<?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-32908408</id><updated>2012-02-09T19:50:53.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going My Way?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4896496592153871638</id><published>2011-09-08T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T06:59:11.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://link.onebecomingone.net/partner/?s=v" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4896496592153871638?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4896496592153871638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4896496592153871638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4896496592153871638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4896496592153871638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8986762303409087991</id><published>2011-08-05T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T09:16:22.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 - A Message of Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/r_YOG3jMlV4?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8986762303409087991?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8986762303409087991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8986762303409087991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8986762303409087991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8986762303409087991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2011/08/2012-message-of-hope.html' title='2012 - 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Each human being on our precious planet feels that we are living a time of major changes.  The Earth is giving us clear signs that she is on a path of transformation and because we live and depend on her, we are experiencing this with her.  This letter is a call to bring us all together as ONE.  On November 11, 2011 at 11:11 GMT we will gather collectively as one Heart, one Soul, one deeply loving thought.  In doing so, we are joining our voices to the most ancient and wise cultures of this planet, our big brothers and sisters, the ancient ones of the First Nations.  They have brought us the most precious teaching - that all we see outside of us, the earth, the mountains, the oceans, the galaxies, every living thing, what we see, feel, taste, touch and smell - each can be found inside our hearts.  They have also taught us that what we are living in our lives, our outside world, is in fact a direct reflection of our inner feelings and thoughts.  All is interconnected.  Separation is an illusion.  There is only UNITY.   To support this teaching, the scientific community discovered during the 9/11 event that Earth's magnetic field is influenced by the magnetic field of our hearts.  This field of the heart is 5000 times stronger than our brains!  Considering this information, it is therefore certain we can influence the world around us in a positive way from within if we choose.  This means we can collectively and consciously create a more harmonious, respectful, peaceful, abundant and just world for all.   Until now, most of our economy's expenses have been directed at war and destruction whether it is on earth, at sea or in space.  Most major countries, even poor countries, spend more money on war than on creating better, healthier communities for their population.  How can we expect to survive as a species if we continue to put the majority of our energy and major financial resources on ths negative path?  The answer is obvious.  We can not.  Wonderful discoveries in health and new energy devices that could end poverty and diseases are blocked by the greed and ego of a few individuals.  We have let this nonsense get out of hand to the point where the greed and power hunger of a few has taken precedence over Life itself.  Love is Life and in its absence, Life disappears.   As conscious human beings, it is our duty to take responsibility for what is happening around us and in our lives.  We each have a role to play and we must do what is right to reestablish balance, each in our own personal field of expertise, in our work place, in our houses, our communities, our cities, our countries.  All of this done with love, honesty and integrity, for the good of all.  We are all important and precious human beings and we depend on each other to live.  We can change this turmoil into a positive future for our children and our children's children.  We can take that energy used towards destruction and redirect it to build a new social structure based on caring and sharing that will cover the basic needs of every human being - that we finally live in harmony and respect with Nature and also with each other.  So that no one on Earth lacks for anything any longer.  Imagine what those billions of dollars can do when redirected towards peaceful applications.   We are billions and we are ONE.  There are more positive, peaceful and loving people in our world than there are fearful and egotistical ones.  The thing is, we are not yet as well organized as they are.  In order to succeed, we must first go into our hearts and join our positive coherent thoughts simultaneously  to bring an intense and convincing feeling that this new world is already here and real.  After that, we put those good thoughts and intentions into actions so they take root in reality.   In "The Isaiah Effect", Gregg Braden talks about scientific studies that have proven time and again that a small group of individuals meditating can influence the crime scale of an entire city.  It has been calculated that we need only thesquare root of 1% of a given population to influence the rest of a community.  This means that we need only a few thousand people meditating together simultaneously with their positive feelings to influence the whole world.  Dr. Emoto's "The Hidden Messages in Water" and Dr. Lynne Taggert's "The Field" have also showed us with their research that our thoughts can influence matter.  Keep in mind that what we are living right now is but a reflection of our inner selves.  We have collectively chosen what is happening to us and around us adn we are now giving ourselves the most precious lesson of all - to REMEMBER who we really are, loving Light Beings and powerful creators.   This is why we are calling upon you.  You the sons and daughters, the children and adolescents, the fathers and mothers, the grand-fathers and grand-mothers, the artists, the scientists, the inventors and the simple workers, who have a great positive influence on people around you, who are already helping to bring this new consciousness to life.  You, more than anyone else, can show the example by coming together as ONE and inviting people to connect onNovember 11, 2011 at 11:11 GMT.  Meditate, pray, chant, dance your joy for life, visualizing from your hearts with intensely positive feelings.  If you are near a sacred site, go there if you can and use the powerful energies of the Earth as an amplifier.  Visualize a world of harmony, joy and peace, a world with clean water, air and soil free of pollution, where everyone cares for each other.  Think about it - if everyone put the other person first, no one would lack for anything anymore because the exchange of energy will flow freely.  Remind yourselves that you are loved, that you are each a unique Soul and then express your gratitude for the experience of being alive on this wonderful blue planet.   "Brother to brother, heart to heart, one for the other, near or far.  No boundary, no reason can ever tear us apart." - Bradfield   We are spiritual beings on a human journey.  Let's tilt the balance to our advantage.  Let us join in our similarities instead of dissolving in our differences.  We can achieve this together when our thoughts and actions flow unconditionally from our hearts, hand in hand with respect, forgiveness, compassion and Love for every living thing.  The hour is at hand ot bring a new consciousness to humankind and to begin the Era of Universal Peace.  IT IS TIME.  Namaste.   - Annie Tremblay (Anael) www.FIRETHEGRID.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-1637578410968591862?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/1637578410968591862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=1637578410968591862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1637578410968591862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1637578410968591862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2011/06/fire-grid.html' title='Fire The 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-2601325890767495568</id><published>2011-05-02T10:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T10:39:02.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOgf8hlFvzU/Tb7r3uJbErI/AAAAAAAABeo/xHPNVWo6Z9U/s1600/The_Stunned_Deer_Look.sized.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOgf8hlFvzU/Tb7r3uJbErI/AAAAAAAABeo/xHPNVWo6Z9U/s400/The_Stunned_Deer_Look.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602174329008362162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well there their have been more changes going on; I lost my job. Actually I got laid off, it came as quite a shock but I'm not bitter. You also wish things could have happened differently but I think it's best to let it be and move on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EUJr7Tzo3po/Tb7r-Sqbn7I/AAAAAAAABew/hbxEAdXYt40/s400/meditate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602174441889701810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was given a month severance which is really good and doesn't put us in an immediate bind. I have put my resume out but I am not sure really what I am going to do. I'm not sure if I should stay in IT and focus in that career field; Or if I should explore other areas in which I have had interest in. I spoke with my lovely wife and we have decided that this week I will take and just relax and meditate and see what comes of it. ( I just had a Deja Vu (wow))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blesssings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-2601325890767495568?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/2601325890767495568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=2601325890767495568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2601325890767495568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2601325890767495568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2011/05/more-change.html' title='More Change'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pOgf8hlFvzU/Tb7r3uJbErI/AAAAAAAABeo/xHPNVWo6Z9U/s72-c/The_Stunned_Deer_Look.sized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8560023002141620795</id><published>2011-04-14T20:10:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T20:35:47.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-feA15Ep52cs/Tae8mwiDwNI/AAAAAAAABeI/KPjNko2gtz8/s1600/change.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-feA15Ep52cs/Tae8mwiDwNI/AAAAAAAABeI/KPjNko2gtz8/s400/change.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595648436079935698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think it's time to change my profile pic. I no longer have as much hair and have seem to gain some weight since when it was taken. :o)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of change I have noticed a great deal of change going on in my life lately. My son is leaving the nest and joining the air force, I have to move out of my current dwelling, my car engine blew and is no longer drivable, my wife had become seriously ill like no other time since I have known her, and I think I am about to experience a change in my job. All if this has happened within the last 30 days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUANsKE9V2s/Tae8vsRpqsI/AAAAAAAABeQ/3bGjvtWAX-4/s400/blown%2Bengine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595648589556198082" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am starting to notice that other people are experiencing significant change and their lives and I am wondering what the meaning behind it is. I am thinking out loud that this may be a preparation for maybe something bigger later on in life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--lm9KFFnYfg/Tae86anL-pI/AAAAAAAABeY/A0FmvXK8si4/s400/Be_the_change_you_wish_to_see_in_th.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595648773793249938" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Getting back the the changes in my life, I am learning that although they have initially been scary or unsettling, causing me to be somewhat worried and fearful; that they have been the beginning to something better in my life and the lives of those whom are close to me. I am learning that if I let go of the worrying and fear and trust that this is for a greater reason that I currently do not know about; things will work out and usually for the better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nxS9YZXR9wo/Tae9CTIRRGI/AAAAAAAABeg/wyMOeXfuh-s/s400/AbundantBlessingsSunset-008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595648909223478370" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8560023002141620795?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8560023002141620795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/9020309876265845548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/9020309876265845548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2011/03/fresh-air-fund-2011.html' title='Fresh Air FUnd 2011'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8009121060807202497</id><published>2010-06-30T11:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T11:39:42.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Air Fund</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/TCuPL9mPdjI/AAAAAAAABdY/Xtxl-DkvdZI/s1600/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/TCuPL9mPdjI/AAAAAAAABdY/Xtxl-DkvdZI/s400/banner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488638006557374002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a great cause, if you can assist in any way, please do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8009121060807202497?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8009121060807202497/comments/default' 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4212270516907282042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4212270516907282042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2010/01/robert-miles-freedom.html' title='Robert Miles - Freedom'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-2367513868625667814</id><published>2009-07-27T20:41:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:58:53.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, I've been gone for a long time!