<?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-7916774</id><updated>2012-01-11T14:30:24.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doodles</title><subtitle type='html'>♪♫ feels like home to me ♪♫</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-4766469447548729748</id><published>2007-08-16T12:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:03:57.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO and update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WELL I've been told a couple of times to update this bad boy, so here we go. Leeeeet's see, the summer is slowly coming to an end. My forehead gets sticky as I whirl my new rag mop around the messy floor of the daycare lunchroom, and my nose wrinkles as I dump the compost in the greenbins. Sound exciting? Well let me tell you, being a janitor at the daycare has really been ...interesting...It's really a love hate relationship, I love the pay, love the hours, love the shape it's gotten me into, and love the "character" building it's been doing. Overall it was a really good summer job that'll look good on my resume. However, there were a few things that really made it hard to go into work sometimes. For one, I worked alone a lot, which for anyone who knows me, I am quite the social butterfly. Another problem was the pain...EVERYTHING is lifting, and not just lifting normal things, but being a daycare everything is pretty much from my knees on down. Lifting mop buckets, toy bins, food trays, little stubby tables and chairs; and most of this had to be hauled up and down stairs. Well not that it was so bad, except for the part where I strained muscles in my chest and abdomen. However, I do have some new muscles to show for this, which is pretty exciting. So as you can see, there are a couple things about the job that just weren't very happy, but it really has been a blessing over the summer. My back will eventually stop hurting and I'll be glad that I endured through it. OK now that was just a little rant about my summer job, next in line is other stuff that's going on. AHEM...I uh...turned 19...and um...I did some other stuff over the summer...went to Ikea a couple of times...alright so maybe there isn't a whole lot going on but overall it's been a pretty good summer with family and friends and it's alright that it's ending soon cause I get to see Nathan again and go back to my happy place in PEI! Now here's a little picture for you! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099386475578269234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xW9L0AlJkn4/RsSo-1lGHjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tHKNwBiWXX4/s320/DSCF4247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My sister Corrie and I after dancing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-4766469447548729748?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/4766469447548729748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=4766469447548729748' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/4766469447548729748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/4766469447548729748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-and-update.html' title='SO and update...'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xW9L0AlJkn4/RsSo-1lGHjI/AAAAAAAAAAY/tHKNwBiWXX4/s72-c/DSCF4247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-117252345165955400</id><published>2007-02-26T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T12:57:31.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited for life!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just get excited for life and what's going on. For example, right now I'm excited to be here in PEI, I'm excited for summer in Hamilton, and I'm excited to return back to PEI next fall and start a full year of MCC. I'm excited for camp, excited to find work, excited to meet new people, and excited for those warm summer nights of goofing off on the front porch with my sisters. And as I think of all these excitements I need to realize that these things will come and go, these things will pass and then what? Although they bring happiness, they are temporary, and they are not the makings of pure joy. Joy is not necessarily happiness, but eternal satisfaction in the presence of the Holy Sirit in our lives and the blessings associated with it. We will still face trials and times of pain, but in us dwells a power greater than all evil ready to overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;em&gt;When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought joy to my soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                  -Psalm 94:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting plans may come and go, but we can always look to our Joy in Jesus Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-117252345165955400?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/117252345165955400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=117252345165955400' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/117252345165955400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/117252345165955400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2007/02/excited-for-life.html' title='Excited for life!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-117122168742190281</id><published>2007-02-11T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T11:21:27.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shabam!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/1600/91602/DSCF2949.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has been O' so long since I've graced all my friend with a post. It's been quite eventful here on the island, lots of Java and lots of sick. Man I feel like death lately, it'll be good to get rid of this flu. On a lighter note, I have managed to clean my room, mostly, AND I bought a dress for $2.99. .just thought I'd share that. Wow. . I really don't have a lot to say right now, my brain is pretty much mush. So that's all for now I guess,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-117122168742190281?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/117122168742190281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=117122168742190281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/117122168742190281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/117122168742190281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2007/02/shabam.html' title='Shabam!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116862251408914269</id><published>2007-01-12T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T09:21:54.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably time for an update</title><content type='html'>Well I'm all moved in to MCC and greatly enjoying it thus far. Can't say I'm sad about not being home, actually I'm doing really well with that. WHOOP. .yeah I don't have a whole lot to say, so tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116862251408914269?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116862251408914269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116862251408914269' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116862251408914269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116862251408914269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2007/01/probably-time-for-update.html' title='Probably time for an update'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116767872769416044</id><published>2007-01-01T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T11:12:56.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Christmas Party and New Years Eve</title><content type='html'>Well, this weekend brought two lovely parties. The Irbensen Christmas party and a New Years Eve party. They were both very fun and produced some wonderful pictures. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/1600/310686/100_2919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/921550/100_2919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/179923/100_2984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't worry that is a non-alcoholic drink. .no for real, seriously&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/34907/100_2983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lantz and Matthew counting down crazily with their champonade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well that's all forks, have a good New Years!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116767872769416044?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116767872769416044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116767872769416044' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116767872769416044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116767872769416044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2007/01/late-christmas-party-and-new-years-eve.html' title='Late Christmas Party and New Years Eve'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116693482792204916</id><published>2006-12-23T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T20:33:47.