<?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-1299337984847519337</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:52:05.194-06:00</updated><category term='authenticity'/><category term='inspirational'/><category term='trust'/><category term='ambitions'/><category term='adventures'/><category term='beach'/><category term='death'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='surrender'/><category term='being'/><category term='nature'/><category term='leslee horner'/><category term='mental health'/><category term='The Universe'/><category term='joy mazzola'/><category term='meditiation'/><category term='pony'/><category term='journal'/><category term='tears'/><category term='The Red Moon'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='myspace'/><category term='mike dooley'/><category term='work'/><category term='Obituaries'/><category term='Cody Jinks'/><category term='horse'/><category term='children'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='austin'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='lissa rankin'/><category term='thanks'/><category term='party'/><category term='music'/><category term='tut.com'/><category term='laugh'/><category term='thrift store'/><category term='universe'/><category term='joy'/><category term='drinking'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='Etsy'/><category term='rain'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='people'/><category term='bar'/><category term='owning pink'/><category term='texas'/><category term='home decor'/><category term='NO JUSTICE'/><category term='adolecence'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='god'/><category term='career'/><category term='life coaching'/><category term='fear'/><category term='love'/><category term='health'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Who I am is the possibility of Love.</title><subtitle type='html'>A time line through my thoughts, a journey to the center of my soul, a million little pieces, that when placed together create my life and the lessons I have endured. A motivational stance for the circumstances that surround us. Believe in you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-375146867380330257</id><published>2009-10-23T20:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T20:18:55.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SuJV9pxuNeI/AAAAAAAACL0/Pe0-VCO891A/s1600-h/mosterbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SuCegN35eoI/AAAAAAAACLs/odoAVGp2XHA/s400/McDonalds+Map.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395486629906971266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-6598793016668338220?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6598793016668338220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=6598793016668338220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6598793016668338220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6598793016668338220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SuCegN35eoI/AAAAAAAACLs/odoAVGp2XHA/s72-c/McDonalds+Map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-6883864601645957913</id><published>2009-10-21T16:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T16:06:44.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/St933_CHyoI/AAAAAAAACLk/Kh01M3al1wU/s1600-h/Happy+Penguin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/St933_CHyoI/AAAAAAAACLk/Kh01M3al1wU/s400/Happy+Penguin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395162682309986946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-6883864601645957913?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6883864601645957913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=6883864601645957913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6883864601645957913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6883864601645957913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/St933_CHyoI/AAAAAAAACLk/Kh01M3al1wU/s72-c/Happy+Penguin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-7695907654592121024</id><published>2009-10-20T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:59:18.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/St3QPF-pIPI/AAAAAAAACLc/ASVdTIJ5v1g/s1600-h/Hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/St3QPF-pIPI/AAAAAAAACLc/ASVdTIJ5v1g/s400/Hope.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394696886381256946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-7695907654592121024?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7695907654592121024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=7695907654592121024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7695907654592121024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7695907654592121024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/10/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/St3QPF-pIPI/AAAAAAAACLc/ASVdTIJ5v1g/s72-c/Hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-8576297280402642143</id><published>2009-10-18T19:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T19:51:09.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='owning pink'/><title type='text'>The Fall Festival</title><content type='html'>and the pretty pink pony. Yes, her hooves are decorated in purple glitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Stu3zfmIigI/AAAAAAAACLU/sIZhLS_NlrM/s1600-h/pink+pony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Stu3zfmIigI/AAAAAAAACLU/sIZhLS_NlrM/s400/pink+pony.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394107073988954626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-8576297280402642143?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8576297280402642143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=8576297280402642143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8576297280402642143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8576297280402642143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-festival.html' title='The Fall Festival'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Stu3zfmIigI/AAAAAAAACLU/sIZhLS_NlrM/s72-c/pink+pony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-216763112457492309</id><published>2009-10-05T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:52:46.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Joyful October 24th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SsoIJIWT0zI/AAAAAAAACIo/nUXxzPnCPiE/s1600-h/Final+Be+Joyful+Flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SsoIJIWT0zI/AAAAAAAACIo/nUXxzPnCPiE/s400/Final+Be+Joyful+Flyer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389128857055122226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-216763112457492309?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/216763112457492309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=216763112457492309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/216763112457492309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/216763112457492309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-joyful-october-24th.html' title='Be Joyful October 24th'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SsoIJIWT0zI/AAAAAAAACIo/nUXxzPnCPiE/s72-c/Final+Be+Joyful+Flyer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-1370794712186880422</id><published>2009-10-02T15:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T15:25:39.827-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authenticity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I Cry</title><content type='html'>I can remember back when I was in High School (which wasn't all that long ago time wise, though it feels like ages) I never cried unless I was angry, upset or menstrual, lol. These days it seems that I cry at least once a day, especially now that I have been so blessed as to know you wonderful Pinkies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every post, every comment, every tweet, email, message and comment my heart gets bigger and bigger (here come the water works.) I only wish that I grew up knowing of all the beauty in the world, all of the miracles that people create by allowing themselves to be a vessel for the magic of the Universe and love that roots so deeply in all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I start talking to someone these days, I often have to warn them that I might begin to cry and I have come to accept that crying is what I do when I talk about something that is important to me. The other day, the internet wasn't working at my house and I had to go to Starbucks to get online. Of course I was irritated when I got there because of all the hassle. About an hour or so into my Internet usage a couple of people sat beside that were on probation and looking for work. They had a lot of paper work to fill out as proof that they were looking for a job for the court. I couldn't help but listen to them talk, one of the guys had recently found God and was trying to better for himself. In that moment, I knew why I was sent to Starbucks and why my Internet didn't work. I gave him one of my cards, told him about my workshop (Be Joyful) and let him read some of the things I had highlighted from 'A Return to Love' by Marianne Williamson. He said, 'I didn't think there was anyone else out there like me?!' I told him to call me if he ever needed anything, anyone to talk to, moral support, etc. and of course, I was tearing up during our entire conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to think that crying meant I was weak. Now I know that it is just something my face does when I really care about someone. Thank you Pinkies for making me cry on a daily basis. You have all enriched my life with endless amounts of joy and love. I am blessed to be able to create with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-1370794712186880422?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1370794712186880422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=1370794712186880422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1370794712186880422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1370794712186880422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cry.html' title='I Cry'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-6850614519343250763</id><published>2009-09-29T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:00:08.843-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adolecence'/><title type='text'>Another Poem from a While Ago</title><content type='html'>The silence is too quiet,&lt;br /&gt;but the noise is too loud,&lt;br /&gt;be still my beating heart, &lt;br /&gt;sometimes you're too proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot hide my anger,&lt;br /&gt;I can but shed my tears,&lt;br /&gt;The only way you'll know,&lt;br /&gt;Is if you ask me what I fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't cry in front of people,&lt;br /&gt;I try not to at least,&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't tempt my anger,&lt;br /&gt;Because inside there lives a beast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may never get a chance,&lt;br /&gt;To know the real me,&lt;br /&gt;Go on living your life to live,&lt;br /&gt;Just be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence is too quiet,&lt;br /&gt;The noise is too loud,&lt;br /&gt;Be still my beating heart,&lt;br /&gt;Because sometimes you're too proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-6850614519343250763?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-2776476378151681089</id><published>2009-09-28T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:21:07.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Bird to Catch the Worm</title><content type='html'>Early bird to catch some worms,&lt;br /&gt;Roll over to my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;Dressing for any kind of weather,&lt;br /&gt;sleek, sophisticated, worker. &lt;br /&gt;A million green beans on my plate,&lt;br /&gt;I can squeeze in some fishin.&lt;br /&gt;Going to a place that gets me excited,&lt;br /&gt;Organized, clean, fun, happy and EFFICENT!&lt;br /&gt;Catch up on guitar, friends and finances,&lt;br /&gt;Customers, employees, me, ALL Pampered.&lt;br /&gt;Home is where my heart is,&lt;br /&gt;and food I love to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Sit back, relax, enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;while my hubby rubs my feet!&lt;br /&gt;Money is never a concern, &lt;br /&gt;seems there’s always plenty.&lt;br /&gt;New drapes, couches, food, TV,&lt;br /&gt;Id say we're fancy livin.&lt;br /&gt;My life is but a fairy tale,&lt;br /&gt;I could have never seen this coming.&lt;br /&gt;And consider it is all because,&lt;br /&gt;I gave the universe a little lovin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-2776476378151681089?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2776476378151681089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=2776476378151681089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2776476378151681089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2776476378151681089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/early-bird-to-catch-worm.html' title='Early Bird to Catch the Worm'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-4088328092538620855</id><published>2009-09-22T15:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:28:04.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adolecence'/><title type='text'>In The Deep Dark Night</title><content type='html'>This is a poem I wrote when I was in 5th grade. I had it published in a book in 1998. I spent a lot of time being embarrassed of this poem, because I never felt it was good enough to be published. However, I realized that it has just been me standing in my own way all this time. I am embracing my talents, past and present.  I wanted to share it with you all. Thanks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the deep dark night,&lt;br /&gt;The stars shine bright,&lt;br /&gt;The trees lean over,&lt;br /&gt;In the deep dark night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grass shine bright,&lt;br /&gt;The clouds in the night,&lt;br /&gt;The three quarter moon,&lt;br /&gt;In the deep dark night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature is so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Nature is a delight,&lt;br /&gt;Nature is so wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;In the deep dark night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-4088328092538620855?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4088328092538620855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=4088328092538620855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4088328092538620855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4088328092538620855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-deep-dark-night.html' title='In The Deep Dark Night'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-383397604523948400</id><published>2009-09-21T12:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:35:09.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>My Journey to Surrender</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sre5KlsmD5I/AAAAAAAACDg/eN7OoBqK6p4/s1600-h/ohyesss+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sre5KlsmD5I/AAAAAAAACDg/eN7OoBqK6p4/s200/ohyesss+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383975471113703314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child I was not brought up in a church environment, (although my parents said they took me a couple times) I was not told worship any particular God and I most certainly was not brought up to believe that any particular religion was right or wrong. My parents simply didn’t address the issue. &lt;br /&gt;Through out my teen years it was brought to my attention that my Father had longed searched for a God that suited him. He tried on every religion there was and never seemed to settle comfortably into one belief- this qued my curiosity as well. When I was about 14 I started going to church with friends, looking into Buddhism and developing my own ideas on what it meant to have ‘God’ in my life. &lt;br /&gt;I soon settled on the thought that all religion originated from one place and it was interpreted differently throughout the entire world. I focused on many of the Buddhist principles that encouraged peace, love and generosity. Heck, I even got a tattoo of Buddha that symbolizes Peace &amp; Enlightenment. &lt;br /&gt;Some of us, perhaps most of us, were raised in a society where it was taught that God is there to watch over us, but should we step out of line his forgiveness is not easy to come by. From time to time, some of us might even be doomed to Hell for not following his word, for being Gay, for not going to church, or for not accepting him as our personal savior. I don’t know about you, but the concept of a God turning his back on me when I needed him most turned me off. It made me not want to know God at all. &lt;br /&gt;I started calling my higher power The Universe. The term, ‘The Universe’ was freeing for me. It did not carry any negative connotation, there was no guilt, no shame, just enlightenment, peace and inspiration. Through &lt;a href="http://www.tut.com"&gt;Mike Dooley’s&lt;/a&gt; speaking, I learned that the power to alter my life and way of being was in my thoughts. I have practiced ‘Thoughts Become Things’ for 3 years now and have created a world that I never imagined existing. &lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t until a few weeks ago, that my world started to shift far beyond what I deemed possible. My perception of God and all that he is was altered and my world opened up. I received a gift in the mail from my good friend, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/lesleehorner"&gt;Leslee Horner&lt;/a&gt;- a book, entitled ‘A Return to Love’ by Marianne Williamson. I doubt &lt;a href="http://lesleehorner.wordpress.com/"&gt;Leslee&lt;/a&gt; realized what a profound impact this gift would have on my life at the time she bought it for me. Every page I turned, every chapter I entered brought me to a new platform of my knowledge of God. &lt;br /&gt;‘A Return to Love’ teaches that God is Love- nothing more, nothing less. God does not wish to punish us; he wants to heal us, to shift our perception of reality. Our soul purpose for existing is to be love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human relationships exist to produce love. When we pollute our relationships with unloving thoughts, or destroy or abort them with unloving attitudes, we are threatening our emotional survival. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that moment it became clear to me. The solution to all my conflicts was love. Returning my thoughts to love at any moment of despair, anger, especially fear would be a miracle, a break through in how I have been living my life. &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the most important moment of realization was when I was on vacation this past week. I found myself standing in waves of the ocean on a dark beach with nothing but the stars above me. In that moment, I Surrendered. I Surrendered my life, my thoughts, my goals, my relationships, my hopes, my dreams, my ambitions, my future; I handed all over to God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are simply asked to shift focus and to take on a more gently perception. That’s all God needs. Just one sincere surrendered moment, when love matters more than anything, and we know that nothings else really matters at all. What He gives us in return for our openness to Him, is an outpouring of His power from deep within us. We are given His power to share with world, to heal wounds, to awaken hearts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my purpose here on earth is to be a vessel for God’s love- I’m down. Who needs some lovin’?