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Sm52eAF4z2I/AAAAAAAABcg/tYvDTUElFKw/s1600-h/gone+fishin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Sm52eAF4z2I/AAAAAAAABcg/tYvDTUElFKw/s400/gone+fishin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363354464037687138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow, I've been gone for a long time! I just looked at my last post and I was amazed! I don't know why but I have gone through a dry spell in my blogging. I cannot explain why, I only know that I did not feel like blogging. I would go to the site and want to write something but nothing came out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The reason I'm writing now is because many things have happened and I guess I feel inspired again. I hope to write about these changes in future post but I will just go over them briefly here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found a new Job and I am very excited about it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Son has graduated high school and is starting college and on top of that I think we are both working to stregthen our relationship. I cna't even begin to describe my joy and happiness at this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My wife is going back to school to get her BSN and her RN&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Sm53SfzAFWI/AAAAAAAABcw/epUEi8P3-6A/s400/Pictures_-_Medical_-_RN_Badge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363355365901604194" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we just moved into a new house&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My girls are going to school together at Metro Arts, a good Arts charter school&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We decided to stay in Arizona (for now) :o)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Josh and I joined Habitat for Humanity &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Sm53Ep1vDJI/AAAAAAAABco/y7ghL7AUB-0/s400/habitat+logo.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363355128079256722" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-2367513868625667814?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/2367513868625667814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=2367513868625667814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2367513868625667814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2367513868625667814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow-ive-been-gone-for-long-time.html' title='Wow, I&apos;ve been gone for a long time!!!!'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Sm52eAF4z2I/AAAAAAAABcg/tYvDTUElFKw/s72-c/gone+fishin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-3028685882782350264</id><published>2009-03-30T20:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:59:52.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Divine Matrix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SdGRDIMeg5I/AAAAAAAABcY/dX-7PZpF3Kk/s1600-h/51DmTjJqNYL._SL500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SdGRDIMeg5I/AAAAAAAABcY/dX-7PZpF3Kk/s400/51DmTjJqNYL._SL500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319192117826716562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been reading this really interesting and wonderful book called the Divine Matrix written by Gregg Braden. I have heard about Greg and how he has utilized his scientific background to research and prove allot of spiritual beliefs. Initially I didn't pay it any mind thinking how can a scientific mind understand emotion and spirituality? From reading this book I have felt more love and understanding than ever before. For me, being a techy nerd myself, everything makes more sense. And now since I understand it in my head, I can feel it in my heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can also look this up on youtube if you feel adventurouse!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessings and Luv&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-3028685882782350264?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/3028685882782350264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=3028685882782350264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3028685882782350264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3028685882782350264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-reading-this-really.html' title='The Divine Matrix'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SdGRDIMeg5I/AAAAAAAABcY/dX-7PZpF3Kk/s72-c/51DmTjJqNYL._SL500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-5438967842368290652</id><published>2009-03-19T18:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:31:55.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THINKING - Need to catch Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/ScLx55lQLiI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Tc_cWKCV5uM/s1600-h/MagicalThinking2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/ScLx55lQLiI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Tc_cWKCV5uM/s400/MagicalThinking2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315076487262514722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry I haven't posted in quite awhile. Think I needed some time and a change for a little bit. I have allot I want to write about. Hopefully I'll be able to put it into words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/ScLxxfaloaI/AAAAAAAABcI/lICgg25rItE/s400/keep_thinking.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315076342799507874" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5438967842368290652?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5438967842368290652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5438967842368290652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5438967842368290652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5438967842368290652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinking-need-to-catch-up.html' title='THINKING - Need to catch Up'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/ScLx55lQLiI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Tc_cWKCV5uM/s72-c/MagicalThinking2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7739454704017645900</id><published>2009-02-07T19:04:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T19:52:08.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Mobile!!!!! Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SY5H0VPbCqI/AAAAAAAABbs/MKpqgUcXbNM/s1600-h/north-carolina-state-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SY5HmFBsQ1I/AAAAAAAABbc/qFg5DXL_x7s/s1600-h/iStock_000002314344Small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300252530971525970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SY5HmFBsQ1I/AAAAAAAABbc/qFg5DXL_x7s/s400/iStock_000002314344Small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We have decided to move again!!! We're going back east. Currently we're looking at North Carolina but we're are leaving ourselves open to just about anything. I can't quite pinpoint what it is, call it "a calling, a yearning, a feeling; All I know is I have this intense feeling to move back east.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SY5H0VPbCqI/AAAAAAAABbs/MKpqgUcXbNM/s1600-h/north-carolina-state-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300252775842253474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SY5H0VPbCqI/AAAAAAAABbs/MKpqgUcXbNM/s400/north-carolina-state-main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arizona is beautiful and I have discovered a new appreciation for the outdoors and nature. This land of big sky is truly remarkable. But I do miss the change of seasons, the green and the trees. It's amazing when I lived in Pa how I took all of that for granted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SY5HqSPSW5I/AAAAAAAABbk/64lPzfTXZz4/s1600-h/children_000003240172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300252603237686162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SY5HqSPSW5I/AAAAAAAABbk/64lPzfTXZz4/s400/children_000003240172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's funny I feel the excitement of a child opening their first gift. I didn't realize how much I missed it. The only thing I have to do now is be patient (which I have a very hard time doing). I have been to three interviews already and they have been offered to someone else. Although frustrated, I have learbed from all three. I know it will happen when it's suppose to happen, I just have to keep reminging myself. :o)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hoping your well&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7739454704017645900?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7739454704017645900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7739454704017645900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7739454704017645900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7739454704017645900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2009/02/going-mobile-again.html' title='Going Mobile!!!!! Again'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SY5HmFBsQ1I/AAAAAAAABbc/qFg5DXL_x7s/s72-c/iStock_000002314344Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-3946446950816345795</id><published>2009-01-21T19:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:08:49.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellaneouse ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SXfjFuV28fI/AAAAAAAABaM/70ixkGc1JmE/s1600-h/ARTIST-IN-STUDIO-575-px-PLAIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SXfjFuV28fI/AAAAAAAABaM/70ixkGc1JmE/s400/ARTIST-IN-STUDIO-575-px-PLAIN.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293949574475870706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a state of influence from a liquid we created (smirnoff ice) to let go of the ego mind or better yet to release us from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest duaghter told me the other day that she was told by some other art students that you are not an artist unless you do drugs. This got me pretty upset, even though I knew what they were trying to say I didn't like the message. I did my fare amount of substances when I was younger. I did some really  intense writing during these episodes. When I woudl review my writing I was impressed by the honesty and lack of inhibition. So I would understand why someone would make a statement like "you're not an artist unless you do drugs". But... you don't need to do drugs to be an artists. the beautiful thing about being an artist is that an artists communicates from a different perspective and medium. Some are better when they do drugs but many are without doing drugs. I am not saying that you need to or not need to do drugs, Even though I do not like them I think that is an individual preference. WHat I'm saying is that drugs do not the artist make. The artist is you whether you do drugs or not. The beauty that is us through our expression is what makes us artists. Like anything else, some of us are better than others but that doesn't diminish our own ability to express what we feel. It just means that those who can dothis more easily are called artist. Just like those who can run faster are called athletes. Everyone can run, just some people can run faster and farther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;any who.. those are my miscellaneouse ramblings for the day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SXfjJJW-AEI/AAAAAAAABaU/e5AYyw2Z49E/s400/ramblings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293949633267892290" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessings &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-3946446950816345795?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/3946446950816345795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=3946446950816345795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3946446950816345795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3946446950816345795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2009/01/miscellaneouse-ramblings.html' title='Miscellaneouse ramblings'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SXfjFuV28fI/AAAAAAAABaM/70ixkGc1JmE/s72-c/ARTIST-IN-STUDIO-575-px-PLAIN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-5993502448530191897</id><published>2008-12-17T20:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T20:56:16.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Smile without U!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SUnJzoOAhSI/AAAAAAAABUs/6eUNOIIkfVc/s1600-h/child-smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SUnJzoOAhSI/AAAAAAAABUs/6eUNOIIkfVc/s400/child-smiling.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280973926875301154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a terrible day today at work. One of those days where no matter how hard I tried, I could not shake off those bad feelings.  My Honey was trying really hard to get my spirits up but nothing was working. Nothing until she asked me to record this song for a friend of hers for a joke. Listening to the lyrics brought a smile and deep sense of gratitude for this beautiful person who cares so much about me. SO this is for you honey.......&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;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/648a9be9-b03a-4e36-95ef-a365fa63f921&amp;amp;theName=Can't Smile Without You - Barry Manillow&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" width="328" height="94"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; padding-left: 2px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=648a9be9-b03a-4e36-95ef-a365fa63f921"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/648a9be9-b03a-4e36-95ef-a365fa63f921/Cant-Smile-Without-You---Barry-Manillow/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;   eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5993502448530191897?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5993502448530191897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5993502448530191897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5993502448530191897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5993502448530191897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/12/cant-smile-without-u.html' title='Can&apos;t Smile without U!!!'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SUnJzoOAhSI/AAAAAAAABUs/6eUNOIIkfVc/s72-c/child-smiling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-3673056099597338501</id><published>2008-12-03T14:58:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T15:02:29.