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yipee</title><content type='html'>Well it seems that some sort of sickness has been cast upon me just in time for the holidays. I'm coughy, gaggy, and by golly my stomach muscles hurt! OH well, it's CHRISTMAS! YAY! Merry Christmas! and God Bless Us, Everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116693482792204916?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116693482792204916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116693482792204916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116693482792204916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116693482792204916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/yipee.html' title='Yipee'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116685287580441365</id><published>2006-12-22T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:47:55.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What else do you do at 12 am?</title><content type='html'>Here are some odd pictures of Me, Sam, and Caitlin being ganstah at 12 am. ..it all started when Sam borrowed a coat. Then we broke out the "limps". .go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/839929/100_2589.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/851677/100_2601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/373406/100_2611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/635785/100_2671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/419411/100_2674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116685287580441365?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116685287580441365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116685287580441365' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116685287580441365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116685287580441365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-else-do-you-do-at-12-am.html' title='What else do you do at 12 am?'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116667608984384853</id><published>2006-12-20T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T20:41:29.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twinkle Lights</title><content type='html'>WELL it's getting closer to Christmas and we &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; don't have any snow. I'm having a hard time getting in the Christmas mood, but I'll have fun. Sam came home last Sunday, which was a treat. ..but then I realized how soon I'm leaving, how much I have to do before I go, how much I'm going to miss my family, sisters, *ahem7-11cough*, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/415092/100_2527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brief pause to enjoy a picture. .moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm getting a tad bit nervous about moving, but I know I will have such a great time out there. I think what worries me most is getting all my school junk done while I'm out there. It's just a lot . .yeah a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/1600/821071/100_2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/13011/100_2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another picture to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I have to say, it's piddly, I know, but I don't have a whole lot to talk about. Well, I did go shopping yesterday and ended up returning at 5 am, but that's another story. ..well I hope you're happy Vinnie *shakes fist*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116667608984384853?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116667608984384853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116667608984384853' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116667608984384853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116667608984384853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/twinkle-lights.html' title='Twinkle Lights'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116554804762957436</id><published>2006-12-07T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T19:20:47.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherwood Lanes on a Thursday Night</title><content type='html'>The following post will be about as exciting as the above title. Tonight my parents and I went bowling with a family from our church. We had a kid's team, Me and 3 kids from the other family, and a parent team (quite fun). Well, haha, this is so shameful. .my lane had bumpers in the gutters and I still lost to the three kids under 12 years old. What a humbling experience! OH and to make things better, it was 5-pin bowling. .so I should really be burying my head right now! But it was still something to do. Now earlier today I went to work and was stressed to the MAX with the school-age kids because I'm kinda sick and can't really be heard. ..it stinks. Tomorrow I'll be with them all day, but hopefully I'll be put with the juniors and seniors for the day. .that'd be nice. Well, the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116554804762957436?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116554804762957436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116554804762957436' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116554804762957436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116554804762957436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/sherwood-lanes-on-thursday-night.html' title='Sherwood Lanes on a Thursday Night'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116543458457567681</id><published>2006-12-06T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T11:49:44.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ask yourself if you're ready for an Elise. ."</title><content type='html'>So one day I was browsing the internet when I came across this bad boy, a &lt;a href="http://www.lotuscars.com/"&gt;Lotus Elise.&lt;/a&gt; Pretty cool if you ask me. Anyhoo, on to more exciting things. On Monday we went to the states for a day to shop for cheap groceries and stuff. I was supposed to get contacts there buy my eye doctor here is a moron and keeps giving us the wrong perscription, I think on purpose. So that didn't happen, but I still had a good day. It also snowed a lot while we were there and took us a while to get home, but I enjoyed it. While we were there I also managed to whack my head really hard on the back hatch of the van, and I now have a sore lump upon my head. So now on to Tuesday. Tuesday I did stuff around the house and then went to a Starbuck's Christmas party where our whole church was invited because, well, we're that good. I decided to wear a skirt even though I took the bus and I froze a little, but hey that's the price of fashion. Well, that's the end of my story which leads me to conclude that I just wasted a good minute of your time, and about a good 5 of mine. Back to work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116543458457567681?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116543458457567681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116543458457567681' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116543458457567681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116543458457567681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/ask-yourself-if-youre-ready-for-elise.html' title='&quot;Ask yourself if you&apos;re ready for an Elise. .&quot;'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116502215232982955</id><published>2006-12-01T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T17:15:52.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeepers I got a lot of stuff!</title><content type='html'>Well, my room is officially a disaster! I've been piling, storing, junking, sorting, and condensing my stuff .. and it seems to have formed a few drifts in my room. My goal is to move all my stuff either into a closet, the basement, and/or my two suitcases, HOWEVER, I have a lot of stuff! So this should be very interesting and I'll see what I end up taking with me in January. . .it'll be a hoot if anything (can't go without your wreath of twinkle lights!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/1600/54765/DSCF2697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/900611/DSCF2697.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room (in case you didn't guess)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116502215232982955?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116502215232982955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116502215232982955' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116502215232982955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116502215232982955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/12/jeepers-i-got-lot-of-stuff_01.html' title='Jeepers I got a lot of stuff!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116451463328456276</id><published>2006-11-25T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T20:17:13.