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you Pinkies, have you been hiding from the love of God, from the love of our Universe? I invite you to embrace your fears, hand them over to The Universe, open your heart to love and anything is truly possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-383397604523948400?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/383397604523948400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=383397604523948400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/383397604523948400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/383397604523948400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-journey-to-surrender.html' title='My Journey to Surrender'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sre5KlsmD5I/AAAAAAAACDg/eN7OoBqK6p4/s72-c/ohyesss+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-2629854697528299983</id><published>2009-09-16T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:49:47.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Lovemuffin Extraordinaire</title><content type='html'>As you may know from some of my tweets a few weeks ago I received a book in the mail from &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/lesleehorner"&gt;@LesleeHorner&lt;/a&gt;, ‘A Return to Love’ by Marianne Williamson. Before I even received it, not having any idea what it was about, I was thrilled! As I began to read the book I felt as if a series of events throughout my lifetime got this book in my hands. The topics that it touches and the opinion of Marianne’s writing validates so many things I have always believe about The Universe. And further- Marianne’s explanation of God and his love blew my mind! Most of us grow up believing that God is a higher power who we turn to when we are in distress, someone who will punish us when do wrong and a being that will turn his head when we are at the pearly gates if we took a wrong turn in life. Marianne explains that God is Love and we are God, simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘There’s actually no place where God stops and you start,’ and no place where you stop and I start. Love is energy, an infinite continuum.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started working with Owning Pink I was given the title ‘Pink Lovemuffin Extraordinaire.’ Though I was thrilled about my being crowned Pink Lovemuffin, I didn’t really get it- until yesterday. As we were driving to Port Aransas, Texas I was reading my book in the car. I came to the chapter entitled ‘Surrender’ as I kept reading, tears began to stream down my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘He does this by showing us the possibility of a loving purpose in everything we think and do….He teaches us to see love as our only function. Everything we do in our loves will be used, or interpreted, by the ego or the Holy Spirit. The ego uses everything to lead further into anxiety. The Holy Spirit uses everything to lead us into inner peace.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry when something is beautiful, when a person finds the courage to express themselves fully, when you make a connection with someone without trying, when miracles happen, when dreams come true, when understand is gathered, when enlightenment is achieved. I fill up with warm fuzziness, my stomach swarms with butterflies and my heart pounds. I finally saw what it is that you Pinkies had been seeing all along.&lt;br /&gt;I really am your Pink Lovemuffin Extraordinaire. I OWN it. I seek love and passion in every situation. I am mushy and vulnerable, enthused and huggable. There is nothing that I more. I get it, I finally get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘As surely as a lack of oxygen will kill us so will a lack of love.’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-2629854697528299983?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2629854697528299983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=2629854697528299983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2629854697528299983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2629854697528299983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/pink-lovemuffin-extraordinaire.html' title='Pink Lovemuffin Extraordinaire'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-8123237018238626373</id><published>2009-09-16T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:00:01.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lissa rankin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leslee horner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='owning pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy mazzola'/><title type='text'>My New Pink Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7cn9653II/AAAAAAAACBQ/yznB4jKH98I/s1600-h/Vacation09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7cn9653II/AAAAAAAACBQ/yznB4jKH98I/s200/Vacation09+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381481183948954754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I had to stop by Half Priced Books while we were driving around in Austin. HPB is one of my most favorite stores- filled with books, music and journals, OH MY! The thought that the books that exist within the walls of that building were passed down from one reader to another excites me. So many of them have notes written in the margins and they fall open when placed in your hand. It is as if the books tell another story than what lies printed on the pages. The smell of a good books store soothes me to my bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Journal shopping is something that is not a 'one stop shop' for me. It takes me up to an hour or so to find the perfect journal. I usually end up picking out one or two and having to flip through pages and get a real feel for what the paper is saying to me. I have always had journals, I always juggle between them depending on what mood I am in. But today was different for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The two journals I stumbled upon were leather. When opened, the right side of the pages were lined and the left side blank- perfect. This way I could print out pictures of the occasion and place them on the blank side. I thought this would be an easy choice. Just as I was settling into the comfort of my new brown, leather worn in journal, I glanced up at the top shelf. There lied an identical journal with the exception that the color was &lt;a href="http://www.owningpink.com"&gt;PINK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I stood in the isle of Half Priced Books staring at the two journals, running the pages through my fingers, flipping from cover to cover, hoping that something in one of these almost identical journals would speak to me. The longer I looked, the more indecisive I became. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     The feeling I got when I held the brown leather journal was that of comfort and security. When I looked at it, I felt as if I could relate to the light brown color and truly fill the pages with thought provoking, honest emotions. When I held the pink journal and pondered through the blank pages I found that the color and pages so closely displayed how my life has been for the last couple of months. Not only am I working for Owning Pink, but the brightly colored eccentric journal screamed 'flava' and originality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Then my inner Pink Goddess screamed at me from with in- 'BUY THE PINK ONE! YOU &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;NEED&lt;/span&gt; THE PINK ONE! IT WAS PUT HERE FOR &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;! The Pink Journal represented everything I have ever wanted but was too afraid to jump for. My current life is something I have never dreamed of and though my financial situation isn't ideal, I am constantly surrounded by and meeting new beautiful people, going wonderful places and stumbling upon new self discoveries. Not to mention having the job of my dreams, a boyfriend to die for and an apartment I love. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     Needless to say, I bought the Pink Journal. Though it frightened me to take it to the counter, with my knees trembling and palms sweating I took a PLEAP (Pink Leap of Faith) and took a stand for the life I want. Buying this journal is me officially surrendering, it is my profoundly going where I have never dared to go before and taking on my life full throttle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Without having met &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/lissarankin"&gt;Lissa&lt;/a&gt; and all of the wonderful Pinkies, I would have not found my calling so soon, nor would I have been so inspired to truly live a life without fear (still working on this one!) A big Thank you to all of you lovely ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-8123237018238626373?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8123237018238626373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=8123237018238626373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8123237018238626373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8123237018238626373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-pink-journal.html' title='My New Pink Journal'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7cn9653II/AAAAAAAACBQ/yznB4jKH98I/s72-c/Vacation09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-2793469753548701182</id><published>2009-09-15T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T09:00:01.685-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='austin'/><title type='text'>Austin, Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7YzwnE9hI/AAAAAAAACAo/k7HsOpko4xw/s1600-h/Vacation09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7YzwnE9hI/AAAAAAAACAo/k7HsOpko4xw/s200/Vacation09+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381476988488054290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was as if The Universe had opened up and shined down upon me, telling me my world was going to be just fine. Everything was exactly how it should be and to surrender my fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7aYVEkgII/AAAAAAAACAw/WQpjoau3R9Q/s1600-h/Vacation09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7aYVEkgII/AAAAAAAACAw/WQpjoau3R9Q/s200/Vacation09+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381478716262350978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our vacation began in Austin, we decided to come here for a couple days to break up the drive. I was also slightly eager to get out of Ennis. I love where I live, but every now and then we just need an escape. Our first visit was to Mount Bonnell, one of my favorite look outs in Austin. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7bJXlwLdI/AAAAAAAACA4/yLCT69DKy5g/s1600-h/Vacation09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7bJXlwLdI/AAAAAAAACA4/yLCT69DKy5g/s200/Vacation09+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381479558751989202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7boe_A1XI/AAAAAAAACBI/Nr0dsOI8qQg/s1600-h/Vacation09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7boe_A1XI/AAAAAAAACBI/Nr0dsOI8qQg/s200/Vacation09+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381480093312931186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7bnwiun8I/AAAAAAAACBA/UQk7y_CNdEg/s1600-h/Vacation09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7bnwiun8I/AAAAAAAACBA/UQk7y_CNdEg/s200/Vacation09+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381480080846266306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our adventures just started and I am anxious to see what is coming my way. I feel that this journey is going to be a significant one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-2793469753548701182?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2793469753548701182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=2793469753548701182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2793469753548701182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2793469753548701182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/austin-texas.html' title='Austin, Texas'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sq7YzwnE9hI/AAAAAAAACAo/k7HsOpko4xw/s72-c/Vacation09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-677116238686111251</id><published>2009-09-14T11:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:47:27.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surrendering to the Universe, to Love and the Ocean.</title><content type='html'>I have reached a position in my life where I am slightly uncomfortable with myself. It is as if I can completely visualize the person in which I want to be, but I all but too often allow my vision to be clouded by the activities that surround me on a weekly basis. Mostly what I am referring to is alcohol. Having half priced booze, a bar filled with friends and good Texas country right down the road from my house is something I often take advantage of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     There was a time when I would have not seen this as a problem. In fact, there really is nothing 'wrong' with the situation with the exception that it is not what I want for myself and my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I envision days and nights of clarity, thought provoking conversation, truly &lt;i&gt;feeling&lt;/i&gt;my inner Goddess coming alive through meditation, reading and learning. I have a desire to create success, far beyond what I have grown to know. I feel as if the partying is clouding my journey and creating what I wish know as a reality far, far from my reach. Not to mention the toll it is taking on my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As I journey to the ocean tomorrow. I wish not for a booze &amp; reefer filled week. But rather a mediating &amp; epiphany filled week. My goal is to open my heart 100%. To completely surrender to the Universe and be one with the earth. I can feel it in my heart, I want it to be apparent  on my face, in my skin and displayed on my body- let health radiate through my shape and pores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I know to some of you, it might seem like an easy task, to not drink. It is as if I formed a pattern, a habit and it won't be easy for me to break. Now that my heart is in the right place, it will be easier to get my head there. No one can turn things around except me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-677116238686111251?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/677116238686111251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=677116238686111251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/677116238686111251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/677116238686111251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/surrendering-to-universe-to-love-and.html' title='Surrendering to the Universe, to Love and the Ocean.'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-850037866265251755</id><published>2009-09-07T18:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:03:19.042-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authenticity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obituaries'/><title type='text'>My Obituary</title><content type='html'>Today's post on &lt;a href="http://www.owningpink.com/2009/09/07/mojo-monday-imagine-your-dream-life-and-write-your-obituary/"&gt;Owning Pink &lt;/a&gt;was a tremendous one. The exercise was encouraging you to write your obituary now as if you died today and then to write another as if you died at whatever age you wanted to and accomplished all the things you wished. &lt;br /&gt;     Really makes you think about how your life is going, what we value and what we take for granted. Here is my Obituary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I died today:&lt;br /&gt;Megan Monique Harner, 22, passed away this Monday evening. She is survived by her parents Donald and Margie Harner, sister Sara and boyfriend, Brian Lewis. Megan was a loving daughter and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had it my way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan Monique Harner, age 103, passed away from natural causes on September 7, 2090. Survived by her daughter, Fiona age 65. Megan was an accomplished writer, musician, speaker and mother. Through her passion for people and travel she transformed the lives of many. Megan was a unique and joyous spirit. The world is a better place because she existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be keeping this in mind. I could very well pass away today, tomorrow or a year from now. From this point forward I am dedicating my life to my dreams and following through with my many ambitions. Boys and Girls, hold on to your seats, this lady and FLYIN HIGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-850037866265251755?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/850037866265251755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=850037866265251755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/850037866265251755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/850037866265251755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-obituary.html' title='My Obituary'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-8936038878998648489</id><published>2009-09-06T20:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:26:04.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Universe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditiation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being'/><title type='text'>Silence and Meditation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SqRhFf8BTNI/AAAAAAAACAA/hLiZ6XvV6oc/s1600-h/The+Beach+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SqRhFf8BTNI/AAAAAAAACAA/hLiZ6XvV6oc/s200/The+Beach+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378530602087697618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today post on &lt;a href="http://www.owningpink.com/2009/09/06/the-gift-of-slowing-down-my-meditation-retreat-at-spirit-rock/"&gt;Owning Pink&lt;/a&gt; was about silence and meditation. I read the post earlier today around 1 o'clock p.m. and it wasn't until around 8 o'clock p.m. that the concept of silence and just 'being' actually sank in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really think of a definite moment in each day where I am just sitting in silence, not thinking about something or for that matter simply just 'being' with my thoughts. I am always doing, writing, reading, art-ing, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take a bath tonight and just be with my thoughts, relax and truly focus on 'being.' I'll let you know where that takes me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take the time to just 'be' with yourself? To let your thoughts flow in and out of your mind, acknowledging that they are there and releasing them to the Universe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-8936038878998648489?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8936038878998648489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=8936038878998648489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8936038878998648489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8936038878998648489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/silence-and-meditation.html' title='Silence and Meditation'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SqRhFf8BTNI/AAAAAAAACAA/hLiZ6XvV6oc/s72-c/The+Beach+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-787595540579869372</id><published>2009-09-03T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:40:15.763-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mike dooley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tut.