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/STcB1v7QcvI/AAAAAAAABUk/mX_X65Ci0cQ/s1600-h/BabyListeningWithHeadphones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/STcB1v7QcvI/AAAAAAAABUk/mX_X65Ci0cQ/s400/BabyListeningWithHeadphones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275687511397528306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another great piece from Anael and Bradfield. It's called Padmasambhara. I don't know what it means or what the words mean but it is wonderful to listen too. I use it to settle me down and meditate. Wonderful song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/76f0cf4f-5d39-4b96-b2a2-a215f7b4d466&amp;amp;theName=03 Padmasambhara&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-left:2px; color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none ; ; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;objectid=76f0cf4f-5d39-4b96-b2a2-a215f7b4d466"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/76f0cf4f-5d39-4b96-b2a2-a215f7b4d466/03-Padmasambhara/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FF6600; text-decoration:none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;cid=player_dna&amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;   eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-3673056099597338501?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/3673056099597338501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=3673056099597338501' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3673056099597338501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3673056099597338501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful-music.html' title='Beautiful Music'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/STcB1v7QcvI/AAAAAAAABUk/mX_X65Ci0cQ/s72-c/BabyListeningWithHeadphones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4536033544577400539</id><published>2008-11-26T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:14:28.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4536033544577400539?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4536033544577400539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4536033544577400539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4536033544577400539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4536033544577400539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-2354741784718638788</id><published>2008-11-15T09:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T09:18:24.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Downed Computer</title><content type='html'>My Computer is no longer working. In fact I'm writing this from a laptop I barrowed from work. My daughters were in our room with food and drink (which they're not supposed to be) and spilled a whole cup of water on our computer. So today I'm taking it to Best Buy to see if it can be repaired or if I have to try and get a whole new system.  In the meantime I found this really cool video, or it found me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4RgzpL0Bugc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4RgzpL0Bugc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-2354741784718638788?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/2354741784718638788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=2354741784718638788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2354741784718638788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2354741784718638788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/11/downed-computer.html' title='Downed Computer'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-6606460256306872671</id><published>2008-11-10T06:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T06:29:00.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nipple Gaurds</title><content type='html'>I've been running again for a little over 5 years. I lesson I learned hard was to always wear nipple guards on long races. When I first started racing I was told about this and warned that if I didn't do it my nipples would bleed from the constant rubbing on the shirt. I scoffed thinking that people were joking with me and pulling my leg. That was until a particular run in December a couple of years back. I ran the race and my nips wear burning but I didn't know why until a woman passed me pointed to my chest and said "Oh I feel for you". I looked down and noticed two read spots where my nips are; Lessoned Learned.  When I was getting ready for this years marathon I realized I forgot my nip guards and was pretty distraught. I was staying at a friends house and his wife offered me her pasties ( I think that's what they call them). From what I understand woman wear them when they wear dresses that they really can't wear bras with. I really had no choice so I accepted the offer. Hence the picture below.  It's hard wearing flowers over your nips but they worked great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRg2wDf8pqI/AAAAAAAABUc/M-xkttLd0PE/s1600-h/nipples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRg2wDf8pqI/AAAAAAAABUc/M-xkttLd0PE/s400/nipples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267019963410720418" 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/32908408-6606460256306872671?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/6606460256306872671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=6606460256306872671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6606460256306872671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6606460256306872671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/11/nipple-gaurds.html' title='Nipple Gaurds'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRg2wDf8pqI/AAAAAAAABUc/M-xkttLd0PE/s72-c/nipples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8398503621001466227</id><published>2008-11-07T05:51:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T06:19:31.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAck in AZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_eu5SMoI/AAAAAAAABTs/He9thjy19n8/s1600-h/100_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_eu5SMoI/AAAAAAAABTs/He9thjy19n8/s400/100_0504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265903661519876738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back from the east. It was a fun trip! I just looked at the video below on my other post and I look pretty creepy in that opening shot. OOOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_jThG8rI/AAAAAAAABT0/1LkHKmWZkvo/s1600-h/100_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_jThG8rI/AAAAAAAABT0/1LkHKmWZkvo/s400/100_0795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265903740070064818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the marathon went well, I ran a slow time but I have to say I really enjoyed the run. I ran with an old running buddy and it was great running together and catching up on things during the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also visited some old friends in PA where we got to play in the snow! That's right it had snowed 10 inches the day before we landed so we had a blast. Snow ball fight...Woo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_rZWJKwI/AAAAAAAABT8/6Qdk9jzrUjs/s1600-h/100_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_rZWJKwI/AAAAAAAABT8/6Qdk9jzrUjs/s400/100_0876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265903879073639170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very hectic get away. We landed in philly drove to staten island, drove to PA, drove back to NYC, drove back to north east pa and drove to Philly. OOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_0HSyGtI/AAAAAAAABUE/Tq_hQq49yug/s1600-h/100_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_0HSyGtI/AAAAAAAABUE/Tq_hQq49yug/s400/100_0880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265904028846529234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to go back, I was getting very home sick for the trees and season change and other things. We woke up the first morning and were pretty excited to find frost on the car! I was telling my wife "are we strange or what?" Being there, I feel, grounded me again. I feel much better now and have a greater gratitude for where I live now as well as the northeast USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_8NfujNI/AAAAAAAABUM/YHPlBeJoq4w/s1600-h/100_9994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_8NfujNI/AAAAAAAABUM/YHPlBeJoq4w/s400/100_9994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265904167950388434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny usually the marathon is the zenith of the trip but I think this year it wasn't and I'm pretty happy about it. It was also my wife's birthday and we had a great time celebrating and just being with the kids and showing them NY. I think the highlight of my trip was when I was on the beach with my kids and I realized just how fortunate I am to have such a wonderful family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRRADEh3-5I/AAAAAAAABUU/iZdmaawC3WI/s1600-h/100_9997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRRADEh3-5I/AAAAAAAABUU/iZdmaawC3WI/s400/100_9997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265904285802560402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my wife, Happy Birthday Honeybun, I love you.  And to my kids, I cannot put into words just how much I love all of you and how much you all are a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8398503621001466227?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8398503621001466227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8398503621001466227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8398503621001466227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8398503621001466227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-in-az.html' title='BAck in AZ'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SRQ_eu5SMoI/AAAAAAAABTs/He9thjy19n8/s72-c/100_0504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-1597109601047440127</id><published>2008-11-04T13:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:50:34.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing in the Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fb11d792b5daea17" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfb11d792b5daea17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331252087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D7C6BB36168268199BF01F64027E2CF59194233.80A47F8A99023006A1A5CF4EAD165B206885CFBF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb11d792b5daea17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1qTYi8e_0zVcc_KhqkWII0dh6ow&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfb11d792b5daea17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331252087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3D7C6BB36168268199BF01F64027E2CF59194233.80A47F8A99023006A1A5CF4EAD165B206885CFBF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb11d792b5daea17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1qTYi8e_0zVcc_KhqkWII0dh6ow&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our way down to New york from PA. I was still pretty punch drink from lack of sleep and I guess we were bored so here it is. Me and the girls doing our thang!!!!  in the car!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;:o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-1597109601047440127?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fb11d792b5daea17&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/1597109601047440127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=1597109601047440127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1597109601047440127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1597109601047440127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/11/dancing-in-car.html' title='Dancing in the Car'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-821600979988344932</id><published>2008-10-28T20:17:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:29:19.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going home for a visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQfYQww0mMI/AAAAAAAABTk/gVhow1anE5g/s1600-h/nyc1x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQfYQww0mMI/AAAAAAAABTk/gVhow1anE5g/s400/nyc1x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262412472084895938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night we fly out back east. We have a red eye leaving at 11:55 PM. The NYC Marathon is this Sunday and I'll be running it. I really don't know how many more if these I will be able to do so I try to make each one special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQfYJHsTGPI/AAAAAAAABTU/9100ilhRwl4/s1600-h/lux_poconos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQfYJHsTGPI/AAAAAAAABTU/9100ilhRwl4/s400/lux_poconos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262412340800985330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say going home because go back east still feels like home to me and I think to my family also. Even tough we enjoy being in AZ and we've done well I still get very home sick for PA, NJ and NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQfYMN55FmI/AAAAAAAABTc/4uuDCTHXsmo/s1600-h/SnowDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQfYMN55FmI/AAAAAAAABTc/4uuDCTHXsmo/s400/SnowDay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262412394008221282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard it snowed 8 inches were we used to live so everyone is very excited to go back to some snow. It's been in the 90's here and we really haven't seen any snow for about 2 years now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping when I get back I'll have plenty to write about. Lately I think I've been going through bloggers block. Life seems like it's been too busy. Maybe that's a sign that I need to slow down again, take a deep breath and look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQfYFWSmUGI/AAAAAAAABTM/vMTAy7uNCn8/s1600-h/Writers_Block_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQfYFWSmUGI/AAAAAAAABTM/vMTAy7uNCn8/s400/Writers_Block_photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262412276000247906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-821600979988344932?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/821600979988344932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=821600979988344932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/821600979988344932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/821600979988344932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-home-for-visit.html' title='Going home for a visit'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQfYQww0mMI/AAAAAAAABTk/gVhow1anE5g/s72-c/nyc1x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-9052011046775034265</id><published>2008-10-23T17:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:50:30.