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Nothings</title><content type='html'>Well I truly don't know what to write about, so here comes some nonsense. Oh wait, I do have something! So I've spent many a good times up here in Caitlin's room, it's cozy and full of laughter. I've eaten, played video games, enjoyed chocolate, talked, scratched some lottery tickets (they were sent to her for her birthday) and much much more. Truth is, I'm going to miss Caitlin's roo.  .I mean Caitlin, when I move out in January. I really hope it's not hard for me to adjust because I spend so much time with Caitlin and my family. I know I'll be surrounded by friends, but I still wonder how it will go. Well anyhoo, this laptop is hot and I am sitting in an uncomfy position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116451463328456276?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116451463328456276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116451463328456276' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116451463328456276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116451463328456276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/sweet-nothings.html' title='Sweet Nothings'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116354680382120125</id><published>2006-11-14T15:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T16:10:09.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♪All the lonely people, where do they all belong?♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I took the bus home from work today and it was pretty dark. Thankfully my bus didn't zoom past me like it did not too long ago, and as I boarded I casually swiped my bus pass through the slide and the machine belted "special." The bus wasn't loaded but there were quite a few on board, an elderly woman sat accross from me, a middle aged woman beside me, an older man on the other side; just people. I knew nothing about these people, and yet every one of them had potential to be great in the kingdom of God. Maybe some already were, maybe some were battling with it, perhaps some have never given God a thought. At this rate I'll never know, I've lost concact, and I never really had it. Whatever my excuse may be: "I'm too shy," or "they look creepy," whatever, a simple "hello" can go a long way. I generally act pleasant, but sometimes I just join the rest of the riders in the "I"m-just-getting-to-where-I-need-to-go" mentality. Will people I see on the bus or the streets see a difference in me? Or will I blend into the bustling city centre, just going my way, just getting through it? If I saw myself through life, would I be happy with what I saw or would I be yelling to myself "why didn't you do something?" or "why didn't you say something?" I have these fake crocs that were on an uber swell sale, I didn't need them, and they were too big, but they were comfy. Then I see a man walking downtown with shoes that are too small, his heels hang over the back. I see the same man again, &lt;i&gt;while&lt;/i&gt; I'm wearing my to- big, too-cheap shoes. I honestly wanted to give them to him, but didn't. Why didn't I just hop out of the van and hand them to him? I would have gladly done it, but I let the moment pass by because of my shyness and non-sporadic attitude. I like to look at this life as a test, and we have 72 years or so to store up treasures in heaven. However I can't help but be enveloped in the world, constructing this "personal bubble", and just living my life. The apostle James in his letter to the twelve tribes says: &lt;blockquote&gt;14What good is it, my brothers, if a man claims to have faith but has no deeds? Can such faith save him? 15Suppose a brother or sister is without clothes and daily food. 16If one of you says to him, "Go, I wish you well; keep warm and well fed," but does nothing about his physical needs, what good is it?17In the same way, faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.&lt;br /&gt;-James 2:14-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I never do anything, but there is a whole aching world at our fingertips and I know that I myself am very impersonal to those I don't know. I could give and serve all I want, and that in itself is very important, but sometimes a pat on the back or a "how are you doing?" is what's really needed. This may not be a physical need, but it truly is a need for everybody. I like doing good, it makes me happy, but somehow I find it hard to just come out and talk to a stranger. I know that nothing bad could really come out of it, and if they say something to me first I'm fine, but it's that big barrier of me saying something first that gets me. I think what this is really about is overcoming that barrier of meekness and doing what needs to be done. These are my thoughts for today, and I hope you don't find them too random or unorganized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;Elise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116354680382120125?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116354680382120125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116354680382120125' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116354680382120125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116354680382120125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-lonely-people-where-do-they-all_14.html' title='♪All the lonely people, where do they all belong?♪'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116249014786262944</id><published>2006-11-02T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T09:55:47.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!</title><content type='html'>So it's pretty much official now; I'm going to MCC in January. I'm so excited about being there again, and there really isn't a better place to learn about God than at a happy place. I'm pumped and ready to go.. .hurry up January!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116249014786262944?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116249014786262944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116249014786262944' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116249014786262944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116249014786262944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/yes.html' title='YES!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116248584963803809</id><published>2006-11-02T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T08:44:58.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva Longoria??</title><content type='html'>Well these are my celebrity look-alikes, creepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - trace your ancestors" alt="MyHeritage - trace your ancestors" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/G/storage/site1/files/16/15/46/161546_89298572e1a4548tu3kp08.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116248584963803809?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116248584963803809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116248584963803809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116248584963803809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116248584963803809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/11/eva-longoria.html' title='Eva Longoria??'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116235986606910927</id><published>2006-10-31T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T21:44:26.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Canned-Goods!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight was our annual halloween food drive. We had a lot of help and got a lot of area covered in hardly any time, which is great. It's amazing how willing some of the people are, with bags ready at the door, and if you're extra sweet, candy too. It was great, I went as "Funshine Bear", but I think a lot of people thought I didn't have a costume on. .no fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/1600/DSCF2398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/DSCF2398.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me as "funshine bear" in case you didn't get that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116235986606910927?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116235986606910927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116235986606910927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116235986606910927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116235986606910927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/trick-or-canned-goods.html' title='Trick or Canned-Goods!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116225455152824469</id><published>2006-10-30T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T16:29:11.