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is my &lt;a href="http://www.tut.com"&gt;Note from The Universe&lt;/a&gt; that I received this morning. I found it particularly wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Megan, do you know why dogs are so quick to wag their tails and cats are so quick to purr? Even the ones that have been lonely, abused, and betrayed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, as is true of all animals, they were instilled with the distant awareness that no matter what the world shows them, they're still deeply loved and needed, that their presence alone has made a difference, and that in just the shake of a leg, seemingly without reason or rhyme, everything can FANTASTICALLY change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As is true of all people, except sometimes they tend to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purrfectly,&lt;br /&gt;    The Universe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave having read this and having got something profound out of his words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-787595540579869372?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/787595540579869372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=787595540579869372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/787595540579869372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/787595540579869372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/here-is-my-note-from-universe-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-7469542674155195493</id><published>2009-09-01T20:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:15:02.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>This is what &lt;a href="http://s12.photobucket.com/albums/a248/MeganMonique/2008%20Brian/?action=view&amp;current=Brian064.jpg"&gt;Brawn&lt;/a&gt; does for a living (Carpentry) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3RwZUih-I/AAAAAAAAB-E/R-n08kvN3v0/s1600-h/shalala+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3RwZUih-I/AAAAAAAAB-E/R-n08kvN3v0/s200/shalala+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376684159511201762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3Rv3ptxSI/AAAAAAAAB98/SxRNePhUnEs/s1600-h/shalala+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3Rv3ptxSI/AAAAAAAAB98/SxRNePhUnEs/s200/shalala+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376684150473213218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3RvJp_uSI/AAAAAAAAB90/SqjUQxc_w5E/s1600-h/shalala+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3RvJp_uSI/AAAAAAAAB90/SqjUQxc_w5E/s200/shalala+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376684138126358818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3RuijMauI/AAAAAAAAB9s/mymdCwwU4xg/s1600-h/shalala+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3RuijMauI/AAAAAAAAB9s/mymdCwwU4xg/s200/shalala+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376684127628847842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3RtzH0RFI/AAAAAAAAB9k/v9Z6xlTEIro/s1600-h/shalala+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3RtzH0RFI/AAAAAAAAB9k/v9Z6xlTEIro/s200/shalala+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376684114897552466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday Nights at home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3S4BBCtLI/AAAAAAAAB-s/3lNkkgQjbks/s1600-h/shalala+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3S4BBCtLI/AAAAAAAAB-s/3lNkkgQjbks/s200/shalala+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376685389937554610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3S3m6g4EI/AAAAAAAAB-k/2AZ33MxuEyo/s1600-h/shalala+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3S3m6g4EI/AAAAAAAAB-k/2AZ33MxuEyo/s200/shalala+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376685382930849858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3S29x58II/AAAAAAAAB-c/XlhiBOjL_Oo/s1600-h/shalala+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3S29x58II/AAAAAAAAB-c/XlhiBOjL_Oo/s200/shalala+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376685371888889986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3S2P18KhI/AAAAAAAAB-U/G1Gl48r8HXA/s1600-h/shalala+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3S2P18KhI/AAAAAAAAB-U/G1Gl48r8HXA/s200/shalala+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376685359557782034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3S1EXKhXI/AAAAAAAAB-M/ljD7AK-X8RA/s1600-h/shalala+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3S1EXKhXI/AAAAAAAAB-M/ljD7AK-X8RA/s200/shalala+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376685339296040306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3UHS2v51I/AAAAAAAAB_U/WsF2BCjD77I/s1600-h/shalala+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3UHS2v51I/AAAAAAAAB_U/WsF2BCjD77I/s200/shalala+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376686751935883090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3UGrtY8hI/AAAAAAAAB_M/-_ZNYqxioGo/s1600-h/shalala+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3UGrtY8hI/AAAAAAAAB_M/-_ZNYqxioGo/s200/shalala+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376686741427646994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3UGGc12eI/AAAAAAAAB_E/cJixvmueC5I/s1600-h/shalala+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3UGGc12eI/AAAAAAAAB_E/cJixvmueC5I/s200/shalala+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376686731426126306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3UFbBRMPI/AAAAAAAAB-8/h_MOC2Hyc9E/s1600-h/shalala+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3UFbBRMPI/AAAAAAAAB-8/h_MOC2Hyc9E/s200/shalala+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376686719767752946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3UEn4UbPI/AAAAAAAAB-0/cNNCiNehUs0/s1600-h/shalala+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3UEn4UbPI/AAAAAAAAB-0/cNNCiNehUs0/s200/shalala+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376686706040007922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bad Ass Lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3VEkZCKxI/AAAAAAAAB_c/QDX4pNwJIOY/s1600-h/shalala+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3VEkZCKxI/AAAAAAAAB_c/QDX4pNwJIOY/s200/shalala+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376687804615109394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-7469542674155195493?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7469542674155195493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=7469542674155195493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7469542674155195493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7469542674155195493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sp3RwZUih-I/AAAAAAAAB-E/R-n08kvN3v0/s72-c/shalala+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-7593609865532474875</id><published>2009-08-31T20:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:51:47.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx41J3JYkI/AAAAAAAAB5I/0wJRi81sSls/s1600-h/hootiehoo+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx41J3JYkI/AAAAAAAAB5I/0wJRi81sSls/s200/hootiehoo+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376304909749150274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays are often my favorite day of the week. Typically good weather, sunshine, friends, bar BQ and pups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9XkyUdqI/AAAAAAAAB78/u7qH6AaGvKc/s1600-h/hootiehoo+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9XkyUdqI/AAAAAAAAB78/u7qH6AaGvKc/s200/hootiehoo+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376309899138725538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9XXEmxSI/AAAAAAAAB70/lccFgZHGYMU/s1600-h/hootiehoo+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9XXEmxSI/AAAAAAAAB70/lccFgZHGYMU/s200/hootiehoo+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376309895457326370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9W2fxhxI/AAAAAAAAB7s/T3-HcvD9q1c/s1600-h/hootiehoo+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9W2fxhxI/AAAAAAAAB7s/T3-HcvD9q1c/s200/hootiehoo+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376309886712907538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9WmH1EdI/AAAAAAAAB7k/pslnD8zA7vI/s1600-h/hootiehoo+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9WmH1EdI/AAAAAAAAB7k/pslnD8zA7vI/s200/hootiehoo+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376309882317509074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9WNC5QXI/AAAAAAAAB7c/wQ4-mqL_Kj0/s1600-h/hootiehoo+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9WNC5QXI/AAAAAAAAB7c/wQ4-mqL_Kj0/s200/hootiehoo+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376309875585925490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9tt31T0I/AAAAAAAAB8k/oGc-pwEUIrU/s1600-h/hootiehoo+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9tt31T0I/AAAAAAAAB8k/oGc-pwEUIrU/s200/hootiehoo+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310279534890818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9tHbsfBI/AAAAAAAAB8c/2Xdj7wJ0vc0/s1600-h/hootiehoo+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9tHbsfBI/AAAAAAAAB8c/2Xdj7wJ0vc0/s200/hootiehoo+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310269216324626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9s63p05I/AAAAAAAAB8U/KVoAxtuQTYM/s1600-h/hootiehoo+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9s63p05I/AAAAAAAAB8U/KVoAxtuQTYM/s200/hootiehoo+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310265843930002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9scRMbJI/AAAAAAAAB8M/UqQbX-i0mMY/s1600-h/hootiehoo+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 102px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9scRMbJI/AAAAAAAAB8M/UqQbX-i0mMY/s200/hootiehoo+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310257629555858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9r5gMuBI/AAAAAAAAB8E/w6acCaO0Kfs/s1600-h/hootiehoo+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx9r5gMuBI/AAAAAAAAB8E/w6acCaO0Kfs/s200/hootiehoo+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310248297248786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx97cmjuXI/AAAAAAAAB80/L4B-sRV5_uo/s1600-h/hootiehoo+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 94px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx97cmjuXI/AAAAAAAAB80/L4B-sRV5_uo/s200/hootiehoo+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310515417201010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx97G0Ur9I/AAAAAAAAB8s/uPeUf0g1Zto/s1600-h/hootiehoo+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx97G0Ur9I/AAAAAAAAB8s/uPeUf0g1Zto/s200/hootiehoo+024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376310509569355730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-7593609865532474875?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7593609865532474875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=7593609865532474875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7593609865532474875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7593609865532474875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/08/sundays-are-often-my-favorite-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx41J3JYkI/AAAAAAAAB5I/0wJRi81sSls/s72-c/hootiehoo+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-3372761305688022624</id><published>2009-08-31T20:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:21:13.370-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cody Jinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NO JUSTICE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Red Moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myspace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Just Another Friday Night</title><content type='html'>Friday night at The Red Moon Cafe. The Show: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/nojusticeband"&gt;No Justice&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/codyjinksmusic"&gt;Cody Jinks&lt;/a&gt; (I prefer Cody Jinks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spxz7JT0KiI/AAAAAAAAB4I/YVnDOX0Fpvo/s1600-h/hootiehoo+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spxz7JT0KiI/AAAAAAAAB4I/YVnDOX0Fpvo/s200/hootiehoo+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376299515122035234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses from Brawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx00PBuS1I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/z8yY_EbzVHI/s1600-h/hootiehoo+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx00PBuS1I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/z8yY_EbzVHI/s200/hootiehoo+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376300495909309266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/33807348"&gt;Jessica Vasquez &lt;/a&gt;(She Rocks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx1G6Y-EMI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/SuU5F_q31Ck/s1600-h/hootiehoo+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx1G6Y-EMI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/SuU5F_q31Ck/s200/hootiehoo+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376300816787181762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lovely,&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/menetsirk"&gt; Kristen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx1djGa4qI/AAAAAAAAB4g/5CZMhQeBD2c/s1600-h/hootiehoo+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx1djGa4qI/AAAAAAAAB4g/5CZMhQeBD2c/s200/hootiehoo+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376301205672354466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx2OP1fMEI/AAAAAAAAB4o/fJJ5jJUu738/s1600-h/hootiehoo+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx2OP1fMEI/AAAAAAAAB4o/fJJ5jJUu738/s200/hootiehoo+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302042314649666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Like to Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx2w-s6SRI/AAAAAAAAB5A/-G4jPqb4LdE/s1600-h/hootiehoo+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx2w-s6SRI/AAAAAAAAB5A/-G4jPqb4LdE/s200/hootiehoo+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302639010695442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx2waqA28I/AAAAAAAAB44/-vEGhBDqUtk/s1600-h/hootiehoo+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx2waqA28I/AAAAAAAAB44/-vEGhBDqUtk/s200/hootiehoo+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302629334866882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx2vlQ3eBI/AAAAAAAAB4w/g8RaMwZy5c0/s1600-h/hootiehoo+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spx2vlQ3eBI/AAAAAAAAB4w/g8RaMwZy5c0/s200/hootiehoo+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302615002314770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another Friday Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-3372761305688022624?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3372761305688022624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=3372761305688022624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3372761305688022624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3372761305688022624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-another-friday-night.html' title='Just Another Friday Night'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Spxz7JT0KiI/AAAAAAAAB4I/YVnDOX0Fpvo/s72-c/hootiehoo+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-4460727315866289986</id><published>2009-08-21T12:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T12:35:01.783-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><title type='text'>Renewing Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/So7aqmdLMRI/AAAAAAAAB3M/3BCWyYIXGFo/s1600-h/thoughts+become+things.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 92px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/So7aqmdLMRI/AAAAAAAAB3M/3BCWyYIXGFo/s200/thoughts+become+things.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372471830911856914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Toward the middle of yesterday I received a few statements in the mail that brought my financial state of mind to a screaming halt. I knew that I was behind on some things, but I was unaware of the severity of it all. I also worked at the bar last night. For the last few weeks I have been making really great money. Last night I suppose I went in to work with the mentality that I was financially stuck and made crap. I had kind of expected that to happen considering my state of mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     A storm rolled in last night along with a cold front. The lightening was a spectacular show. The thunder rolled all night long. It was beautiful. I laid in bed listening to the sheets of rain hit the window as the wind blew across our building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When I awoke this morning, I felt anew. It were as if the rain had washed away my fears, my hesitations- anything that was standing in my way previously. It was in fact a renewing rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Today was the last day of work at the plumbing company. Oddly enough, it was blessing in disguise. I am keeping my heart open for any opportunities coming my way that I can't pass up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-4460727315866289986?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4460727315866289986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=4460727315866289986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4460727315866289986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4460727315866289986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/08/renewing-rain.html' title='Renewing Rain'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/So7aqmdLMRI/AAAAAAAAB3M/3BCWyYIXGFo/s72-c/thoughts+become+things.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-7340125745415715021</id><published>2009-08-18T08:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:45:30.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>......A Bridge was Built</title><content type='html'>Just last week I started working for &lt;a href="http://www.owningpink.com"&gt;Owning Pink&lt;/a&gt;. A couple days after I first started I created that I wanted to participate full time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my boss told me that Friday would be my last day at the plumbing company. A few days ago Lissa got her book deal. Coincidence? I think not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Universe for moving things around so quickly! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Megan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-7340125745415715021?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7340125745415715021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=7340125745415715021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7340125745415715021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7340125745415715021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/08/bridge-was-built.html' title='......A Bridge was Built'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-3882130257122455799</id><published>2009-08-12T18:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:47:11.