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQEbxJUUV6I/AAAAAAAABTE/1U8kk_mJAD8/s1600-h/Einstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQEbxJUUV6I/AAAAAAAABTE/1U8kk_mJAD8/s400/Einstein.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260516370874128290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this quote below on a fellow lightworkers site. Thank you starkid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Don't worry, Mistakes lead you towards perfection"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed." Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings  ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-9052011046775034265?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/9052011046775034265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=9052011046775034265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/9052011046775034265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/9052011046775034265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/10/nice-quote.html' title='Nice Quote'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SQEbxJUUV6I/AAAAAAAABTE/1U8kk_mJAD8/s72-c/Einstein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-954073314874207319</id><published>2008-10-22T18:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:55:34.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ecstasy of Gold</title><content type='html'>I don't know if you've ever watched the old Clint Eastwood Movies, like the Good the Bad and the Ugly.  I used to and I loved them back in the day. I also really liked the music. I just discovered that it's Ennio Morricone who wrote the music. So I went and downloaded all the tunes. This one is one of my favorites, I just heard it in a commercial also. Hope you enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qQ3u3fTG70Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qQ3u3fTG70Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-954073314874207319?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/954073314874207319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=954073314874207319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/954073314874207319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/954073314874207319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/10/ecstasy-of-gold.html' title='The Ecstasy of Gold'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-6459353380143388723</id><published>2008-09-29T20:05:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:12:34.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oneness Day Petition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SOGYD8z49CI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/GOZgLEpaBwg/s1600-h/onenessbanner7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SOGYD8z49CI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/GOZgLEpaBwg/s400/onenessbanner7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251645834121507874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is information on a petition from Humanity's Team Web Site. Please read it and if it rings true for you please sign and and spread the news to promote this endeavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oneness Day Petition - What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ONENESS DAY Petition - Potentially the most important petition ever launched . . . toward a New Spirituality, a new humanity, a new earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanity’s Team is collecting 50,000 signatures to get the United Nations to declare a Oneness Day, a day set aside and embraced by individuals, communities and nations for humanity to celebrate, discuss and experience our commonality, while still acknowledging and respecting our beautiful cultural diversities.  A day to unite in Oneness for the greater good of the Human Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step takes 30 seconds. Join the thousands of others who are signing the petition.   As we remember who and what we are on that day, we soon realize who and what we are every day. And then we can realize heaven on earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU for joining us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://humanitysteam.org/sai/oneness-petition/document"&gt;Read the Petition (Declaring a Oneness Day)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://act.humanitysteam.org/t/2014/petition.jsp?petition_KEY=80"&gt;Sign the Petition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://humanitysteam.org/files/oneness-day-docs.pdf"&gt;Print a Signature Collection "Kit" to get others to sign!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-6459353380143388723?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/6459353380143388723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=6459353380143388723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6459353380143388723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6459353380143388723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/09/oneness-day-petition.html' title='Oneness Day Petition'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SOGYD8z49CI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/GOZgLEpaBwg/s72-c/onenessbanner7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-609864960301686138</id><published>2008-09-19T11:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T11:15:26.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro Techno</title><content type='html'>More Techno YEA!!  This time it's by a group/woman named after my favorite month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/26ec2230-0e9c-4239-8b6f-885e8ed67ccc&amp;amp;theName=September - Cry For You (Radio Edit)&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-left:2px; color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none ; ; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;objectid=26ec2230-0e9c-4239-8b6f-885e8ed67ccc"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/26ec2230-0e9c-4239-8b6f-885e8ed67ccc/September---Cry-For-You-(Radio-Edit)/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FF6600; text-decoration:none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;cid=player_dna&amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;   eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-609864960301686138?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/609864960301686138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=609864960301686138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/609864960301686138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/609864960301686138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/09/euro-techno.html' title='Euro Techno'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-2162463342487894752</id><published>2008-09-19T10:19:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:26:32.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy Goldsworthy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SNPgJaREh4I/AAAAAAAAA-A/gGet0tqrxdM/s1600-h/gold_.cherlvs"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SNPgJaREh4I/AAAAAAAAA-A/gGet0tqrxdM/s400/gold_.cherlvs" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247784443091126146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter Nicole is studying Andy in School and she turned me on to him. I consider his work fascinating and wanted to share it on the blog. I watched his video and thought him a little eccentric but I don't know  anyone who's not. Below is a piece about him from one a website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Goldsworthy is a brilliant British artist who collaborates with nature to make his creations. Besides England and Scotland, his work has been created at the North Pole, in Japan, the Australian Outback, and in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goldsworthy regards all his creations as transient, or ephemeral. He photographs each piece once right after he makes it. His goal is to understand nature by directly participating in nature as intimately as he can. He generally works with whatever comes to hand: twigs, leaves, stones, snow and ice, reeds and thorns.&lt;br /&gt;See In His Own Words below photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SNPgWKH_OrI/AAAAAAAAA-I/NfQa7y-8SLg/s1600-h/gold_irisberries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SNPgWKH_OrI/AAAAAAAAA-I/NfQa7y-8SLg/s400/gold_irisberries.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247784662096362162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3TWBSMc47bw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3TWBSMc47bw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-2162463342487894752?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/2162463342487894752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=2162463342487894752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2162463342487894752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2162463342487894752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/09/andy-goldsworthy.html' title='Andy Goldsworthy'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SNPgJaREh4I/AAAAAAAAA-A/gGet0tqrxdM/s72-c/gold_.cherlvs' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-5324106676611759307</id><published>2008-09-18T17:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T17:07:15.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning Starshine</title><content type='html'>Every once in awhile I like to change what I'm doing. It could be anything from clothes, shaving my mustache, taking a different way home, etc....  Today I felt like listening to ,what I call, 60's flower songs. I listen to some mommas and poppas, etc..&lt;br /&gt;But the song that really got me was Good Morning Starshine, OOOF!! I had to sing this when I was in chorus in junior high and ever since then it really appealed to me. My daughter listened to this with me and said I was gay...... So I'm gay big deal. :o)  I really like the song. I put two versions on. Even though I like the new one, I still prefer the old one. I guess that's what happens when you're older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/5352a9da-42ed-4b3f-987e-c5640cced908&amp;amp;theName=Oliver - Good morning starshine&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-left:2px; color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none ; ; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;objectid=5352a9da-42ed-4b3f-987e-c5640cced908"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/5352a9da-42ed-4b3f-987e-c5640cced908/Oliver---Good-morning-starshine/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FF6600; text-decoration:none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;cid=player_dna&amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;   eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EZZupSur8_U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EZZupSur8_U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5324106676611759307?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5324106676611759307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5324106676611759307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5324106676611759307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5324106676611759307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/09/good-morning-starshine.html' title='Good Morning Starshine'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-5984890162135879050</id><published>2008-09-12T15:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:29:34.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spontaneous Healing of Belief</title><content type='html'>Something really interesting, feel free to look up more on you tube. Just search Greg Braden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o8DeBePK3Wg&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0xfebd01" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5984890162135879050?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5984890162135879050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5984890162135879050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5984890162135879050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5984890162135879050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/09/spontaneous-healing-of-belief.html' title='The Spontaneous Healing of Belief'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-2001876339693291927</id><published>2008-09-09T16:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:43:23.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Global Coherence Project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMcIX7tCj_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/-7yJFzdmibU/s1600-h/logo_gcp.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMcIX7tCj_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/-7yJFzdmibU/s400/logo_gcp.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244169498352848882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just discovered this new site and new initiative. This resonates deeply within me and I want to make as many people aware of this project.  the web site is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.globalcoherenceproject.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered it while looking up Greg Braden's web site. One of the reasons his site and this project appeal to me is because being the technician that I am I sometimes need a scientific explanation to better understand some things. Although I have become more intuitive that tech side to me is very strong.  From what I gather these folks are mostly researchers and scientist and it's very interesting and gratifying to see that they're discovering things that certain people have felt and taught for centuries but weren't part of main stream culture. They do sound a bit dweebish but I'm a person who prefers more emotion so take that with a grain of salt. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take a look and see for yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-2001876339693291927?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/2001876339693291927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=2001876339693291927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2001876339693291927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2001876339693291927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/09/global-coherence-project.html' title='Global Coherence Project'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMcIX7tCj_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/-7yJFzdmibU/s72-c/logo_gcp.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8282744662173829313</id><published>2008-09-07T18:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:10:37.