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold, wet, and rainy</title><content type='html'>So Saturday afternoon we delivered flyers for the halloween food drive coming up. It was really cold and rainy, and I ended up with numb hands and wet feet. BUT I still managed to get some delivered. Then on Sunday we had to deliver the rest of the flyers, however this time I was a stupid-head and decided to wear my clicky shoes that day. So my feet ended up hurting but we still got the rest of the flyers delivered. whoop. I really haven't been doing much lately, just a lot of homework, and today I worked for the first time in a couple of weeks. So I am now a workaholic. .pretty much. That's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116225455152824469?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116225455152824469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116225455152824469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116225455152824469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116225455152824469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/cold-wet-and-rainy.html' title='Cold, wet, and rainy'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116187592567825640</id><published>2006-10-26T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T08:18:55.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sha la la</title><content type='html'>Well it's time for a good ol' update. Last tuesday I flew home from PEI which was pretty darn sad. I spent most of wednesday wishing I was back in PEI goofing off or losing badly at foozeball. .. sigh. I had such a great time and was hardly ever alone, whereas here I spend a lot of time alone. not fun. Then this morning Laura and I had a meeting with someone who needed a logo design for his candy company, but he turned out to be a big jerk-wad who would pretty much use me as his logo slave (no lump sum &lt;i&gt;or&lt;/i&gt; royalties). He was ok, but I or Laura couldn't commit to the time he needed. Now I have a ton of homework to catch up on if I ever want to see MCC this fall. Yes that's right, I've pretty much decided that I'm going there next fall and would like to do so in Janurary but really can't. I need to be there, and I really want to learn more about the bible. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116187592567825640?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116187592567825640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116187592567825640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116187592567825640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116187592567825640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/sha-la-la.html' title='Sha la la'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116128113479383162</id><published>2006-10-19T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T11:05:34.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>red dirt</title><content type='html'>SO as many of you already know, I'm in P.E.I visiting dearest Sam. It's a hoot! Today my foot even started to bleed after having so much fun (we walked to some stores). Exalt will start soon and that will be even hooti-er. . or something. Well I'm off to bug John M.. . muhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116128113479383162?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116128113479383162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116128113479383162' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116128113479383162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116128113479383162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/red-dirt.html' title='red dirt'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-116045425946159482</id><published>2006-10-09T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T21:28:03.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Geniusness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv5zWaTEVkI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pv5zWaTEVkI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-116045425946159482?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/116045425946159482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=116045425946159482' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116045425946159482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/116045425946159482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/10/pure-geniusness.html' title='Pure Geniusness!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115946716859088013</id><published>2006-09-28T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T11:13:12.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well it's break time at work and I must say it's the best time for break. 1:30-2:30, the kids are still all sleeping, and by the time I get back in most of the beds will probably be put away. I really don't have much to say other than: "hey, I like Audrey Hepborn!" &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/AUDREY_HEPBURN2%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I've also decided that I am addicted to caffine, I &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; be. Today I woke up at 7:55 and I was supposed to be leaving the house at 8:00, take the bus, and be at work by 9:00. Usually Caitlin and I wake up earlier so we can stop for coffee on the way, but today, seeing as we were running late, we had to rush strait to the bus. . .which we missed. SO I make coffee once we get to work and it turns out pretty weak for my liking but two cups later I find myself typing fast and feeling happy (my caffine side-affect). Ahem. . in conclusion, coffee good! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Picture: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ronmwangaguhunga.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_ronmwangaguhunga_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://ronmwangaguhunga.blogspot.com/2004_11_07_ronmwangaguhunga_archive.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115946716859088013?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115946716859088013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115946716859088013' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115946716859088013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115946716859088013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/elegante.html' title='Elegante!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115946620374004349</id><published>2006-09-28T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:56:43.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to dance, I'm going to dance, I'm going to dance. .and have some fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115946620374004349?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115946620374004349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115946620374004349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115946620374004349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115946620374004349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-going-to-dance-im-going-to-dance-im.html' title='I&apos;m going to dance, I&apos;m going to dance, I&apos;m going to dance. .and have some fun!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115920669709706815</id><published>2006-09-25T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T10:51:37.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carded on the HSR</title><content type='html'>So a couple of days ago I was hopping on a bus to work when I cooly slip my "Secondary Student" ticket into the slot. I AM registered in an Ontario high school (annoyingly enough) so this IS legit. Well the bus driver asks to see my student I.D., and not being one from Hamilton but rather a stupid little business card printed in grayscale, it doesn't look so legit. He gives me attitude and I try to explain that it's internet high school. . fool. Well I guess he was doing his job, you know, just &lt;em&gt;assuming&lt;/em&gt; I'm not in high school anymore. All I know is I can't pass as someone over 23, and it is possible for 23 year-olds to still be attending high school. However, it is pushing it for a 23 year-old to buy student tickets. But really, I'm 18! And I just happened to buy a crisp strip of hot pink student tickets. .  .jerks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115920669709706815?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115920669709706815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115920669709706815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115920669709706815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115920669709706815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/carded-on-hsr.html' title='Carded on the HSR'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115859478440082654</id><published>2006-09-18T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T15:55:37.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch. . .!