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lissa rankin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='owning pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life coaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='authenticity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laugh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy mazzola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>A New Plateau</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SoNiSTOL9UI/AAAAAAAAB2s/skxbHYzXOKw/s1600-h/owningpinksymbol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SoNiSTOL9UI/AAAAAAAAB2s/skxbHYzXOKw/s200/owningpinksymbol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369243247292708162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello There All! So glad you could join the conversation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of Monday, I am officially a member of the &lt;a href="http://www.owningpink.com"&gt;Owning Pink&lt;/a&gt; Staff. This opportunity is has been more than a blessing to me. I want to take this opportunity, now that I have your attention, to tell you why this occasion is beyond both unbelievable and phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ever since the first time I tweeted (sounds so dirty!) &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/lissarankin"&gt;@lissarankin &lt;/a&gt; I loved her. The message that she brings to everyone she comes into contact with is what so many of us have been searching for our whole lives. Most of were probably thinking along the lines of the same things. However, &lt;a href="http://www.lissarankin.com"&gt;Lissa&lt;/a&gt; had the "balls" to through her message out there, shouting it from the roof tops! For that I will always &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;adore&lt;/span&gt; her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The community that is created through &lt;a href="http://www.owningpink.ning.com"&gt;Owning Pink&lt;/a&gt; is not only a strong, triumphant group of people (mostly women), but also a vulnerable one at that. Owning Pink is place where everyone can take their shoes off, lean back and make themselves at home. The people that crowd the pages of The Owning Pink Forums are so boldly creating there lives as they have always dreamed. They are doing it all and sharing every moment of it with YOU. (Lucky Us!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have longed- LONGED- to be a writer for as long as I can remember. I published a poem in the 5th grade. In high school, I was editor of the newspaper and yearbook advertising. I wrote for the newspaper and also designed some of the pages, as well as a Magazine cover. I still have it packed away in my craft closet for future applause. Being able to write for Owning Pink is step onto a giant platform that IS my future. Since that moment, all of my dreams and ambitions suddenly became real and so much bigger than I anticipated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A glimpse at the mere thought that &lt;a href="http://www.lissarankin.com"&gt;Lissa&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/joythepink"&gt;Joy&lt;/a&gt; classify&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; me &lt;/span&gt;with&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; them&lt;/span&gt;is breath taking. More than that- it's unreal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these things gave me a new appreciation for the world I have created and the dreams that soon to come. Now, I can see the light and nothing- NOTHING, is standing in my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-3882130257122455799?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3882130257122455799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=3882130257122455799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3882130257122455799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3882130257122455799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-plateau.html' title='A New Plateau'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SoNiSTOL9UI/AAAAAAAAB2s/skxbHYzXOKw/s72-c/owningpinksymbol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-9055147593130372226</id><published>2009-08-07T11:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T12:01:13.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love YOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SnxdykK-waI/AAAAAAAAB2k/wZBpQZrxk30/s1600-h/July+4th+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SnxdykK-waI/AAAAAAAAB2k/wZBpQZrxk30/s200/July+4th+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367267979203363234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my most favorite things about this life is that you never know what is around the corner. I am flourishing right now with love. Brawn and I recently celebrated our one year anniversary. For those of you who have known me for most of life this was a huge milestone for me. Not only have we been together a year, but it has been the best year of my entire life. I love a thousand times more now that I did when I met him, if that is even possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of my phenomenal relationship, I have developed a close connection with the women (and men) of the &lt;a href="http://www.owningpink.com"&gt;Pink Posse&lt;/a&gt;. These women have open up a whole new sense of what unconditional love and support really is. I can't wait to see what else comes from knowing these women. They have already made such a HUGE impact on my life! Thank you &lt;a href="http://www.lissarankin.com/"&gt;Lissa Rankin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/lesleehorner"&gt;Leslee Horner&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/joymaz"&gt;Joy Mazzola&lt;/a&gt;, you are more than a dream come true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just recently that I have truly gotten in touch with who I am. Over the last few years it has been a journey of discovery and I have no doubt in my mind that my discoveries will continue to unfold for the rest of my life. But for now I am rolling in the comfort of being secure and happy in my own skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the world will take me, I can't wait to find out. But I have chosen to &lt;a href="http://www.owningpink.com/tag/lissa-rankins-books/"&gt;surrender&lt;/a&gt; my heart and soul to the Universe with Love, Joy and Peace in my heart. I know I will end up where I am suppose to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anxiously awaiting my call with Joy,&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Don't forget to check out the new stuff at &lt;a href="http://www.thehumblebumblebee.weebly.com"&gt;THBB&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-9055147593130372226?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/9055147593130372226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=9055147593130372226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/9055147593130372226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/9055147593130372226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-you.html' title='I Love YOU.'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SnxdykK-waI/AAAAAAAAB2k/wZBpQZrxk30/s72-c/July+4th+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-2406323056891223358</id><published>2009-07-21T21:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:06:39.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July 21, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SmZ0Kyb7XTI/AAAAAAAABu0/odHybcjT_To/s1600-h/daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 87px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SmZ0Kyb7XTI/AAAAAAAABu0/odHybcjT_To/s200/daisy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361100135117577522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It appears to me that all the answers are, and very much have been right in front of my face all along. There are several moments and many writings I have produced supporting said realization. And yet I find myself time and time again rediscovering what I am constantly forgetting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*See it, believe it, Feel it, Visualize it and live as if it already exists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why are these wise words so often and clumsily forgotten? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here I am, reminding myself once again without having made myself wrong about forgetting how SO VERY important it is to take those few minutes at the end of the night in silence, visualizing my following day, my following year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here is what I am going to spend my 15 minutes visualizing and focusing on tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Many Sales coming through my website&lt;br /&gt;a. www.thehumblebumblebee.weebly.com&lt;br /&gt;2. Creating a system that works for all of my jobs&lt;br /&gt;3. Endless amounts of money flowing in from all over the universe&lt;br /&gt;4. A beautiful trip to Port A w all bills taken care of&lt;br /&gt;5. A light, happy, joyous spirit focused on giving&lt;br /&gt;6. Abundance in it’s fullest&lt;br /&gt;7. Planned days w goals accomplished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot going on right now. I always have a lot going on. I love it. But I need some kind of balance and focus created around my work. Being scattered is not a desirable condition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namaste http://www.mindfulmuscleblog.com/namaste-love-respect/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-2406323056891223358?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2406323056891223358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=2406323056891223358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2406323056891223358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2406323056891223358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-21-2009.html' title='July 21, 2009'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SmZ0Kyb7XTI/AAAAAAAABu0/odHybcjT_To/s72-c/daisy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-3394142370815695343</id><published>2009-07-19T22:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:10:55.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July 19, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SmPgObe-diI/AAAAAAAABus/-eltkCC4bJk/s1600-h/5892_103985328223_591838223_2268525_6414003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SmPgObe-diI/AAAAAAAABus/-eltkCC4bJk/s200/5892_103985328223_591838223_2268525_6414003_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360374520001492514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been a while since I have written. My apologies!! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;July 19, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Whenever you are in High School, time seems to go by so slowly. However, now that I have been out of school for almost 5 years now, I can’t help but wonder where all the time has gone. I use to be excited about growing up and getting old. Today while I was swimming a wave of sadness came over me at the thought of not being able to experience my twenties ever again. It’s weird to think about. I will never be 22 years old again, ever. ::Takes a deep breath:: As sad as that thought might be, it really puts into perspective how beautiful each day, each moment, each breath truly us. It also gave me the space to consider how frivolous something’s are to worry about, to stress over or to be upset about. &lt;br /&gt; I have list upon lists of things I need to do to further myself, my home and my business. The longer I wait to scratch another line off of my many lists, the more I am pushing my dreams and goals away from me. I have so much going on right now, so many opportunities at my feet. It seems that none of them are launching because I am standing in the frantic chaos that there is so much to do. &lt;br /&gt;I am excited about sorting out my life. I am going to take 30 minutes to myself each night to gather my thoughts. Write, plan out my following day, take deep breaths, visualize and relax. Being on the verge of tears is stressful and quite frankly puts a giant knot in my chest. The only thing that ever seems to relieve me of that is writing and breathing. No longer will I rob myself of my ventilation and sanity. Writing is who I am. It’s what I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to not live life to the fullest?&lt;br /&gt;How dare I rob the world of my talents.&lt;br /&gt;Share, Love, Give, Hope, Trust, Express&lt;br /&gt;Expand my knowledge&lt;br /&gt;Feel with the deepest of Emotions&lt;br /&gt;Stretch to the tallest Trees&lt;br /&gt;Look beyond what is&lt;br /&gt;To create, “Be”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-3394142370815695343?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3394142370815695343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=3394142370815695343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3394142370815695343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3394142370815695343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-19-2009.html' title='July 19, 2009'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SmPgObe-diI/AAAAAAAABus/-eltkCC4bJk/s72-c/5892_103985328223_591838223_2268525_6414003_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-569564212779108522</id><published>2009-07-02T11:58:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:45:53.997-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Epiphany!</title><content type='html'>My eyes have been opened!! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;     In February I created an Etsy shop (www.etsy.thehumblebumblebee.com)I soon forgot about it after becoming discouraged and no longer checked the site or The Humble Bumble Bee's e-mail account. BOY OH BOY was this a mistake. My eyes would have been opened a lot sooner. Someone wanted to purchase a table I made!! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Skzn3XaCFGI/AAAAAAAABsc/Vvetc3mJ2vo/s1600-h/Art+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Skzn3XaCFGI/AAAAAAAABsc/Vvetc3mJ2vo/s200/Art+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353908995398702178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I collaged this table with discontinued Starbuck's coffee stickers. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SkzoDG_7XbI/AAAAAAAABsk/hXrVzg8q8XU/s1600-h/Art+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SkzoDG_7XbI/AAAAAAAABsk/hXrVzg8q8XU/s200/Art+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353909197152673202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     I decided to log into my Humble Bumble e-mail account and realized I had missed making contact with a buyer. I have sent e-mails to her to try and redeem myself and hopefully get the table to her. Hopefully this will work, if not I completely take responsibility. &lt;br /&gt;     Her wanting to purchase this table has encouraged me to go through with my Etsy shop and make it wonderful! I am super excited! Please visit and tell all of your friends! www.etsy.thehumblebumblebee.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Here is a sneak peek at some of the featured items: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Skzo1ESZPcI/AAAAAAAABss/kL_QR03OZbA/s1600-h/Thursday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Skzo1ESZPcI/AAAAAAAABss/kL_QR03OZbA/s200/Thursday+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353910055418281410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SkzphIstuqI/AAAAAAAABs0/6kHP4ePebLM/s1600-h/Wednesday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SkzphIstuqI/AAAAAAAABs0/6kHP4ePebLM/s200/Wednesday+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353910812516661922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SkzptuBi1_I/AAAAAAAABs8/TyiDWw2sTiY/s1600-h/Wednesday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SkzptuBi1_I/AAAAAAAABs8/TyiDWw2sTiY/s200/Wednesday+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353911028694570994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-569564212779108522?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/569564212779108522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=569564212779108522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/569564212779108522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/569564212779108522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/07/epiphany.html' title='Epiphany!'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Skzn3XaCFGI/AAAAAAAABsc/Vvetc3mJ2vo/s72-c/Art+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-5445530724522651020</id><published>2009-06-26T09:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:53:51.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Money Money Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SkTfPs51-sI/AAAAAAAABog/1HvrF5EiZsk/s1600-h/Wednesday+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SkTfPs51-sI/AAAAAAAABog/1HvrF5EiZsk/s200/Wednesday+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351647718067796674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I got a hair cut this week. The first one since around October or so. I am attempting to let my hairs grow out for as long as I can stand it! &lt;br /&gt;     I have been putting off blogging all week long because I haven't really felt inspired to write anything. I've been sitting at my desk for the past 2 hours thinking about what has been going on in my life that I can share with others to light a fire in their world. And then I remembered! I have experience and ABUNDANCE of wealth and joy this week. I have been living my life as if I already had it, I have been visualizing that it is in my life, NOW and then it showed up. Money pouring from the Heaven's rained down upon our household and I loved every minute of it. I know there is more to come and I am accepting it with arms wide open. &lt;br /&gt;     Here is a YouTube link to give you an idea of how to attract wealth and abundance into your life, believe me it works! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zBsHoUnJrgA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-5445530724522651020?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5445530724522651020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=5445530724522651020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5445530724522651020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5445530724522651020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/money-money-money.html' title='Money Money Money'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SkTfPs51-sI/AAAAAAAABog/1HvrF5EiZsk/s72-c/Wednesday+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-2468122390553047759</id><published>2009-06-19T10:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:39:25.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Chip Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjuvCnIr2HI/AAAAAAAABoA/7Djt6X9arvc/s1600-h/Jack+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjuvCnIr2HI/AAAAAAAABoA/7Djt6X9arvc/s200/Jack+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349061441832605810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * 1/2 cup butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;    * 1/2 cup shortening&lt;br /&gt;    * 3/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;    * 3/4 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;    * 2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;    * 2 teaspoons vanilla&lt;br /&gt;    * 2 1/4 cups unsifted flour&lt;br /&gt;    * 1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;    * 1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;    * 2 cups Ghirardelli semi-sweet chocolate chips or milk chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;      or double chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;    * 1 cup chopped walnuts or pecans (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjuvCVKvX5I/AAAAAAAABn4/KHfEJeWU_14/s1600-h/food+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjuvCVKvX5I/AAAAAAAABn4/KHfEJeWU_14/s200/food+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349061437009387410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Heat oven to 375º F.&lt;br /&gt;   2. Stir the flour with baking soda and salt, then set aside.&lt;br /&gt;   3. In large mixing bowl, cream butter and the shortening with the sugar, brown&lt;br /&gt;      sugar, eggs and vanilla  &lt;br /&gt;   4. Blend the dry mixture into creamed mixture.&lt;br /&gt;   5. Stir in chocolate chips and nuts (if desired).