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Dream Sept 6 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMR7bkBZqgI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/TNsCWA0pma4/s1600-h/jun2_chinese_ttl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMR7bkBZqgI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/TNsCWA0pma4/s400/jun2_chinese_ttl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243451579622337026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really quick. I had a strange dream that I just remembered parts of. Forgive the lack of details. I was with a Chinese Group and there was a Chinese Lady who was an elder or a teacher. She was talking to me going over a list she had in her hand. This list was things or traits I was supposed to achieve. According to her I was just about 1/2 way there but had some to go.  these were a varity of things, like patience and certain psychic skills. I know she said intuition was to be a focus as of late.  She made a Hmf sound like I better get going. There was more to the dream but I cannot remember. This part I remember the most clearly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMR7ea83YII/AAAAAAAAA9Y/NSOipBLugNU/s1600-h/Chinese-market.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMR7ea83YII/AAAAAAAAA9Y/NSOipBLugNU/s400/Chinese-market.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243451628727001218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8282744662173829313?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8282744662173829313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8282744662173829313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8282744662173829313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8282744662173829313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/09/strange-dream-sept-6-2008.html' title='Strange Dream Sept 6 2008'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMR7bkBZqgI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/TNsCWA0pma4/s72-c/jun2_chinese_ttl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8916068274957956101</id><published>2008-09-07T17:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T18:00:12.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMR4xUIsO6I/AAAAAAAAA9I/PisnJnUSIMk/s1600-h/wiccan11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMR4xUIsO6I/AAAAAAAAA9I/PisnJnUSIMk/s400/wiccan11.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243448654780185506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my birthday just past and now I'm 43 years old. I continue to be fascinated by the fact that I'm in my 40's. I truly feel like a 25 year old. Though my body reminds me from time to time (more on that later). My daughters made me a beautiful cake that I truly appreciate and love. I haven't had a piece yet but I will before the night is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMR4TK5f6hI/AAAAAAAAA9A/1y4_Q7SBiVo/s1600-h/Manhattan+Half+Marathon+1.27.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMR4TK5f6hI/AAAAAAAAA9A/1y4_Q7SBiVo/s400/Manhattan+Half+Marathon+1.27.08.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243448136904469010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran a half marathon on my birthday and didn't do too bad. I took 14 minutes off my last half which is really good. For you runners I did it in 2 hours and 11 minutes; that's roughly 10 minutes a mile. I'm hoping to break 2 hours on my next half in 2 weeks. Anyway, I hit the wall with 2 miles to go. I pushed myself a little harder than i should of and my body reminded me that I'm in my 40's (told ya).All of this is in preparation for the NYC Marathon Nov 2. Which I am deathly afraid of in terms of doing poorly in the race. I think this is going to be my last NYC Marathon and my last with my family. Josh graduates this year and he wants to break out when he does. Hence we want to make this event special. I want to do a personal best. My best NYC is 3 hours 59 minutes.. Wish me luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8916068274957956101?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8916068274957956101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8916068274957956101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8916068274957956101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8916068274957956101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/09/latest.html' title='The Latest'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMR4xUIsO6I/AAAAAAAAA9I/PisnJnUSIMk/s72-c/wiccan11.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-5242530330908505322</id><published>2008-09-04T19:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:32:15.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love September</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMCZkVnTzpI/AAAAAAAAA84/LS9gk_Tg120/s1600-h/september08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMCZkVnTzpI/AAAAAAAAA84/LS9gk_Tg120/s400/september08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242358815815618194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" style="width: 100%;" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in; width: 15pt;" width="20"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in;"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love September, Below is a poem I found on line. And I really like the picture which describes part of me. Loving the road and always changing.  Pretty Neat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;   &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:maroon;"   &gt;September   Changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:13;color:maroon;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in; width: 1.25in;" width="120"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" style="width: 100%;" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in; width: 15pt;" valign="top" width="20"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in;" valign="top"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:maroon;"  &gt;September is   like no other&lt;br /&gt; It's days change color and weather&lt;br /&gt; No other month can say quite the same&lt;br /&gt; For every day, I can feel the change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's cool breezes start out warm,&lt;br /&gt; Changing to cold throughout every storm&lt;br /&gt; The leaves change and fall&lt;br /&gt; As the Summer leaves and Autumn kisses us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; September maidens feel the change&lt;br /&gt; Like the blue of the sky&lt;br /&gt; Yet the color so deep&lt;br /&gt; Unbelievable beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Maidens fall throughout and watch&lt;br /&gt; Each raindropp changing through colors so fast&lt;br /&gt; Yet one streak remains the same&lt;br /&gt; Of that wonderful sapphire rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; September, unlike any other&lt;br /&gt; Holds you tight, in any weather.&lt;br /&gt; Changes come, no matter where you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; North and you'll get stormy snow&lt;br /&gt; South and feel the heat of summer coming&lt;br /&gt; September does this, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt; Change lives within, Nothing to stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; September is beautiful&lt;br /&gt; And awesome all the same&lt;br /&gt; It's hope for the future and the change&lt;br /&gt; Comes swiftly as we sweep away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The Summer ends and the Autumn begins&lt;br /&gt; Change is all around&lt;br /&gt; With one maiden leaving&lt;br /&gt; And yet, another comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Born into the world&lt;br /&gt; Of wonderful September&lt;br /&gt; The sapphire skies live on&lt;br /&gt; Through out this wonderful September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Jessica Millsaps&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5242530330908505322?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5242530330908505322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5242530330908505322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5242530330908505322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5242530330908505322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-september.html' title='I Love September'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SMCZkVnTzpI/AAAAAAAAA84/LS9gk_Tg120/s72-c/september08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-2340948767131538397</id><published>2008-08-21T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:53:26.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I burn for You</title><content type='html'>I  luv Techno  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/ecbbd05f-1cf6-4221-aad9-0485f54718dd&amp;amp;theName=Kreo - Burning For You&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SK4WDNRpKcI/AAAAAAAAA8w/ovoz-8wk0Pg/s400/image.php.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237147661037545922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Usually when I post I write my thoughts then find some nice images related to what I wrote. Today I'm doing the opposite. I found this one image while I was looking for some other pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school I had this one t-shirt that I wore more than any other. As you can guess it said "Question Authority" on it. Being the rebellious soul that I was that was my motto.  When I saw this pic I wondered to myself if I would've ever moved away from religion as quickly as I did if I saw this t-shirt back in the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jesus did question authority in his own way when he was around. All of the established authority figures weren't to fond of him to say the least. I find it interesting that some institutions preach that we should follow his teachings without question when questioning was one of his basic teachings. Besides how can you find answers if you don't question??? Part of the wonder of life are the discoveries you make as you move through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and question. Question and find your answers to your own wonderful path in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5743864148899181717?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5743864148899181717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5743864148899181717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5743864148899181717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5743864148899181717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/08/question-authority-compilation-of.html' title='Question Authority  (a compilation of thoughts)'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SK4WDNRpKcI/AAAAAAAAA8w/ovoz-8wk0Pg/s72-c/image.php.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-6771604124180477721</id><published>2008-08-12T06:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T11:12:20.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bigfoot Chronicles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKGXPr4-X6I/AAAAAAAAA8g/by8HaDXEsa0/s1600-h/dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKGXPr4-X6I/AAAAAAAAA8g/by8HaDXEsa0/s400/dreams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233630537716752290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there's something significant going on in my life because my friend big foot is back in my dreams. I know I have an issue I have to deal with that I have been avoiding because that's what I'm doing in my dreams, avoiding him... Even when I wake my thoughts are of forgetting about the dream rather than trying to figure the meaning.  stay tuned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKGX48BCdoI/AAAAAAAAA8o/O8xIEfEN9_I/s1600-h/drizztandgwenbycyzrama3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKGX48BCdoI/AAAAAAAAA8o/O8xIEfEN9_I/s400/drizztandgwenbycyzrama3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233631246420178562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-6771604124180477721?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/6771604124180477721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=6771604124180477721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6771604124180477721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6771604124180477721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/08/bigfoot-chronicles.html' title='Bigfoot Chronicles'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKGXPr4-X6I/AAAAAAAAA8g/by8HaDXEsa0/s72-c/dreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-5289088510277314653</id><published>2008-08-11T15:11:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:28:36.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging at work!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKC744IDLfI/AAAAAAAAA7o/X-jdLwJsmZY/s1600-h/frustrated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233389352817733106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKC744IDLfI/AAAAAAAAA7o/X-jdLwJsmZY/s400/frustrated.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't belive it... I'm blogging at work... OOOOOF! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what it is but I just can't get into my job!!! It's a great job, it pays well, it's in a technical area, which I like. The people I work with a good also. It's just I don't feel comfortable. I don't feel like I'm having an impact. It's become pretty frustrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know the solution is to find something else and go for it. But between my fears and my indecison as to what else I want to do, I can't make any movement. All I know is that I want to do something where I feel I'm having a positive impact and making a difference. I feel guilty because a couple of years ago (when I was unemployed and dead broke) I would've done anythign for this job..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKC8LQZz7kI/AAAAAAAAA7w/_aABu5hPE6k/s1600-h/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233389668572327490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKC8LQZz7kI/AAAAAAAAA7w/_aABu5hPE6k/s400/lost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow... Talk about venting... I still am very grateful and do appreciate what I have.. especially my gang and beautiful wife.. I guess I just need to be patient and look for the next sign. :o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKC8pnveZuI/AAAAAAAAA74/E8J1BodSNSE/s1600-h/meditate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233390190233282274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKC8pnveZuI/AAAAAAAAA74/E8J1BodSNSE/s400/meditate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKC8t_VmCZI/AAAAAAAAA8A/HLsBSBABsE0/s1600-h/meditate480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233390265286658450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKC8t_VmCZI/AAAAAAAAA8A/HLsBSBABsE0/s400/meditate480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5289088510277314653?