</title><content type='html'>SO, I had my wisdom teeth removed early last friday morning. It was a perfect grey day for such an event as I walked into the oral surgeon's office. The whole thing was a weird experience, I normally !DO NOT DO! needles, however I sat there like a good little girl with sticky heart rate thingys on my chest watching the monitor go UP UP UP down. So I don't remember much after they gave me the sleepy stuff, but I'm pretty sure I dreamed about "It" that creepy clown movie which I've never even seen. So anyhoo, the nurse wakes me up after and I'm pretty out of it, and it's all so timeless, it could've been hours or seconds. So I lay down in the little "recovery" room and try to show that I'm ok to my parents but this is hard with about 2 lbs. of gauze stuffed in my mouth. .so I start signing "n-i-c-e-n-a-p" WHAT was that all about? The nurse tries to give me a Tylonal 3 with some apple juice, but my face is so numb that I just drool all of it out on my 2002 MCC exalt shirt. . .bloody, drooly, apple juice stains down the front (who picked white anyway?).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115859478440082654?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115859478440082654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115859478440082654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115859478440082654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115859478440082654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/ouch.html' title='ouch. . .!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115755479827265809</id><published>2006-09-06T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T07:59:58.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom teeth?</title><content type='html'>Why are they called wisdome teeth? Why are they there? What are their purpose other than to cause pain an misery? Well as you may have guessed, I'm getting my wisdom teeth out. I really haven't thought about it, which is weird for me. Normally I'd be freakin out about having any kind of surgery that involves a needle. But, the freakin probably won't come until the night before or as the needle is drawing closer to my arm. ..shudder. See I want them out, because A: I think they're starting to hurt, and B: I don't want them disrupting my years of orthodontics. SO out they go, stupid jerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115755479827265809?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115755479827265809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115755479827265809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115755479827265809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115755479827265809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/wisdom-teeth.html' title='Wisdom teeth?'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115751605996537209</id><published>2006-09-05T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:14:19.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aaahh. ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school started today for a lot of people, except myself. My school, being an internet high school, is dealing with some "technical difficulties" with the start-up. &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; really can't complain, however, it stinks because the longer this goes on the closer we come to our first deadline, meaning I'll have to get a certain amount done in my 9 courses before the end of the month. . .so you know. ..no complaining. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/meandsam%20%284%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span  align="center" style="font-size:78;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yeah, here's a completely random picture of myself for you to enjoy, moving on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But anyhoo, life is good, I worked at the daycare today, the kids are cute, then after I stayed to help demolish the church basement for the new daycare program. I got to carry long rolls of old carpeting, haul some stuff in a wheelbarrow, including Laura, and &lt;em&gt;RIP&lt;/em&gt; some carpeting tacks out of the floor. . .SO satisfying. Sigh, yeah, that was my day in a nutshell, you know, just in case you cared or somethin . .i dunno. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115751605996537209?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115751605996537209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115751605996537209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115751605996537209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115751605996537209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/aaahh.html' title='aaahh. ..'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115731727109221918</id><published>2006-09-03T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T14:01:11.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a change</title><content type='html'>I have decided that my blog needed a little change. . .so I redesigned the whole darn thing. As you can remember it lacked personality and charm, because my template was made by some guy I don't know, and now it's made by someone I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; know.. .aka me. NOW on to more exciting things, ahem... oh that's right, my life is lacking in the excitement department right now so I'll catch ya'll up on that later when something worthy has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115731727109221918?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115731727109221918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115731727109221918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115731727109221918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115731727109221918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/09/time-for-change.html' title='Time for a change'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115604127180719769</id><published>2006-08-19T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T19:34:31.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My trip to the petting zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO big news, yesterday I went to a petting zoo. . I know, it's so thrilling. Well actually our youth group took a trip to Port Dover for the day where Sam, Carrie, and I swam for about 10 minutes, got dressed, then pretty much walked around and ate the rest of the time. After Port Dover we drove through Jarvis to visit the CornFest. Being as cheap as I am, I spent most the time at the petting zoo and riding on the teeder todders. .observe. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/DSCF2069.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Llama &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/DSCF2082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Goat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/DSCF2093.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Teeder Toddering&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/DSCF2102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This picture is pretty self-explanitory, so let's move on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So after all that, we went to Selkirk church for their youth rally shing ding, which was also pretty swell. SO that's my big day, any questions.  ..? That's what I thought&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115604127180719769?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115604127180719769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115604127180719769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115604127180719769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115604127180719769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-trip-to-petting-zoo.html' title='My trip to the petting zoo'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115568889393272528</id><published>2006-08-15T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T17:41:46.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some stuff. . .</title><content type='html'>I desperately need something to do. SOMETHING, young adult bible study, dance classes, underwater basket weaving classes. .. SOMETHING. No but really, all seriousness aside, I work, and I go home. Sometimes I'll go out with Sam or Caitlin after work, but hardly ever in a group of friends which is always so pleasing. I really think my mind is craving bridal. .i mean bible college. It's around that time of year, my best friend is leaving for bible college, and I should be going along with her. BUT no, I didn't get enough credits in grade 9 or 10, so that leaves me making up for it with 9 courses this year. . all at once. I get sick of explaining it to people, they always ask "So what are you doing this fall, are you going to school?" and my response is always a thrilling "no, i need to do another year of highschool to get in more credits." Yeah I'm afraid people will think stoopid oor somthin. ..SO I guess the point I'm trying to make is I want to go to college. .and that's that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115568889393272528?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115568889393272528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115568889393272528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115568889393272528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115568889393272528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-stuff.html' title='some stuff. . .'