&lt;br /&gt;   6. Drop by tablespoon onto ungreased cookie sheets.&lt;br /&gt;   7.(I like to use parchment paper for baking on).&lt;br /&gt;   8. Bake at 375º F for 9 to 11 minutes or until golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutrition Facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serving Size 1 dozen 312g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recipe makes 4 dozen)&lt;br /&gt;Calories 1459  &lt;br /&gt;Calories from Fat 772  (52%)&lt;br /&gt;Amount Per Serving  %DV&lt;br /&gt; Total Fat 85.9g  132%&lt;br /&gt; Saturated Fat 32.5g  162%&lt;br /&gt; Monounsaturated Fat 26.0g  &lt;br /&gt; Polyunsaturated Fat 22.5g  &lt;br /&gt; Trans Fat 0.0g  &lt;br /&gt;Cholesterol 166mg  55%&lt;br /&gt;Sodium 1118mg  46%&lt;br /&gt;Potassium 573mg  16%&lt;br /&gt;Total Carbohydrate 167.3g  55%&lt;br /&gt; Dietary Fiber 6.8g  27%&lt;br /&gt; Sugars 105.8g  &lt;br /&gt;Protein 17.2g  34%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compliments of http://www.familyoven.com/offsite?r_id=140694&amp;u=http://www.recipezaar.com/83580&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-2468122390553047759?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2468122390553047759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=2468122390553047759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2468122390553047759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2468122390553047759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/chocolate-chip-cookies.html' title='Chocolate Chip Cookies'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjuvCnIr2HI/AAAAAAAABoA/7Djt6X9arvc/s72-c/Jack+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-6902931958280744505</id><published>2009-06-18T13:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T13:53:15.780-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrift store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Lucky Thrift Store Finds!</title><content type='html'>I went to the local thrift store before lunch, "Soul's Harbor." I almost always find something I want that I am moderately excited about, but today I found eight awesome things for $8. I am redecorating my office/craft room and everything I have gathered is going to make an excellent accent. Most of the things I plan on painting different colors :). Here we go: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple, but shiny, pretty red vase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqMBbW93zI/AAAAAAAABnw/3i7US_zmDBk/s1600-h/Thursday+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqMBbW93zI/AAAAAAAABnw/3i7US_zmDBk/s200/Thursday+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348741463607729970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Geisha Figure! How I got this lucky, I have not a clue!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqL69_WzgI/AAAAAAAABno/oitDjHpdhlo/s1600-h/Thursday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqL69_WzgI/AAAAAAAABno/oitDjHpdhlo/s200/Thursday+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348741352644857346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture frame for pets with paw border(soon to be painted,) wood plaque: oh you'll see :), and a framed inspirational quote! Always good to have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqL6sYN_7I/AAAAAAAABng/yaKVT_nKJis/s1600-h/Thursday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqL6sYN_7I/AAAAAAAABng/yaKVT_nKJis/s200/Thursday+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348741347917299634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise expensive laptop case, that of which I do not have, that's right: $1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqL6KSmgBI/AAAAAAAABnY/5BzumFK13JA/s1600-h/Thursday+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqL6KSmgBI/AAAAAAAABnY/5BzumFK13JA/s200/Thursday+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348741338766934034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy candle holder that matches my living room well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqL5_c7HXI/AAAAAAAABnQ/7YyAmrkhPLc/s1600-h/Thursday+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqL5_c7HXI/AAAAAAAABnQ/7YyAmrkhPLc/s200/Thursday+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348741335857438066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVD Stand, because spray painting this one is faster than waiting for Brawn to build me one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqL5ZSopeI/AAAAAAAABnI/NLOzFwLsbJQ/s1600-h/Thursday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqL5ZSopeI/AAAAAAAABnI/NLOzFwLsbJQ/s200/Thursday+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348741325613737442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO excited. :) Made my day! Hooray for thrift stores!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-6902931958280744505?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6902931958280744505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=6902931958280744505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6902931958280744505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6902931958280744505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/lucky-thrift-store-finds.html' title='Lucky Thrift Store Finds!'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjqMBbW93zI/AAAAAAAABnw/3i7US_zmDBk/s72-c/Thursday+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-4847788427627301239</id><published>2009-06-17T11:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:29:33.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Took the Road less Traveled By.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjkZuh3v1AI/AAAAAAAABnA/NU3kQxvisng/s1600-h/robert-frost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjkZuh3v1AI/AAAAAAAABnA/NU3kQxvisng/s200/robert-frost.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348334319636042754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of changes are taking place in my life at the moment. Given, they are gradual and I tend to embrace change, I can’t help but feel a bit overwhelmed. The thought of not knowing what’s going to happen next is exciting, at the same time, a bit stressful. This is me being tested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it a bit ironic that in the midst of my turmoil yesterday evening (before I decided to take my stress out on the elliptical at the gym) I decided to use the “stumbleupon” feature on my Firefox window and the very first page it took me to was a poem by Robert Frost, “The Road not Taken.” I remembered this poem from my Sophomore English class in High School and decided to look over it again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found inspiration in Robert Frost’s words, a light at the end of the tunnel if you will. The poem was a reminder that life is Journey and can only be as amazing as you decide to make/let it be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments when we need to let go, keep focused on what it is that we truly desire in life and let The Universe figure out the how’s and what-not’s. When it boils down to the nitty-gritty all we want is happiness and I already have that. This is the point in the story where I fasten my seat belt, throw my hands in the air, let my hair down and scream with excitement, for the ride of my life is just beginning and I am going to love Every Single Minute of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-4847788427627301239?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4847788427627301239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=4847788427627301239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4847788427627301239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4847788427627301239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-took-road-less-traveled-by.html' title='I Took the Road less Traveled By.'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SjkZuh3v1AI/AAAAAAAABnA/NU3kQxvisng/s72-c/robert-frost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-6647837514337156569</id><published>2009-06-11T17:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:04:10.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Business!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.epa.gov/kidshometour/images/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 356px;" src="http://www.epa.gov/kidshometour/images/house.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the internet back on at my house, I got new rechargeable batteries for my camera and I just finished writing my guest blog for @lissarankin's website, www.owningpink.com . Stay tuned for when that is posted, I'm super excited that I was even considered to write for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a lot of things on my plate lately, who I am kidding, it's not just lately, it's all the time! I manage to find my joy in all of it. Today I was going over some bills and how much debt I am in, which isn't really that much considering the rest of America! But still, it is weight on my shoulders that I don't really care to have. I signed up with one of those financial companies a few months ago that help settle your debt, so that is under way. Not to mention my student loans and regular monthly bills. In January, Brawn and I were planning on buying a house from one of our friends. But the more I thought about it while going through the bills the more of a bad idea it seemed to be. Maybe not so much a bad idea, but a smarter idea to stay where we are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I moved out of my parents house in 2006, I have been bouncing all over the place. In fact, I have never stayed in place for more than 11 months. The thought of staying in our apartment, made me more excited than the thought of moving into the house. I think that might be a sign. Now I just need to talk it over with Brawn Brawn. He is usually okay with whatever I think is best. But when he doesn't, he speaks up. I love him :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really just want to do what is best for our future and right now we are comfortable. I think I should take advantage of our abundance and use to to get rid of our debt, and then we can work on saving for a house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-6647837514337156569?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6647837514337156569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=6647837514337156569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6647837514337156569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6647837514337156569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-in-business.html' title='Back in Business!'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-6224541221765626714</id><published>2009-06-10T11:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:11:21.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ripple Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Si_bDKAmN5I/AAAAAAAAAiE/ga2oJNbJi2w/s1600-h/,.nkk..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Si_bDKAmN5I/AAAAAAAAAiE/ga2oJNbJi2w/s200/,.nkk..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345732129985017746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I am always hesitant to post a new blog when I don't have new pictures to go with it, but my camera has been inoperable for the last couple weeks. I decided that putting off my blog due to my camera was not worth the anguish any longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I can't seem to get over the amazement of how much we all affect one another, mostly without making a conscience effort to. I use to work in a local bar here in Ennis called "The Wooden Nickel." It was the first job I came across sense I moved back to the Dallas area from Austin. There are so many of the "regulars" that LOVE me. They say I am a ray of sunshine. Not only do I love hearing that, but I love providing something enlightening in their day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     It is important for us to keep in mind that whether we realize it or not, each person we come into contact with on a daily basis is effected by our actions, words and attitude. Be someone that people miss when you are not around. Take a stand for your true self and live life to the fullest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-6224541221765626714?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6224541221765626714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=6224541221765626714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6224541221765626714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6224541221765626714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/ripple-effect.html' title='The Ripple Effect'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Si_bDKAmN5I/AAAAAAAAAiE/ga2oJNbJi2w/s72-c/,.nkk..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-5237655433117292739</id><published>2009-06-05T14:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T15:09:21.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Joy Journal</title><content type='html'>With much inspiration and enlightenment from @lissarankin, I decided to take it upon myself to create my very own "Joy Journal"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SilsLhXfxvI/AAAAAAAAAhc/-rJD3QLf92Q/s1600-h/joyjournal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SilsLhXfxvI/AAAAAAAAAhc/-rJD3QLf92Q/s200/joyjournal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343921378043086578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her website entitled Owning Pink is something every woman should take part in. Reading her blog posts always leaves me feeling refreshed and craving to get in touch with the inner, authentic me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please make reading Owning Pink part of your daily routine. You won't regret it! http://www.owningpink.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creating a Joy Journal has opened up a new window in my life. I have always wrote and kept journals. But starting this one was different. It had a set purpose and guidelines. I have found myself inspired and moved time after time. Everyday I write something new. My Joy Journal has also allowed me to take responsibility for my health and well being. Which, I believe is the first step in getting there. My Journal allows me to be present to the everyday miracles that occur in my life and I have made it a point to end my evening taking just 10 minutes to myself, I sit outside on my balcony and ask myself those three questions; What 3 things did I appreciate today? How did I own Pink today? And what inspired me today? They really do put things into perspective for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also take this time to visualize the things I desire in life. What I want for my future, how they make me feel and I allow the expression on my face to correspond with the emotion. It has been my experience, that doing these things allows what your truly want to come into play and much faster than would otherwise.  Just ask @mikedooley and @andydooley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance like no one is watching, love like you can't get hurt and laugh often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make your journey one that counts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-5237655433117292739?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5237655433117292739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=5237655433117292739' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5237655433117292739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5237655433117292739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-joy-journal.html' title='My Joy Journal'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SilsLhXfxvI/AAAAAAAAAhc/-rJD3QLf92Q/s72-c/joyjournal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-745915002722310092</id><published>2009-06-03T11:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:04:12.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant Steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sias7dW4teI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ODOlnc9SZHY/s1600-h/Another+Album+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sias7dW4teI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ODOlnc9SZHY/s200/Another+Album+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343148145414551010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching people grow up that you are close to is not always an easy task. We can provide them with knowledge, guidance, support and love in hopes that they will utilize these tools to create a safe path that guides them to their ultimate enlightenment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that all advice given is the right way to do things, we must create our own way and make our own decisions. However, I do believe that others opinions should be taken in to consideration before taking steps forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand the thought that one decision can change the rest of our lives. I can only hope that my loved one makes the right choice. I cannot hold them back from moving forward with their life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose wisely, for the steps you take are giant ones. If you only knew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-745915002722310092?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/745915002722310092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=745915002722310092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/745915002722310092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/745915002722310092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/giant-steps.html' title='Giant Steps'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sias7dW4teI/AAAAAAAAAhU/ODOlnc9SZHY/s72-c/Another+Album+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-1116662544175328760</id><published>2009-06-02T16:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:31:59.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enlightenment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiWZQjCkGUI/AAAAAAAAAhM/J-csVZjjttY/s1600-h/May+2009+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiWZQjCkGUI/AAAAAAAAAhM/J-csVZjjttY/s200/May+2009+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342845042507913538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost a pen that I was beginning to love between my office and my home. I must find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the actual topic of this blog: Enlightenment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a daily basis, we come into contact with situations and events that we can gain from or ignore. In my recent years it has become quite apparent to me that no matter the case I should walk away having gained some knowledge. Something occurred today that allowed me to be present to this thought once again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A client from the animal hospital I use to work out died early this morning from a heart attack. He woke up, took 3 gasps of air and died. No prior warning signs. I was not close to this person by any means. But it truly put me in a space of belittlement. Though I am constantly grateful for my life and appreciate the things the universe has blessed me with; Having the thought that one day, it is completely possible I might wake up and unexpectedly pass on to my next life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought left me feeling incomplete. So I took a stand for my life. I am committing myself to Loving, Living, Appreciating, Experiencing life to it's fullest. No matter the circumstances. No longer will I let little things irritate me or gossip about things that really don't matter. I have this opportunity to live in this place, in this time and be whom ever I wish to be, and that is a fact. I'm going to take advantage of that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare you to do the same. Ask yourself daily, "What if this is my last day in this life?" See where it takes you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out world. Here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-1116662544175328760?