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5289088510277314653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5289088510277314653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5289088510277314653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5289088510277314653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogging-at-work.html' title='Blogging at work!!'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SKC744IDLfI/AAAAAAAAA7o/X-jdLwJsmZY/s72-c/frustrated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-3584877666845110806</id><published>2008-08-10T18:42:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T15:53:47.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last 1/2 Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SJ-bLYVPHgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/gsmdFjy602M/s1600-h/101_9398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233071911840194050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SJ-bLYVPHgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/gsmdFjy602M/s400/101_9398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I ran the Flagstaff 1/2 Marathon. It was the hardest and one of the most beautiful 1/2 marathons I've ever run (Sedona is still #1). It was a great race though and i can't wait till next year to do it again.  My family came up and we were suppose to go to the grand canyon after the race. Unfortunately 2 things prevented us from going to the grand canyon that day. One the rain and two me getting sick from pushing myself too hard. We were actually on our way to the gran canyon when the rains hit really hard and we decided to turn around. I keep saying it was divine intervention for two reasons. One because I was so sick, like I said earlier but two because I decided to face my fear of heights at the GC. I guess it just wasn't time yet. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SJ-b2fngvCI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/OEq81oUhr3g/s1600-h/101_9448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233072652530269218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SJ-b2fngvCI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/OEq81oUhr3g/s400/101_9448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm posting some pics and a short video Nicole took of me trying to embarrass my daughters by dancing in public and the kids talking about curls. Hope the camera movement doesn't make you too sick. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SJ-cUq_EMgI/AAAAAAAAA7g/L12n932iDw8/s1600-h/101_9436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233073170977927682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SJ-cUq_EMgI/AAAAAAAAA7g/L12n932iDw8/s400/101_9436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c412cbe1d6f2c89d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc412cbe1d6f2c89d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331252087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EAF376A45CDE07B091C1294312DC62782090B4E.1C256F30537F789E8181AFF57EF194B17E39A721%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc412cbe1d6f2c89d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEPNoDgUFhx-agMOlk3zPec479Go&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc412cbe1d6f2c89d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331252087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EAF376A45CDE07B091C1294312DC62782090B4E.1C256F30537F789E8181AFF57EF194B17E39A721%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc412cbe1d6f2c89d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEPNoDgUFhx-agMOlk3zPec479Go&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-3584877666845110806?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c412cbe1d6f2c89d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/3584877666845110806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=3584877666845110806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3584877666845110806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3584877666845110806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/08/flagstaff-12-marathon-2008.html' title='My Last 1/2 Marathon'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SJ-bLYVPHgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/gsmdFjy602M/s72-c/101_9398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8483961653377759775</id><published>2008-07-27T15:33:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:15.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SIz4UCjAsRI/AAAAAAAAA6o/mqR6IywVde8/s1600-h/premio%2Barte%2By%2Bpico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SIz4UCjAsRI/AAAAAAAAA6o/mqR6IywVde8/s400/premio%2Barte%2By%2Bpico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227826290635092242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://arteypico.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;has given me this very beautiful award.  I do not think I am deserving of it but I am very flattered and honored. I am also late in posting and following the rules below so please accept my apologies.  Thank you very much T.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;a href="http://arteypico.blogspot.com/"&gt;“Arte y Pico”&lt;/a&gt; award was created and to be given to bloggers who inspire others with their creative energy and their talents, whether it be writing and/or artwork in all Medias. When you receive this award it is considered a “special honor”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are now the rules to follow:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Recipients must pick 5 blogs they consider deserving of this award for creativity, design, interesting material, and for contributing to the blogging community in whatever language.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Each of the 5 selected blogs must include the name of the author and a link to his/her site to be visited by readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. The recipient must show the award and indicate the name and link to the blog of the one that handed it to him/her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. All award recipients must include a link to the Arte y Pico site to inform all readers about the origin of this award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry but I do not visit many blogs now a days. I was thinking of putting my daughters but that wouldn't be fair. Titania's "Finding Life's Enchantments" is one that is very deserving and teh best I've seen in a long time.  I will put some links that I think would be nice to visit if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lightworkers Online &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://lightworkers.org/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Care 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.care2.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life and Love TV &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.lifeandlove.tv/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8483961653377759775?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8483961653377759775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8483961653377759775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8483961653377759775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8483961653377759775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/07/titania-has-given-me-this-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SIz4UCjAsRI/AAAAAAAAA6o/mqR6IywVde8/s72-c/premio%2Barte%2By%2Bpico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-394977999482790209</id><published>2008-06-28T07:04:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:15.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to catch up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SGZN8eS3U6I/AAAAAAAAA6M/vViSIK6Dd5w/s1600-h/100_0840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SGZN8eS3U6I/AAAAAAAAA6M/vViSIK6Dd5w/s400/100_0840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216942919674975138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blogging has really fallen off. I think part of the reason is that we have become more active and the time isn't there as much as it used to be. Anyway, I wanted to catch up on the week because allot has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all last Sunday was Pam and my anniversary!!  We've been married 18 years and been together 20 years. I luv and cherish her now more than I ever have. The beautiful thing is with each day we're together and sit and am grateful for what we have. Now, like anything else in life, the road had allot of twists and peaks and valleys. There were a couple of times when the marriage was in jeopardy. Not something that I brag about but I mention it to show that marriage isn't always sweet and wonderful. It's something that grows and evolves like the people involved. Like anything else you're always reinventing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bummy thing about my anniversary is that I was on call so I ended up having to go to work 3 times that day. YUCK!!  Se La Vi. Pam and I decided that on my birthday (Sept 6) We're gonna take some private time, go to Sedona and celebrate our anniversary. I'll be 43 this year for anyone who's curios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SGZNmnPONII/AAAAAAAAA6E/56mTrzbKGp0/s1600-h/101_8838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SGZNmnPONII/AAAAAAAAA6E/56mTrzbKGp0/s400/101_8838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216942544118494338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another life changing event that happened this week was My youngest daughter and my son left for Pa for the summer (6 weeks).  This is the first time they've been away for that amount of time and it has had a deep impact on me.  I took them to the airport and shed a couple of tears after I dropped them off.  My gosh, my son is 17 and I can still remember the first day we put him on the bus for kindergarden!! I am so proud of him.  You can imagine what I'm going to be like when he graduates this year!!! OOOOF!  My daughter Shelly the independent spirit of the family, I smile as I know this will be the first of many adventures for her. It's funny for Josh, I feel that I only have a year left so my sense of urgency (and wanting to spend more time with him) is greater. With Shelly I know I have more years. But I've learned, with Josh, that they go by quickly.  So I'm learning to take the time and cherish the little things.  Too many cliche's in my writing today. Sorry but I'm creatively limited this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole got her contact lenses this week also.  My how different she looks with them! I really don't know if she's gonna stick with them because she's been having a heck of a time taking them out and putting them in.  It's kinda funny but I feel for her.  Also, Nicole starts her new school this year. It's a charter school that focuses on the arts. She's concentrating on photography.  She has become quite the young lady.  OOOF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SGZO1iWHDxI/AAAAAAAAA6U/mSb-AOrtAqY/s1600-h/101_8919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SGZO1iWHDxI/AAAAAAAAA6U/mSb-AOrtAqY/s400/101_8919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216943900014874386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a week that's caused me to be very reflective. It's brought me great Joy but also a sense of sadness. I remember a woman saying when I was young about her kids, "If they could only stay that age"   I now know what she meant. I have been and continue to be sooooo blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-394977999482790209?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/394977999482790209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=394977999482790209' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/394977999482790209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/394977999482790209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-to-catch-up.html' title='Time to catch up'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SGZN8eS3U6I/AAAAAAAAA6M/vViSIK6Dd5w/s72-c/100_0840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8255178124120414892</id><published>2008-06-15T14:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:16.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SFWSiGKeopI/AAAAAAAAA58/Cmf60ar64is/s1600-h/40590438yzbxym_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SFWSiGKeopI/AAAAAAAAA58/Cmf60ar64is/s400/40590438yzbxym_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212233258218988178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to wish a happy fathers day to all the folks that are fathers, Whether they're biological or not doesn't matter. You could be a woman, brother, friend , cousin, anyone. Anyone who is loving enough and brave enough to take on such a responsibility, happy fathers day and I send you love and blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up without a father, he left the family when I was very young, so much so that I don't even know what he looked like. I met many people whom I was told to call dad or who were expected to fill the fatherly role; they didn't do such a good job.  Then I met a couple of people in my young life who filled that role and helped me immensely, my dads. I do not know if they realized the impact they had on my life but they were special people. I want to thank them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dad now of three very wonderful children. I take the lessons I learned from those special people and use them to help me become a better dad to my children and the dad that I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fathers Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8255178124120414892?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8255178124120414892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8255178124120414892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8255178124120414892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8255178124120414892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Fathers Day'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SFWSiGKeopI/AAAAAAAAA58/Cmf60ar64is/s72-c/40590438yzbxym_fs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8960344498763804204</id><published>2008-06-11T20:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:16.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hop Styling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SFCbADb1QtI/AAAAAAAAA5c/XffRKRN1Yww/s1600-h/30baggy600.