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115464879077018236</id><published>2006-08-03T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T16:46:30.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES working!</title><content type='html'>I am working at a daycare now as a filler inner type person, YES! I've worked yesterday, today, will be working tomorrow, and if things go well for a while.  Yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115464879077018236?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115464879077018236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115464879077018236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115464879077018236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115464879077018236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/08/yes-working.html' title='YES working!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115423159492751263</id><published>2006-07-29T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T20:53:14.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eXalt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Whoop whoop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;          I'm headed to eXalt at MCC this fall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;                which is pretty darn exciting seeing as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;                       I'll be able to spend a week with me bestest friend. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;                               *sniff* got a little sumpin' sumpin' in my eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;                                     Sam I'm gonna miss you, ya know, in case you ever read this                      . . . ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well that's all forks, toodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115423159492751263?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115423159492751263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115423159492751263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115423159492751263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115423159492751263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/exalt.html' title='eXalt'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115411670852540791</id><published>2006-07-28T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T12:58:28.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what fun</title><content type='html'>So I had yet another fun filled week doing VBS at our church's daycare centre. All the "helpers" stayed at Lindi's house the whole week and stole each others fans (ahem John and Matthew). I had a lot of fun hanging out with everyone, although we lacked sleep (ahem John and Matthew). VBS kind of drew the summer plans to a close though, and Sam and I just realized we spent 3 weeks with Matt and John. . .oddness, but that's about all there is now except for family camp and all that. Now I'm sitting in our cool living room with my sleeping nephew Zeke, he's so cute. Anyhoozit, I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115411670852540791?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115411670852540791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115411670852540791' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115411670852540791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115411670852540791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-what-fun.html' title='Oh what fun'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115360216730343178</id><published>2006-07-22T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T14:02:59.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>. . .</title><content type='html'>Boys are dopes. . . ok I think I'm done. .wait. .yeah I'm done. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115360216730343178?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115360216730343178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115360216730343178' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115360216730343178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115360216730343178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115336527116187947</id><published>2006-07-19T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T20:14:31.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPdate</title><content type='html'>So it's about mid-July and oh so much has happened. First off, there was senior high camp. Our church went up a day early to get settled, which was fun, and the Shellbourne fireworks got rained out like non other.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/DSCF1666.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Senior high camp was ok, but I happened to be the second oldest camper and had a hard time getting into the camp "mood." We did cool stuff, like went to Wasaga beach a couple of times, and by the end I was having a pretty good time. I came home for a day in which I spent moody and doing laundry. Then the next day I went up to the camp again, this time as a councillor. I had a lot of fun with the other teen councillors (Sam, Matthew, John, and myself)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/img3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and we did stupid stuff like throw our bodies down a wet, slippery, soapy, tarped, hill, a.k.a a "water slide". After camp Sam and I went straight to Toronto where we hung out at John's house for a couple of days. Our bodies hurt like non other, and I felt faint from exhaustion, but it was fun. In Toronto I had a surprise 18th birthday party which was really cool, I got cool stuff (Thanks a bunch Sam, Robbie, Joy, Orpah, Jay, John, Jesse, Faith, Grant, Sheila, Graham, David, Obed, Othniel, and that person I probably forgot),&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/DSCF1931.jpg" border="0" /&gt; then we went to see Pirates of the Carribean 2, which kinda stunk but I had fun, and we hung around downtown for a while and ate dim sum. THEN Sam and I finally came home and I had a family birthday party. We spent today at the mall handing out resumes and spending money, and I just dyed my hair. So the beginning of July was swell, and I'm looking forward to some more fun coming up, which I may or may not keep you updated. .heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115336527116187947?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115336527116187947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115336527116187947' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115336527116187947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115336527116187947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/07/update.html' title='UPdate'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115170908415550093</id><published>2006-06-30T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T16:11:24.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOOP!</title><content type='html'>Well this formal was like 10 times better than prom, and much more dancing. Sam and I danced for about a good 4-5 hours stopping occasionally for water. My feet and body hurt today, but it's well worth it. . .what a night. Dancing was great; making a complete fool of myself on the dance floor, running into people, running away from people, etc. Out of the whole night I think the thing that shocked me most, besides the lyrics to some of the songs &gt;_&lt;, was the fact that there was a prayer before the meal. I thought that was pretty darn cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/me%20and%20sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Samara and I, awww&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115170908415550093?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115170908415550093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115170908415550093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115170908415550093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115170908415550093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/whoop.html' title='WHOOP!'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-115146895843981456</id><published>2006-06-27T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:29:18.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promedy prom prom prom</title><content type='html'>So here I find myself going to yet ANOTHER prom (darn it all)! And once again, Sam is my "hot date", to that I say "woo". &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/DSCF1091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Maybe someday I'll go to a formal thingy with a guy. .or something. .perhaps, but it's all good. I have a busy week/end, Sam's grad is tomorrow, then some sort of "after party", and on thursday theres the promish thingy, then friday I clean a house for money but have to somehow find time to pack for camp, which we are leaving for on Saturday. Truth is, I like busy weekends, I don't like lazing around much, although I admit that sometimes I do (guilty). Once again I find myself rambling so I think I'm going to put you all out of misery. . .toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-115146895843981456?