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1116662544175328760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=1116662544175328760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1116662544175328760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1116662544175328760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/alas-time-has-come.html' title='Enlightenment'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiWZQjCkGUI/AAAAAAAAAhM/J-csVZjjttY/s72-c/May+2009+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-7481621182900836336</id><published>2009-06-01T14:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:57:50.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute</title><content type='html'>I go through waves of inspiration and every time I'm not inspired, without realizing it, I stumble upon something that slaps me in the face a screams, "LOOK AT WHAT YOU ARE MISSING OUT ON!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do in fact, LOVE my life. However there are parts of it that are undeveloped, stale and practically waiting for the right moment to explode into something beautiful and unrecognizable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On twitter, I follow @lissarankin. I highly recommend you do to. Not only is she a fabulous inspiration to all women every where but she is motivated, loved, loving and adorable :). You can see all of this just by taking a gander at her blog: http://www.owningpink.com . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through said inspiration I am making a commitment to enlighten my life and those in it to push themselves to be who they really want to be. To see that whatever you want is completely possible. Who knows where this journey will take you, or me for that matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me and my adventures, who knows where life will take us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG THANKS to @lissarankin. Thank you for being who you are. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-7481621182900836336?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7481621182900836336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=7481621182900836336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7481621182900836336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7481621182900836336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/tribute.html' title='A Tribute'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-5971301106540283674</id><published>2009-06-01T13:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:16:40.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Love My Life"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiQa219au9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Oi3ADIYu0iQ/s1600-h/May+2009+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiQa219au9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Oi3ADIYu0iQ/s200/May+2009+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342424587468192722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. I totally, completely, without a doubt, LOVE my life. &amp; My Brawn &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-5971301106540283674?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5971301106540283674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1299337984847519337&amp;postID=5971301106540283674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5971301106540283674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5971301106540283674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-my-life.html' title='&quot;I Love My Life&quot;'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiQa219au9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Oi3ADIYu0iQ/s72-c/May+2009+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-6481822073384534146</id><published>2009-05-29T13:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T13:56:19.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Friday Friday</title><content type='html'>Sent some of my pics from NOLA to Walgreens yesterday to have them printed out. I'm going to make my way there this weekend to pick them up and get some of them framed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAuSWdY1_I/AAAAAAAAAds/XQK1NWzG7LI/s1600-h/Art+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAuSWdY1_I/AAAAAAAAAds/XQK1NWzG7LI/s200/Art+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341320050862774258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is a crappy photo of the AMAZING, ORGASMIC tortilla soup I made Wednesday, over night. I have never tasted anything so sweet. I'm gonna devour it, then make some more until I am tortilla souped out! Mmmm Tortilla soup. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more pictures from our NOLA Trip, fat and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvE17GGdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/r7y8RsBypWo/s1600-h/IMGP1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvE17GGdI/AAAAAAAAAeU/r7y8RsBypWo/s200/IMGP1949.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341320918302333394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvEA8pQbI/AAAAAAAAAeM/fdZBFYK9tL8/s1600-h/IMGP1914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvDdxC4_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/cLX1L3JT3Vg/s200/fdhgwert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341320894637859826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvDZQRAsI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Nj0vb3XFG60/s1600-h/dfgdg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvDZQRAsI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Nj0vb3XFG60/s200/dfgdg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341320893426631362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvu5lO7ZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/pEAGi9iGe70/s1600-h/NOLA+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvu5lO7ZI/AAAAAAAAAe8/pEAGi9iGe70/s200/NOLA+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341321640838884754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvuUn3IoI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Luak2DFVKZs/s1600-h/NOLA+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvuUn3IoI/AAAAAAAAAe0/Luak2DFVKZs/s200/NOLA+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341321630917796482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvtmajG2I/AAAAAAAAAes/lrnW0MRVwhk/s1600-h/megamega+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvtmajG2I/AAAAAAAAAes/lrnW0MRVwhk/s200/megamega+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341321618513927010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvs7V14WI/AAAAAAAAAek/c5OPSKWHw2I/s1600-h/IMGP2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvs7V14WI/AAAAAAAAAek/c5OPSKWHw2I/s200/IMGP2056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341321606951461218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SiAvsAWFQaI/AAAAAAAAAec/9h5w50R5Rik/s1600-h/IMGP2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-5574270138212779408</id><published>2009-05-27T08:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:19:51.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Best Wednesday Yet!</title><content type='html'>The first step to getting the things you want out of life is this: Decide what you want.    -Ben Stein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make it a good one! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-5574270138212779408?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5574270138212779408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-1806704228009861232</id><published>2009-05-26T08:28:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:18:34.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NOLA</title><content type='html'>Left on Friday morning with @laceofbase to start our exciting and daring adventure into New Orleans, Louisiana. The drive was longer than we wanted it to be, filled with traffic, intense rain storms and the worst pedicure/eye-brow waxing of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in New Orleans approximately 9 hours later with plans to tweetup with @champsuperstar on Bourbon Street at about 8:30-9:00. Meanwhile @laceofbase and I checked into Hotel St. Pierre, which wasn't what we thought it would be. The building was older, not level and the room was a lot smaller than expected. The one aspect that made the hotel worthwhile was the security guard. Very charming person, more than nice to us and willing to help out any chance he got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then proceeded to change and go down to Bourbon Street, where the partying starts at 10 A.M. and is generally continuing from the night before. Our first meal was at a steak and lobster restaurant called "Sammy's." The food was tasty and the drinks were strong. Lacy was drunk before we left and Bourbon Street live up to it's legacy. Met up with @champsuper star at Pat O's, hopped around to a few bars checking out several karaoke joints. Enjoyed dancing, singing, laughing to the vocal and dance styles of Jackie; a middle-aged woman who knew how to work the crowd. We ended up in a small daiquiri place and took a window seat. Several Drunk guys came over to visit with us, knocked over a drink, then the bartender kicked @champsuperstar, @laceofbase and myself out. The bartenders reasoning was that if we weren't sitting in his bar, those drunk guys wouldn't be in there either. Made sense. But damn him! Toward the end of the night we met up with @champsuperstars bf, @the_eric and went to Chuck's. An awesome bar with nice people and FAR FAR away from Bourbon. :) We had a great time there meeting everyone, taking shots, drinking water :) and getting lots of photo's taken by Valerie Guerra of Feng Shui Design (pics of which I plan to retrieve from her soon enough.) @laceofbase &amp;amp; I decided we were tired and should start heading back, blowing off the idea of taking a cab (big mistake.) We walked to our hotel. Got lost on the way. 2 scared, drunk, vulnerable white girls on the streets on New Orleans in the wee hours of Saturday morning, not a good idea. However we did make it home, holding hands the whole way. Not to mention the pulled leg muscle from walking faster than I've ever walked in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday afternoon we awoke and attempted to recover from our hangover. Grab some lunch at the Market Place Cafe a few blocks from our hotel and felt much better. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwQXpFHaEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/AeP8in4-es8/s1600-h/NOLA+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwQXpFHaEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/AeP8in4-es8/s200/NOLA+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340161256504911938" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shopped around at some of the flea markets and shops around the french quarter. Really neat things to see, some of it became redundant after a while. We then attempted to make our way to magazine street for some shopping. Asking locals for directions on how to get there was a mistake. 6 different people gave us 6 different directions. One of the waiters at a restaurant waving us in to come eat, told @laceofbase to stop strutting her "cat" around like that. When she was merely holding her dress so the wind wouldn't blow it. You know in cartoons when a cute girl walks by and the guys mouth drops to the floor. That is what @laceofbase 's face looked like except her jaw dropped out of being appalled and insulted. Then she bought a pair of shorts to wear under her dress so this problem wouldn't pose itself again. lol We finally made it to the Garden District after the trials and tribulations of finding our way. If it wouldn't of been for the cute and charming girls on the Street car, who knows where we would have ended up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Garden District made our visit and struggle worth while. Beautiful homes, interesting people, affordable and unique shopping and above ground cemeteries.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwQlhgcYMI/AAAAAAAAAdE/jUpYhkqRXYk/s1600-h/NOLA+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwQlhgcYMI/AAAAAAAAAdE/jUpYhkqRXYk/s200/NOLA+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340161494990217410" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We decided that for future trips to NOLA, should there be any, The Garden District is where we should stay. We went to a very charming coffee shop, "Still Perkin." Very inspiring and motivating for my coffee shop dream. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwQGapNbII/AAAAAAAAAc0/g3hYm1jETDw/s1600-h/NOLA+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwQGapNbII/AAAAAAAAAc0/g3hYm1jETDw/s200/NOLA+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340160960571993218" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ate at "Nacho Mama's," Mexican food; Delicious fajitas. &lt;br /&gt;Shopped around a little more and decided it would be in our best interest to take a cab home. This might of been the best idea we had the whole trip. The cab driver was an artist, trying to get his work in galleries. He was from Ethiopia and did paintings with the alphabet and numerical system from Ethiopia.  Very nice, personable guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a much needed nap we went to an improv-comedy show at Yo Mama's. Cool bar, great show. The much needed laughing gave us the relaxation we needed from the stressful day. After the show we walked around, avoiding Bourbon St. as much as possible and enjoyed the scenery of Jackson Square and got a beer from Flanagan's. &lt;a on=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwRNrrN-_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/WT0dgPDJTqE/s1600-h/NOLA+017.jpg"&amp;gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwRNrrN-_I/AAAAAAAAAdU/WT0dgPDJTqE/s200/NOLA+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340162184914533362" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwRe_jsHYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/sqnwCLQbX-k/s1600-h/NOLA+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwRe_jsHYI/AAAAAAAAAdc/sqnwCLQbX-k/s200/NOLA+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340162482309438850" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of our favorite parts of NOLA is being able to walk around the streets with drinks. Pap's Blue Ribbon, love it. Purple Haze too. :) Went home and passed out early, around 10 or 11, after we got some tasty Boudin and took it back to the hotel room. It was delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we woke up before noon and searched for breakfast. After about an hour of no success, we settled for a cafe on the corner near the Market place we had eaten the day before. The worst service I've EVER had at a restaurant and the food was not even close to being impressive. We then made our way to "New Orleans Gem &amp;amp; Lapidary," a charming jewelry store. Filled with one of a kind trinkets, gems, stones, pendants, charms, beads and so much more. The staff was wonderful and everything was more than reasonably priced. Got a cool Bracelet there. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwQ8dQmPsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/pI41bZWVzZo/s1600-h/NOLA+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwQ8dQmPsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/pI41bZWVzZo/s200/NOLA+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340161888987004610" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stopped and had beniets and coffee at Cafe Du Mond, of coarse. After that we went back to the hotel and got washed up and dressed to go on our swamp tour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Swamp Tour was something that we should have done the first day we were there. The drive there was very informative and we met some really cool people that were visiting from Wyoming. They informed us of a tour they had taken the day before that took them through the devastation of NOLA and gave information on where things were. We were jealous. The Swamp tour of Honey Island was fun and relaxing. Even got a jar of Honey to take with us. Love it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwWQI9x1oI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Ai1wQeGmMjI/s1600-h/NOLA+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwWQI9x1oI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Ai1wQeGmMjI/s200/NOLA+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340167724694886018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It seems that the informational tours and the more we were able to learn about the area, the more we enjoyed our trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the swamp tour we went to our hotel, packed up our things and decided to leave that evening. Not before stopping at Luke's Restaurant for the best meal and experience of our entire trip. The waiter made our night and the food was more than amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwPdMqMFSI/AAAAAAAAAcs/en9_MG8o2qY/s1600-h/NOLA+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwPdMqMFSI/AAAAAAAAAcs/en9_MG8o2qY/s200/NOLA+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340160252443366690" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, our trip had more than downs than ups. I really feel that if we had 1. Flown to Nola instead of drove, 2. Stayed in the Garden District and 3. Stayed for a longer period of time, we would have had a much better experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that made our trip worth while was without a doubt: @Champsuperstar, @The_Eric and Friends, The Garden District, Still Perkin Coffee House, The Cute Girls on the Street Car, The 4 guys from Wyoming on the Swamp Tour, The Bus driver for the Swamp tour and Honey Island Swamp Tour itself, The cab driver from Ethiopia, New Orleans Gem and Lapidary, the street artisits around Jackson Square, All the amazing art galleries and architecture around the french quarter, our security guard at the hotel, and without a doubt our charming, adorable waiter at Luke's Restaurant outside of the French Quarter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had we taken the Swamp Tour sooner and known about the other educational tours available I feel that we would have understood the city and it's people more. Not to mention having more of an understanding of exactly how much Hurricane Katrina truly devastated the community and is still in effect today. There is so much we don't know about NOLA that I would love to further explore in years to come. All in all, our trip was not a success. However, I feel that I walked away with a greater appreciation for Texas and Ennis. Not to mention a new found love of life. I am SO lucky to have the opportunity to travel, experience new places and things and come home to an even more amazing boyfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to next year? Who knows. But it's been decided that another vacation is in order before the summer is over to South Padre! Bikini Beach, here I come! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-1806704228009861232?