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SFCbADb1QtI/AAAAAAAAA5c/XffRKRN1Yww/s400/30baggy600.1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210835194092012242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hanging with one of my younger coworkers today for lunch. He gave me a ride in his wip and we had lunch together. It was truly an experience. Anyway he gave me a copy of this cd he made of hip hop tunes which I liked when I was in his car.  I took it home to make a copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, I go home and start playing it on my computer. My daughters run in in amazement yelling "Dad, you listen to that?"  Of course I start playing like I'm cool and say "of course, I'm even gonna start dressing the part" So I pull my shorts down on my hips and start dancing.  My daughters start laughing at me and quickly point out that if I wanted to dress the part I had to wear boxers and not whitey tighties... Oh?!?!? I didn't know that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently not only do you have to wear boxers but you have to puff the boxer so there's a hump... Uhhhh OK.. Hence the picture above.  My son wears boxers but he didn't want to show me how it's done. Oh well...  Anyway I still like the tunes but I think I'll stick to wearing my clothes old school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8960344498763804204?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8960344498763804204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8960344498763804204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8960344498763804204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8960344498763804204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/06/hip-hop-styling.html' title='Hip Hop Styling'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SFCbADb1QtI/AAAAAAAAA5c/XffRKRN1Yww/s72-c/30baggy600.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-57593834375510904</id><published>2008-06-06T20:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:16.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Questions Copied From Titania</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SEn_Jk3iwRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/JrWyEUNjoTw/s1600-h/smiling_kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SEn_Jk3iwRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/JrWyEUNjoTw/s400/smiling_kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208974984011235602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I copied the questions but the answers are mine, last time I checked. Thanx T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn on page 18 and find line 4. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Those were the mans good qualities&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Stretched them touched my wife got slapped&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Dangerous catch, I think, Discovery Channel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;7:40 P.M.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;8:00 P.M.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;The loud music I’m playing on my computer is currently preventing me from hearing other things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;I was outside checking my motorcycle and the temperature, thinking about going for a ride&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;My Space Page and my sons my space, it’s his birthday!! Yea&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;You really want to know??&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Underwear and a polo shirt. When I get home from work most of the clothes come off. Hey.. you asked!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Yes. But I can’t remember, I know they were good dreams though.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;11. When did you last laugh? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;5 minutes ago when my daughter was sending a comment to my son Josh&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;One large window, Huge family picture collage, running medals, Chinese straw hat, Angels, Fairies, butterflies &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;My&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;kids being really nice to their parents.. Still trying to figure out what they want&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz? &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;K, I guess&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;15. What is the last film you saw? The latest Indiana Jones flick, interesting, I think there’s a hidden message in it. Well,,, it’s not so hidden&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;16. If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I’d get together with Danion Brinkley and build one of those centers he wrote about, After I got out of debt of course&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;17. Tell me something about me that you dunno. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I pulled a max klinger to get out of the military, Those of you who watched MASH will know what I’m talking about&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I would want the human species to evolve. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;19. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This was blank so I’m making one up. Favorite song.. Currently Johanna from Sweeney Todd but my favorite song always changes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;20. George Bush. Worse President the United States has ever had.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;Well…. I think he’s a very bad president&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Spring&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him? Joshua, that’s what we called him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yes, I would live anywhere I could. In fact that millionaire question I would travel every where. I absolutely love going to new places&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-57593834375510904?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/57593834375510904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=57593834375510904' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/57593834375510904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/57593834375510904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-questions-copied-from-titania.html' title='Random Questions Copied From Titania'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SEn_Jk3iwRI/AAAAAAAAA5U/JrWyEUNjoTw/s72-c/smiling_kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-6824560689538954488</id><published>2008-05-18T15:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:25:32.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to San Fran</title><content type='html'>Hello;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to San Francisco for the week for some training related to my job. Not that I have been posting much and I apologize.  I guess things have been really busy and I have to start writing things down more. During the day I'll think of something and think "I want to post that" and when I get home and in front of the PC I say to myself "what did I want to post again?". I'm taking my daughters camera with me so hopefully I'll have some nice pics also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-6824560689538954488?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/6824560689538954488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=6824560689538954488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6824560689538954488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6824560689538954488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/05/going-to-san-fran.html' title='Going to San Fran'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-3973327509286708139</id><published>2008-05-04T09:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T09:17:59.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh's Poem</title><content type='html'>My son Josh wrote a poem which I really enjoyed. He's 16 and, I think, is very talented. Hope you enjoy it as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;His eyes glistened in the twilight,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;His sights; saturated with serene surroundings&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The flowers, all white, glowed in the pre dusk lighting&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;and the entire setting was cascaded by an enchanting &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;illuminescence&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The air was calm and still and permeated a comfort beyond &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tranquility&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;An orb of water formed on his lashes and dropped.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s twin plummeted after, followed by a modest stream,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;down his cheek.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;As it flowed, it dispelled all stress that clung to him&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;He passed trees that were displayed in a curious manner &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;between the street lamps and emanations of the unseen sunset.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Much was going on but there was no noise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-3973327509286708139?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/3973327509286708139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=3973327509286708139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3973327509286708139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3973327509286708139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/05/joshs-poem.html' title='Josh&apos;s Poem'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7248866875767333761</id><published>2008-05-02T07:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T07:09:23.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweeney Todd and Stuff</title><content type='html'>Below is a tune for Sweeney Todd the movie. We just saw it, excellent plot but I think too graphic for my taste. Too Bad because I think it would have won some awards if good ole tim burton would've toned it down some. Pam is doing great and we're off to the Whiskey Row Half marathon this weekend, afterwards a little romp to flagstaff. Finally back home where I'm seriously considering buying a Harley.... I leave you with "Joahanna". Hope you like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings and have a wonderful weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uyDbGgD-9E&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-uyDbGgD-9E&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7248866875767333761?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7248866875767333761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7248866875767333761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7248866875767333761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7248866875767333761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweeney-todd-and-stuff.html' title='Sweeney Todd and Stuff'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8289153306439702151</id><published>2008-04-28T20:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:16.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi There!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SBaStLIZkpI/AAAAAAAAA40/E9ETFdJZX30/s1600-h/V_smiling_Jun01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SBaStLIZkpI/AAAAAAAAA40/E9ETFdJZX30/s400/V_smiling_Jun01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194500524998234770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just want to thank everyone for their well wishes for my wife. She's recovery nicely and doing very well. She just passed on of her college classes and we're that much closer for her entrance into the nursing program. She's currently a LPN and wants to be an RN and then a nurse practitioner. You go girl!!!  So we're celebrating a little...... We're just hanging out now listening to Maroon 5 and I figured I'd catch up and put up a posting. Allot has happen since my last post and I'm trying to figure a way of posting everything in some sort of order. Right now I just feel like writing down whatever comes to mind so please forgive me and bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're listening to Savage Garden and I feel like Chillin. Did you ever hear "Truly, Madly, Deeply"?  I think it is the most beautiful love song ever written. Se La Vi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're doing well.&lt;br /&gt;i Leave with a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8289153306439702151?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8289153306439702151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8289153306439702151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8289153306439702151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8289153306439702151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi-there.html' title='Hi There!!!'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/SBaStLIZkpI/AAAAAAAAA40/E9ETFdJZX30/s72-c/V_smiling_Jun01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7065675261533175139</id><published>2008-04-10T21:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:17.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R_7omhBra_I/AAAAAAAAA4s/Iye7VcwhQ9A/s1600-h/first_surgery_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R_7omhBra_I/AAAAAAAAA4s/Iye7VcwhQ9A/s400/first_surgery_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187839569175473138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife is going in for surgery tomorrow. She has a hernia that has to be repaired. Apparently this was cause by a surgery she had several years back. I'm concerned about the whole deal but this is what she wants.  The last year I had worked as the technical resource for an IT project in a hospital OR. I've seen many operations and I'm fascinated by them. One of the things I wonder is how technically we've come so far but utilized such archaic practices to cure issues of the body. Don't get me wrong, I'm not knocking the great work that's done, I just see a disparity in technology and focus.  I cannot wait for the day where main stream medical practices looks at the whole person in diagnosing and curing rather than just the visible symptom. Just my thoughts, I'll let ya know how everything went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7065675261533175139?