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/115146895843981456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=115146895843981456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115146895843981456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/115146895843981456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/06/promedy-prom-prom-prom.html' title='Promedy prom prom prom'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-114909608615918576</id><published>2006-05-31T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T08:12:48.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post for host</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/1600/917586/trooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7514/511/320/218530/trooper.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/1600/bubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/bubble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/1600/classic.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I try to post a picture. . . great. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-114909608615918576?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114909608615918576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=114909608615918576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/114909608615918576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/114909608615918576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-for-host.html' title='post for host'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-114666940295671719</id><published>2006-05-03T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T08:16:43.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing. . .a completely useless post</title><content type='html'>Well our old sewing machine went kaput, HOWEVER, lo and behold, we were on our way to New York to pick up a new one (good excuse for a trip) with all the fancy attachments and frills. &lt;em&gt;"Oh yes it works fine,"&lt;/em&gt; the previous owners chimed. HA what a joke, my parents get there, run it, it starts smoking. So I'm stuck sewing on a machine that doesn't even do zig-zag. Well recently we finally found &lt;em&gt;THE&lt;/em&gt; machine and it was mailed all in once piece, with all the attachments, and little ribbons tied neatly around the bobbin cases. Ahhhh sweet sewing machine. So far I was able to sew a purse for sam, now I'm working on a skirt for her, then one for my sister, then one for me, and hopefully much much more. Like I said, this is a completely useless post. . .so. . .bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-114666940295671719?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114666940295671719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=114666940295671719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/114666940295671719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/114666940295671719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/sewing-completely-useless-post.html' title='Sewing. . .a completely useless post'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-114653086546222119</id><published>2006-05-01T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T17:47:45.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELL it's been a long time since I updated this thing. . .I obviously have nothing to say too. I'll think of something after I do some homework. .I guess. .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-114653086546222119?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/114653086546222119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=114653086546222119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/114653086546222119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/114653086546222119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while. . .'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-113872904180733053</id><published>2006-01-31T09:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T09:37:22.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Frenzel-Nina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/1600/DSCF0335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7514/511/320/DSCF0335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As many of you know, I have a new puppy, Frenzel. Well she's not so new anymore, she's almost 4 months old. Anyhoo, this puppy does the stupidest things, she ate her own poo (i guess she was hungry), she chews on power cords, and she actually picked up a seagull head in her mouth. We're all waiting patiently for when her baby teeth fall out and when she realizes we're not living chew toys, and that she's supposed to potty OUTSIDE. . .but all our frustrations blow away when she looks at us with those beady brown eyes and wags her whip-like tail. I'm not used to a cuddly dog, Freebie was too wild for cuddles, but Frenzel is so cuddly. She'll sleep on my feet for some of the night, then jump down and chew on something, and if she doesn't want to move from a comfy spot, she'll turn into a floppy rag doll. As you can see, I'm really going nowhere with this, so I'll just end it. I love my puppy. . .ok I'm done. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-113872904180733053?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/113872904180733053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=113872904180733053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/113872904180733053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/113872904180733053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-frenzel-nina.html' title='Oh Frenzel-Nina'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-113450640509833651</id><published>2005-12-13T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T12:40:05.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Freebie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Yesterday evening my doggy Freebie passed away. She was such a good dog, very reserved, yet loving. She was always very protective of me and my family, willing to take the leg off of anyone who seemed to be hurting us. Our youth minister, a long time ago, lost his key and decided to come in through the kitchen window. . . BIG mistake! But once Freebie knew your smell, or the sound of your car, she was all wags and smiles. It will be hard not having her around anymore, the snow in the back yard is still trampled down where she would run to the back fence and bark at the squirrels, and I found her collar in the van. But she had a happy life. She got to go to the camp, to Kansas, and to a cabin. . .she even got to pull me and my sisters in a sled. I'll miss her, but she was happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-113450640509833651?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/113450640509833651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=113450640509833651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/113450640509833651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/113450640509833651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2005/12/goodbye-freebie.html' title='Goodbye Freebie'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-113367358174972894</id><published>2005-12-03T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T21:19:41.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt; it's officially the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; season, I went to my first &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;party&lt;/span&gt; of the year! &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;GASP*&lt;/span&gt; oh the thrills. It was really &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; festive&lt;/span&gt; to see the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wrapping paper&lt;/span&gt; fly through the air with such &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;elegance, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;, oh the food. . .Well amidst all the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;festivities&lt;/span&gt; it's hard to keep track and really think about what &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; really means. Really, it's such an &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;amazing &lt;/span&gt;thing! Our &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Saviour&lt;/span&gt; of our life, was born. We need to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; what &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Christmas &lt;/span&gt;means to us as &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Christians&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;reflect&lt;/span&gt; on what an &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; gift we received on that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;silent night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Your sister in &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Christ&lt;/span&gt;, Elise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-113367358174972894?