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1806704228009861232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1806704228009861232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/nola.html' title='NOLA'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ShwQXpFHaEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/AeP8in4-es8/s72-c/NOLA+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-2919507788672166295</id><published>2009-05-12T22:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:26:16.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Older</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wwtt.org/HEART1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 714px; height: 679px;" src="http://www.wwtt.org/HEART1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year in September I will be 23. To some of you reading this, I'm sure you are saying, "I WISH I was 23 again!" But for me, 23 is exciting, fresh and new. I find it very interesting how much more comfortable I am in my own skin. How clearly my passions have become to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would meet a person that understood me, loved me and cared about me as much Brawn does. I have so much appreciation for him it's surreal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also never thought I would be so at peace with my family, friends, self and life in general.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-2919507788672166295?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2919507788672166295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/2919507788672166295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/getting-older.html' title='Getting Older'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-7059783975860973195</id><published>2009-05-06T08:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:05:47.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Write</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sinekpartners.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/08/04/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://sinekpartners.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/08/04/baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have always journaled for as long as I can remember. There was a period of time when I stopped journaling out of free that my mother would read my writings. It was a time in my life where I felt that my personal thoughts were just that, personal &amp; nothing I wanted to share with anyone else. My mother had a history of intruding on my privacy. The main reason this bothered me was because for as long as I can remember she had always said, "I will never go through your things or invade your privacy unless you give me a reason to." I was a really good kid growing up never got into any trouble unless I made a "C" on my report card and she still went through me things. Read my journals. Gave me a fear of writing for quite sometime. Until I moved out of the house at least. &lt;br /&gt;I have stacks upon stacks of journals. The only real reason I can ever remember writing is so that my kids will have a better understanding of who I am and where I have been in life as they get older and see me as their mom, no as a person. I want them to be able to read my writings and relate to me in the sense that, I too was once their age and am capable of understanding how they feel about things. I use it as a way to relate to my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-7059783975860973195?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7059783975860973195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7059783975860973195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-i-write.html' title='Why I Write'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-5528897453213515792</id><published>2009-05-03T13:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:33:55.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Article</title><content type='html'>http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles_of_faith/2009/05/dalai_lama_smar.html?p1=Well_MostPop_Emailed6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-5528897453213515792?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5528897453213515792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5528897453213515792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-article.html' title='Good Article'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-5110283914328830739</id><published>2009-04-30T08:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T08:56:46.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Matra</title><content type='html'>Good Morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Mantra is "Stop Complaining!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all been on the receiving side of someone who just won't&lt;br /&gt;stop complaining, so you know what it feels like.   You get&lt;br /&gt;tired of hearing them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you've done the "dishing out" too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get anxious, depressed, angry, and just plain tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complaining takes a lot of energy out of you, even on the&lt;br /&gt;receiving end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine the energy it takes from YOU when YOU do the&lt;br /&gt;complaining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what good does the complaining do? Does it solve anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. By the time we get done complaining, we could&lt;br /&gt;have done/said something productive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to "stop the complaining" - TELL someone, politely,&lt;br /&gt;that you just cannot listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Stop Complaining yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how much better you feel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol Wingert - http://www.carolwingert.com - Unleashing beauty&lt;br /&gt;on the world, one photograph at a time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty Twenty - Check out our nature classes at&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nativeeyes.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PO Box 478 , Connellsville, PA 15425, USA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-5110283914328830739?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5110283914328830739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5110283914328830739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/todays-matra.html' title='Today&apos;s Matra'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-8266825453843813235</id><published>2009-04-28T11:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:03:52.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I live my life according to the fact that thoughts become things. So why, on some days, is it so hard for me to wrap my brain around taking control of my thoughts. When I truly know that it is my thoughts that get me what I want and where I want. Dreary weather unmotivates me. I need to remotivate myself. I love Rachel Yamagata. Her voice is serene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-8266825453843813235?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8266825453843813235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8266825453843813235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-live-my-life-according-to-fact-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-4219906258991499924</id><published>2009-04-26T21:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:45:27.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation</title><content type='html'>Though I have fallen across this before. Sometimes, it's easy to forget the simplest things if we get caught up chaos. I choose how my life goes. It is up to me. My motivation is self produced. No excuses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-4219906258991499924?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4219906258991499924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4219906258991499924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/revelation.html' title='Revelation'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-3640404219954007317</id><published>2009-04-23T08:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T08:46:11.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let is S H I N E, girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SfBxD15kOYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/N0_4LXcr7yU/s1600-h/Me+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SfBxD15kOYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/N0_4LXcr7yU/s200/Me+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327882670001371522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling detached from my loved ones lately. I am assuming it because of the Benedryl I have been living off of due to the severity of my allergies. No fun, at all. It puts me in a position where I feel there is not enough time in the day. Feeling this way through out the week is normal for me. It's only because Brian and I don't get to spend that much time together really. But after the weekend comes, I always feel better. So I am looking forward to that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aiming for a smaller goal regarding my weight loss. I still have a larger goal in mind. However it is easier for me to put how I eat and exercise into perspective if I look at it on a smaller scale. So I am aiming for 2 pounds a week. If I do 2 lbs a week, I will be at my goal by mid July! And that excites me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-3640404219954007317?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3640404219954007317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3640404219954007317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-is-s-h-i-n-e-girl.html' title='Let is S H I N E, girl.'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SfBxD15kOYI/AAAAAAAAAcg/N0_4LXcr7yU/s72-c/Me+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-3771627228713726863</id><published>2009-04-20T08:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:54:58.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Author Unknown.</title><content type='html'>No one falls in love by choice, it's chance.&lt;br /&gt;No one stays in love by chance, it's by work.&lt;br /&gt;And no one falls out of love by chance, it's by choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-3771627228713726863?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3771627228713726863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3771627228713726863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/author-unknown.html' title='Author Unknown.'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-4359131473391429311</id><published>2009-04-17T12:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:18:49.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.eontarionow.com/images/Rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 506px; height: 338px;" src="http://www.eontarionow.com/images/Rain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For some reason I don't like eve numbers when I write, in art, or anything I am creating really, not too sure why? It is P O U R I N G today. I love it. I enjoy the rain when it doesn't last for a week. When it comes in spurts it pleases me. I was going to take a picture, but I need new camera batteries :( So here is an internet photo for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go splash in some puddles. Avoid the lightening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-4359131473391429311?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4359131473391429311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4359131473391429311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/rain-rain-rain-rain-rain.html' title='Rain Rain Rain Rain Rain'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-3749555103094786059</id><published>2009-04-16T13:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:10:52.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In need of AMAZING tattooing?</title><content type='html'>www.kylegiffentattoos.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-3749555103094786059?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3749555103094786059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3749555103094786059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-need-of-amazing-tattooing.html' title='In need of AMAZING tattooing?'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-5487089172932665512</id><published>2009-04-16T09:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:47:27.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No Blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I've slipped a bit on my weight loss journey. Gained 2 lbs according to the doctor Tuesday. But which scale am I REALLY suppose to trust?! I'm going to ignore my weight gain and keep on truckin. I am re-inspired and ready to get this sexy show back on the road. My bathing suit is getting closer and closer to needing to be worn. And my body is in no shape for it at all. My goal weight is 150. Right now, according to the doctor I am at 174, sadly. BUT I am committed and I know that if I keep to my word, other opportunities will become present to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am suppose to meet with the music man later next week to sing for him and try and get a band going. I am super nervous, but also super excited. I love to sing and over coming my fear of singing in front of people will be awesome. I just need to work on my timing and ignore my fear. Learning how to play guitar is still on my mind. I need someone to help teach me. My mom informed me the other day that she took lessons when she was younger and she wants to start playing again, so maybe that will turn into something. Who knows, Mama might be able to show me a thing or two?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-5487089172932665512?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5487089172932665512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5487089172932665512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time, No Blog.'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-8078728078714554458</id><published>2009-04-16T09:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:18:34.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Don't Divorce Us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3089746&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3089746&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3089746"&gt;"Fidelity": Don't Divorce...&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/couragecampaign"&gt;Courage Campaign&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-8078728078714554458?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8078728078714554458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8078728078714554458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/please-dont-divorce-us.html' title='Please Don&apos;t Divorce Us.'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-4625262653285292316</id><published>2009-04-06T12:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:16:19.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a new alarm clock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sdo41-pxblI/AAAAAAAAAa8/DG5Uh9C2oM0/s1600-h/Me+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sdo41-pxblI/AAAAAAAAAa8/DG5Uh9C2oM0/s200/Me+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321628409694088786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-4625262653285292316?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4625262653285292316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/4625262653285292316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-new-alarm-clock.html' title='I need a new alarm clock'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/Sdo41-pxblI/AAAAAAAAAa8/DG5Uh9C2oM0/s72-c/Me+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-8783569085868258756</id><published>2009-04-06T08:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:59:27.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrap it up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SdoJJyMdi7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/GjoqRcOiLzY/s1600-h/April+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SdoJJyMdi7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/GjoqRcOiLzY/s200/April+2009+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321575973389175730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like complaining. Just for a paragraph, don't worry! My throat hurts, I woke up late this morning, I feel unmotivated most likely because my body feels sick, I didn't get to see Max this weekend when he came into town :( MY house is still messy, I didn't complete any craft projects this weekend, Jack is bad sometimes, I worry intensely about my mother. I've been neglecting my father and I just can't seem to get enough sleep. Okay I am done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things that I want to do around my house, craft/decorating projects and what not. But most of the time, I get so excited about EVERYTHING I want to, I spaz out and just get a little done of each and then I really feel like I got no where. So in the future, I think I am just going to pick one project at a time and complete that before I start another. Then, maybe, just maybe I will feel like I got somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to plan a vacation for Brian and I. Something simple and cheap near the water. I'm looking into this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I feel better soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-8783569085868258756?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8783569085868258756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/8783569085868258756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/wrap-it-up.html' title='Wrap it up!'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SdoJJyMdi7I/AAAAAAAAAa0/GjoqRcOiLzY/s72-c/April+2009+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-6987455187214487566</id><published>2009-04-02T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:58:24.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Result of Being Late to Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SdTSh_vHU5I/AAAAAAAAAas/NPw9OCeB6hs/s1600-h/Jack+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SdTSh_vHU5I/AAAAAAAAAas/NPw9OCeB6hs/s200/Jack+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320108541317960594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-6987455187214487566?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6987455187214487566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6987455187214487566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/04/result-of-being-late-to-work.html' title='The Result of Being Late to Work'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/SdTSh_vHU5I/AAAAAAAAAas/NPw9OCeB6hs/s72-c/Jack+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-5410624306466835698</id><published>2009-03-25T14:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:55:39.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I am</title><content type='html'>Silky smooth &lt;br /&gt;beautifully bronze&lt;br /&gt;elegant curves&lt;br /&gt;bodacious buttocks&lt;br /&gt;luscious lips&lt;br /&gt;Flowing hair&lt;br /&gt;glowing eyes&lt;br /&gt;tight stomach&lt;br /&gt;firm thighs &lt;br /&gt;everything to tantalize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-5410624306466835698?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5410624306466835698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5410624306466835698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-i-am.html' title='Who I am'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-5485083371238449781</id><published>2009-03-24T14:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:15:57.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.tut.com/shop/images/M/andy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 184px;" src="https://www.tut.com/shop/images/M/andy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Words 4 Creating More Prosperity In Your Life Right Now!&lt;br /&gt;By andydooley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil Diamond wrote a song about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Seuss wrote a story about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neale Donald Walsh had a conversation with God about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s about time you woke up and started to talk about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two simple words that can transform your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it’s not fair to tell you to wake up. If you’re reading this you are awake. But are you conscious? Really conscious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this short blog. You will FEEL great, be wide awake and immediately start attracting more opportunities and prosperity into your life! Sound Good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on what you say after these two words you can immediately change what you’re attracting into your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE THESE 2 WORDS………?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you say the words I AM.  You are making one of the most powerful statements you can make. It will define who you are in the moment and who you’re becoming. Speaking the words I AM sets the universe into motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM statements are a powerful way to focus your energy and shift your vibration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you make I AM statements, you are putting the Law of Attraction into action. You are, in essence, creating a new story about who you are! The more you make I AM statements with emotion, the stronger your vibration becomes and the more attraction power will be created.  And before you know it, prosperity is flowing into your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are a list of I AM statements designed to shift your overall prosperity vibration of attraction. Read all of them and most importantly, feel the vibration of each one in your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM on a roll. I AM feeling good. I AM confident. I AM easy-going. I AM optimistic.  I AM cheerful.  I AM clear.  I AM excited. I AM going with the flow. I AM focused. I AM creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM Awesome, Amazing, Fun and Fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM always in the right place at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM attracting wonderful opportunities into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM beginning to experience the flow of prosperity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM becoming more prosperous in all areas of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM energized and buzzing with good vibes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM beginning to feel good all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM healthy, wealthy and wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM beginning to follow my bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM getting good at letting go and letting it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM smart.  I AM successful. I AM sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM attracting to me, all of my desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM feeling better and better every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM living with passion and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM enjoying the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM vibrating with success and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM a money magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM enjoying new streams of prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM beginning to dance with abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM finding money everywhere I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM beginning to see more opportunities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM feeling more and more prosperous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM attracting more prosperity into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM prosperous. I AM abundant. I AM wealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ALL THAT IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM PROSPEROUS! Woohoo! Boom, Chic-A-BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now please send a donation to andydooley.com.&lt;br /&gt;JUST KIDDING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - After writing this blog I took a walk around my neighborhood and found a one dollar bill! When I came back home there was a product order waiting for me in my inbox and I sold 3 more tickets to this weekends event in Jacksonville! Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-5485083371238449781?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5485083371238449781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/5485083371238449781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-words-4-creating-more-prosperity-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-7179344227134250922</id><published>2009-03-23T12:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:11:34.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Country Clock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.pbase.com/o6/62/16462/1/77352231.70ula9pG.CRW_7055ennisbluebonnetdock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 500px;" src="http://i.pbase.com/o6/62/16462/1/77352231.70ula9pG.CRW_7055ennisbluebonnetdock.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always seems to amaze me how people that live in the country have no since of rush, or hurry. Makes my since of urgency almost, cease to exist. Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-7179344227134250922?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7179344227134250922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7179344227134250922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/country-clock.html' title='The Country Clock'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-998464390155355834</id><published>2009-03-23T09:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:18:42.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am blessed, Blessed I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ii6cNw-WcQs/SUjRTslTCcI/AAAAAAAAAYI/CLXUo5X63R4/s400/22933682_400x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ii6cNw-WcQs/SUjRTslTCcI/AAAAAAAAAYI/CLXUo5X63R4/s400/22933682_400x400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With assistance from the all knowing, oh so generous Universe, I have been truly blessed in locating and perusing a job that I love. NOT ONLY do I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; what I do, but I am good at it. I love the people I work with/for. My hours are flexible and I am trusted to do my job. I am told that my performance is above Par and let me tell you, this is just fabulous. Never, did I think that I would be able to find a job that I loved as much as working @ Crystal Mountain Animal Hospital. Mission Accomplished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Thanks Universe(couldn't of done it without you.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-998464390155355834?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/998464390155355834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/998464390155355834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-blessed-blessed-i-am.html' title='I am blessed, Blessed I am.'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ii6cNw-WcQs/SUjRTslTCcI/AAAAAAAAAYI/CLXUo5X63R4/s72-c/22933682_400x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-3066581119212291448</id><published>2009-03-23T09:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:11:55.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe Spring has arrived..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ron.outcrop.org/images/dandelions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 600px;" src="http://ron.outcrop.org/images/dandelions.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving to work, a smile came across my face at my first glance of this year's Dandelions. Yes, yes the constant itchy eyes and uncontrollable sneezing was also a good indication that Spring has arrived. However, I find that the bright burst of yellow stretched along the road sides are much more official.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-3066581119212291448?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3066581119212291448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3066581119212291448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-believe-spring-has-arrived.html' title='I believe Spring has arrived..'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-7748957446625405598</id><published>2009-03-22T13:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:22:52.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScaB9DYqzAI/AAAAAAAAAag/-gqH6OavIiE/s1600-h/Art+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScaB9DYqzAI/AAAAAAAAAag/-gqH6OavIiE/s200/Art+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316079296038226946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days like these are a nightmare for me. &lt;br /&gt;These are my bad days.&lt;br /&gt;By most standards (including my own,) not really that bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the surface of my skin, creativity is boiling.&lt;br /&gt;You can almost catch a whiff of rainbows,&lt;br /&gt;as they attempt ooze out of my pores. &lt;br /&gt;No resolution.&lt;br /&gt;There are bars encasing my brain.&lt;br /&gt;Unable to escape, &lt;br /&gt;the rainbows fester in the turmoil that is my creativity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-7748957446625405598?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7748957446625405598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/7748957446625405598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/trapped.html' title='Trapped'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScaB9DYqzAI/AAAAAAAAAag/-gqH6OavIiE/s72-c/Art+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-6827116935129332361</id><published>2009-03-22T00:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:33:42.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mhmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScXNpsSCX7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/ifuH71eIcUs/s1600-h/Brian+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScXNpsSCX7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/ifuH71eIcUs/s200/Brian+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315881051325882290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feet ache, eyes are dry, cravin some lovin, missing out on fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want money. I want to make money doing something I enjoy. I want to make a lot of it. A LOT. I want lots LOTS of friends. I want to be constantly surrounded by color. I want the people in my life to know that I appreciate and adore them all. I want happiness, love, joy, harmony, health. I want a sexy body, I want to travel, I want Jack to smell good, I want to live forever in form or another, I want to know things, I want to see things, I want to help people, I want THE WORLD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-6827116935129332361?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6827116935129332361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/6827116935129332361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/mhmm.html' title='Mhmm'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScXNpsSCX7I/AAAAAAAAAaY/ifuH71eIcUs/s72-c/Brian+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-1981973356729463893</id><published>2009-03-19T12:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:49:28.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating a New Foundation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.entheosweb.com/images/photoshop/rainbow_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 255px;" src="http://www.entheosweb.com/images/photoshop/rainbow_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather and step-grandmother, in the past have had some falling outs. They are both coming to visit in May or June this year (from New Hampshire) and I want to create something better than what we have in regards to our relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating Complete Love, Joy, Harmony &amp; Understanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be magnificent, I just KNOW it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-1981973356729463893?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1981973356729463893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1981973356729463893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/creating-new-foundation.html' title='Creating a New Foundation'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-1054378204903695345</id><published>2009-03-19T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:55:27.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Took Guts to Post This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScJqpSEdh8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/srjpc-Tw_1A/s1600-h/Art+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScJqpSEdh8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/srjpc-Tw_1A/s200/Art+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314927767708338114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt I needed to post this to come to complete terms with the fact that I am/was very unhappy with the weight that I let myself get to. At the end of April I will post a picture showing my progress. If all goes as planned, it will be a bikini photo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-1054378204903695345?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1054378204903695345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1054378204903695345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/took-guts-to-post-this.html' title='Took Guts to Post This'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScJqpSEdh8I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/srjpc-Tw_1A/s72-c/Art+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-1632002419290945414</id><published>2009-03-19T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:53:06.437-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikram Yoga.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScJqUqkvjJI/AAAAAAAAAaI/jSKpWkVhe_M/s1600-h/bikramyoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScJqUqkvjJI/AAAAAAAAAaI/jSKpWkVhe_M/s200/bikramyoga.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314927413508934802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-1632002419290945414?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1632002419290945414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1632002419290945414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/bikram-yoga.html' title='Bikram Yoga.'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SZRCTAlnv5o/ScJqUqkvjJI/AAAAAAAAAaI/jSKpWkVhe_M/s72-c/bikramyoga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-3789358402269319423</id><published>2009-03-19T10:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:49:03.445-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everyday is a new adventure! I'm thrilled of my upcoming ventures and the summer making it's day view in 2009. Next week Andrea and I are going to start doing Bikram Yoga on Tuesdays. I have taken a class before, it is wonderful and definitely a challenge. My life has taken an amazing turn in the last couple of months regarding my health. I have changed my lifestyle completely and have become very happy and excited about getting and staying healthy. I am continuously looking for ways to improve my activity levels. On Sundays I include Jack in my exercise routine; we started going to the dog park with Lacy on Sundays, it's super. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am visualizing Complete and total, Wealth, Health and Happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is rich with so much already, I am ALWAYS ready for more. Bring it Universe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-3789358402269319423?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3789358402269319423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3789358402269319423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-back-sunshine.html' title='Welcome Back Sunshine'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-3410123431109102683</id><published>2009-03-13T14:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:03:09.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>When I met Brian, I became excited that I had met someone that I actually considered marriage to be a real possibility with. The thought of marriage these last few days just makes me sick to my stomach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I still love Brian dearly, always will. But after having the conversation with his sister about why his mom doesn't like me, I have been totally turned off from our whole relationship. I haven't been myself with him. I have been moody and irritable. I treat him differently. It's frustrating BC to some extent, these last couple days it feels like any other relationship I have been in. I don't want that. We have always felt exceptional. I would like things to stay that way. I'm sure in time I will get over these unecessary emotions I have taken on. But for now I remain with that disatisfying, "yuck" taste in my mouth. Maybe it's just the rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I'm even tired of that word.. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;marriage&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, it's not special. The meaning I had placed behind it is shattered. It was stolen from me. Damn you big mouth Lisa. Thanks a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-3410123431109102683?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3410123431109102683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/3410123431109102683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1299337984847519337.post-1306078717248760702</id><published>2009-03-13T14:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:03:48.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The rain, the cold, and my snot</title><content type='html'>I can really only enjoy the rain for so long. I'm over this weather and was looking forward to summer. The idea of summer motivates me to go the gym, to eat better and to be happy and excited. With the cold, I just want to go to sleep. Art's &amp; crafts aren't as fun in the cold. It's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1299337984847519337-1306078717248760702?l=ivegotanangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1306078717248760702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1299337984847519337/posts/default/1306078717248760702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ivegotanangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/rain-cold-and-my-snot.html' title='The rain, the cold, and my snot'/><author><name>Megan Monique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08686089199082103735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uqhVYqlbQvA/TntfoU2qcAI/AAAAAAAAEq0/qlFdl9N-UcQ/s220/DSC01598.JPG'/></author></entry></feed>