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/113367358174972894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=113367358174972894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/113367358174972894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/113367358174972894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2005/12/silent-night.html' title='Silent Night'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-110183057971860850</id><published>2004-11-30T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T08:02:59.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My head and gravity, how are they connected?</title><content type='html'>       For some odd odd reason, fast flying objects are drawn towards my head. I've been hit in the face two times in a row with a frisbee at camp, then in the back of the head, and my sister, well she just likes to throw frisbees at my head. The other day I was putting my nephew in his car seat, and I swung the harness/clicky thingy over the back of the seat and the buckle smacked me right in the eyebrow. That was special. . .Now I have a really sore eyebrow and a story to tell. I think it has to do with the gravitational pull of the planet, and my head seems to be the centre of it. . . something like that. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-110183057971860850?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/110183057971860850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=110183057971860850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/110183057971860850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/110183057971860850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-head-and-gravity-how-are-they.html' title='My head and gravity, how are they connected?'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-109951603426166777</id><published>2004-11-03T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T13:07:14.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.E.I.</title><content type='html'>As many of my friend (yes, singular) may know, I took a trip to P.E.I. by myself last week. And what you may also know is that this is really odd for me. I mean, this is the girl who never went to a sleepover without her big sister to back her up. Anyhoo, I owe my dad billions (tad case of sarcasm) for my little early midlife-crisis trip, but there is nothing I would have rather replaced it with. Everyone was so friendly and generous. I was welcomed very warmly and I'm so happy I had the courage to go, even though my head exploded on the plane (really messy.) And the really neat part is I got a free MCC hoodie!! c'mon, that's too cool! Well I just wanted to share with you all the secret that drove me to go by myself to P.E.I. It's because I was getting a free hoodie, ok that's not true. Acually I don't know what DROVE me there, maybe it was a car or something like that. . .I dunno. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-109951603426166777?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/109951603426166777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=109951603426166777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/109951603426166777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/109951603426166777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2004/11/pei.html' title='P.E.I.'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-109884536471408140</id><published>2004-10-26T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T19:49:24.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boot-camp in tights</title><content type='html'>Since I was three, I spent just about 9 years, on and off, of my precious life in ballet. While most girls went to fancy schmancy dance schools, I went to the Trailer Trash Ballet School, other wise known as the city funded program (this explains why I have the grace of a cement truck). Anyhoo, one of these 9 years I decided I was going to a fancy schmancy dance school. As it turns out we could only afford one year of it, plus I ended up working harder than the other eight years at the city program put together. So you might say "Back to the city program, right cheap Elise?" Noooosiiiiree, they replace the usual airhead teachers with a teacher that seemed she was right out of the army. She would scream "POINT YOUR TOES" in the faces of 5-year-olds, and seemed to have this odd competition going with me. But it was all ok cause when she would look at me seriously I would secretly laugh at her uni-brow. If I wanted to go far in ballet I would have to hand my life over to these people. . .ew! Well anyhoo I just don't get why ballet can't be fun anymore, or maybe I just couldn't think of anything else to write about. . . perhaps. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-109884536471408140?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/109884536471408140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=109884536471408140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/109884536471408140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/109884536471408140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2004/10/boot-camp-in-tights.html' title='Boot-camp in tights'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-109589551994421897</id><published>2004-09-22T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T16:25:19.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meat is tasty</title><content type='html'>The worst yet funniest graffiti I've ever seen in Hamilton would be "meat is murder", and some brilliant person came along, crossed out murder, and wrote tasty. Now the really funny part is that someone would write "meat is murder" on a nursing home. . . I just don't get what they're trying to say. . .Anyhoo, that makes me laugh a lot every time I see it, and I just thought I'd share this with my 1 special blog viewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-109589551994421897?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/109589551994421897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=109589551994421897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/109589551994421897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/109589551994421897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2004/09/meat-is-tasty.html' title='Meat is tasty'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-109218949509299613</id><published>2004-08-10T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T18:58:15.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid fried noodles</title><content type='html'>So here I spent the entire day perfecting a sauce for these stupid fried noodles, when, 5 hours later, the noodles won't even fry. . . Who doesn't fry? Anyhoo, I really don't have anything better to talk about, and am racking my brains trying to think of an excuse to have a glog. .Or blog. .whatever. I can't even write in my own personaly diary, let alone one that's posted on the internet for millions to see, not that they'd want to read my blog, unless they're a stalker. Great! now the stalkers know my great secret that I like to spend entire days frying noodles and writing nonsense. . .ok I'm finished. . riiiiiiiiiiiiight. .NOW. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-109218949509299613?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/109218949509299613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=109218949509299613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/109218949509299613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/109218949509299613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2004/08/stupid-fried-noodles.html' title='Stupid fried noodles'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7916774.post-109215628425342834</id><published>2004-08-10T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T09:44:44.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brilliant Thoughts, such as they are</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my blog. . ..that's it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7916774-109215628425342834?l=stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/feeds/109215628425342834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7916774&amp;postID=109215628425342834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/109215628425342834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7916774/posts/default/109215628425342834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidnamethingy.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-brilliant-thoughts-such-as-they-are.html' title='My Brilliant Thoughts, such as they are'/><author><name>ECbran</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b7xSfy_x1M0/Tw4JH6VWvUI/AAAAAAAAABg/FZvCs9PywUI/s220/Picture_003.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