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7065675261533175139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7065675261533175139' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7065675261533175139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7065675261533175139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/04/surgery.html' title='Surgery'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R_7omhBra_I/AAAAAAAAA4s/Iye7VcwhQ9A/s72-c/first_surgery_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7799463492948934802</id><published>2008-04-03T05:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:17.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling for Tucson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R_TTWjhW3cI/AAAAAAAAA4k/I9697S57HSY/s1600-h/Sag-w-flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R_TTWjhW3cI/AAAAAAAAA4k/I9697S57HSY/s400/Sag-w-flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185001455456017858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately my wife has been getting a calling for Tucson AZ. We currently are living in Phoenix AZ. It's funny because all along we've been going to Sedona and Flagstaff which is in the northern part of AZ. I've been so wowed by Sedona that I have expressed interest in moving there someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been teasing my wife that if we move it's gonna be to Sedona. But truth be said when I settle myself and meditate, I get the feeling that Tucson is where we're supposed to be now. We visited Tucson about two weeks ago, we're planning on going back this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep ya updated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7799463492948934802?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7799463492948934802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7799463492948934802' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7799463492948934802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7799463492948934802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/04/feeling-for-tucson.html' title='Feeling for Tucson'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R_TTWjhW3cI/AAAAAAAAA4k/I9697S57HSY/s72-c/Sag-w-flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4189898048183709065</id><published>2008-03-31T17:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T17:41:08.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please be careful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I noticed lately posts like the one below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;dl id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt id="c3874347415928903069"&gt; &lt;img src="https://www.blogger.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" class="comment-icon" alt="Blogger" /&gt;  &lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="profile/01243700176340095022" onclick="" rel="nofollow"&gt;Kagahn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  said...&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;p&gt;See please &lt;a href="http://xp-protect-2008.com/" rel="nofollow"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;Please be careful, they're shortcuts to programs that install trojans on your PC. Pretty clever but unfortunately forces some people to be a little more paranoid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4189898048183709065?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4189898048183709065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4189898048183709065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4189898048183709065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4189898048183709065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/03/please-be-careful.html' title='Please be careful'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-3370156538759961059</id><published>2008-03-30T17:20:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:17.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R_AupDhW3bI/AAAAAAAAA4c/1xQUblnQ4YI/s1600-h/Wonderland+Online.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R_AupDhW3bI/AAAAAAAAA4c/1xQUblnQ4YI/s400/Wonderland+Online.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183694453958172082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grabbed this meme from Titania's "Finding Life's Enchantments" Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. What time did you get up this morning? 4:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;2. Diamonds or pearls? Diamonds&lt;br /&gt;3. Last movie you saw in the theater? Harry Potter, the last one&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. What is/are your favorite TV shows? My name is Earl, Dirty Jobs, ESPN&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you usually have for breakfast? Oatmeal, coffee&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your middle name? Don’t have one really, unless confirmation name counts that’s Joseph&lt;br /&gt;7. What food do you dislike? Brussel Sprouts&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your favorite CD at the moment? My latest mix of music.&lt;br /&gt;9. What kind of car do you drive? Subaru Outback&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10. Favorite sandwich? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gacaumole, with peppers on tortilla&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;11. What characteristics do you despise? Being demeaning&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;12. Favorite item of clothing? My running shoes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;13. If you could go anywhere in the world for a vacation, where would you go? Everywhere&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;14. What color is your bathroom? Beige&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;15. Favorite brand of clothing? Don’t care about brands except for my running shoes which are Asics.&lt;br /&gt;16. Where would you want to retire? If I were to ever retire, we talked about central park west in NYC&lt;br /&gt;17. Most memorable birthday? My 35th. People at work and family made it nice&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;18. Favorite sport to watch? Auto Racing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;19. Furthest place you are sending this to? PA&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you expect to respond? Anyone who wants&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;21. Person you expect to respond first? Anyone who wants&lt;br /&gt;22. Favorite saying? You have the ability to do anything or be anything you want&lt;br /&gt;23. When is your birthday? September&lt;br /&gt;24. Are you a morning person or a night person? Morning&lt;br /&gt;25. What is your shoe size? 10&lt;br /&gt;26. Pets? 2 dogs&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you want to be when you were little? An Airplane pilot&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;28. What are you today? Career wise I’m a computer guy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;29. What is your favorite candy? Hershey Almond&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;30. Your favorite flower? Marigolds&lt;br /&gt;31.What is a day on the calendar you are really looking forward to? No One in particular&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now? MY kids watching “Yo Mama on MTV”&lt;br /&gt;33. What was the last thing you ate? Rice and Gacaumole&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you wish on stars? Always do&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;35. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? I’d be a rainbow crayon&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;36. What is your pet peeve? Virgos have many, I think being untidy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;37. Last person you spoke to on the phone? My Wife.&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you like the person/people you are sending this onto? Yes&lt;br /&gt;39. Favorite soft drink? Seltezer and Lemon&lt;br /&gt;40. Favorite restaurant? Olive Garden&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;41. Hair Color? Brown, what’s left of it. :o)&lt;br /&gt;42. Favorite day of the year? Any day with my family&lt;br /&gt;43. What was your favorite toy as a child? My Bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;44. Summer or winter? Both&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;45. Hugs or kisses? Both, Hugs make you feel warm and the kiss adds that nice tingly sensation.&lt;br /&gt;46. Chocolate or vanilla? Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you want your blog friends to carry this on? If they feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;48. When was the last time you cried? When I heard a beautiful song&lt;br /&gt;49. What is under your bed? My wife’s stepper.&lt;br /&gt;50. Who is the friend you've had the longest?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Friend Tom .&lt;br /&gt;51. What did you watch on television last night? History channel Nostradamus!&lt;br /&gt;53. What are you afraid of? Seeing others in pain&lt;br /&gt;54. How many keys on your key ring? 2&lt;br /&gt;55. How many years at your current job? 3 months&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;56. Favorite day of the week? Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;57. How many states have you lived in? Four: Pennsylvania, New York, New Jersey, Arizona&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;58. Do you make friends easily? Yes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;59. How many folks will you send this to? Don’t know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-3370156538759961059?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/3370156538759961059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=3370156538759961059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3370156538759961059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3370156538759961059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/03/meme.html' title='A meme'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R_AupDhW3bI/AAAAAAAAA4c/1xQUblnQ4YI/s72-c/Wonderland+Online.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-5567061602820891647</id><published>2008-03-27T17:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:17.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="topHeadline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This is an article I copied. Sorry about the advertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 class="topHeadline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 class="topHeadline"&gt;Downtown Phoenix going dark for Earth Hour&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R-w2jzhW3aI/AAAAAAAAA4U/aJhceiCqovA/s1600-h/0327phx-earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R-w2jzhW3aI/AAAAAAAAA4U/aJhceiCqovA/s400/0327phx-earth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182577259950038434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 class="topHeadline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="story" id="mainByline"&gt;     &lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/boss/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="story" id="mainByline"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eugene Scott&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The Arizona Republic&lt;br /&gt;    Mar. 27, 2008 01:27 PM   &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;div class="story" id="mainTextBody"&gt;     From 8 to 9 p.m. Saturday, darkness will fall upon downtown Phoenix - at least that's the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoenix is a flagship city in Earth Hour, an international event where millions will ban together to conserve energy by turning off their lights for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The city's become very interested in green and sustainable processes and projects, because saving energy saves money on the bottom line, and we need to be good stewards of the public dollars," said Cynthia Seelhammer, Phoenix's deputy city manager.&lt;!-- BOXAD TABLE --&gt;  &lt;table id="boxAdTable" align="left" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="10"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="color: gray;" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td rowspan="3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.azcentral.com/imgs/clear.gif" alt="" border="0" height="1" width="7" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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&lt;!-- END BOX AD TABLE --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of one's opinions on global warming and climate change, conserving energy makes fiscal sense and saves taxpayer money, she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The World Wildlife &lt;a itxtdid="5496319" target="_blank" href="http://www.azcentral.com/community/phoenix/articles/0327phx-earthhour0329.html#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen ! important; font-weight: normal ! important; font-size: 100% ! important; text-decoration: underline ! important; padding-bottom: 1px ! important; color: darkgreen ! important; background-color: transparent ! important;" classname="iAs" class="iAs"&gt;Fund&lt;/a&gt;, one of the world's largest environmental organizations, is hosting the event to make people more aware of their impact on the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Phoenix was chosen as a leader in the effort and will turn off all of the power of its downtown city run buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It sounds easy, but its kind of sticky, when you're talking about big, tall buildings, ball parks and convention centers," said Leslie Aun, spokesperson for the World Wildlife Fund in the U.S. "There's a whole electrical &lt;a itxtdid="5641705" target="_blank" href="http://www.azcentral.com/community/phoenix/articles/0327phx-earthhour0329.html#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen ! important; 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So to actually pick a specific time in the day and have all of these buildings go off at the same time is quite a logistical challenge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The first Earth Hour took place in Australia in 2007. More than 2 million people and 2,000 &lt;a itxtdid="5468001" target="_blank" href="http://www.azcentral.com/community/phoenix/articles/0327phx-earthhour0329.html#" style="border-bottom: 0.075em solid darkgreen ! important; font-weight: normal ! important; font-size: 100% ! important; text-decoration: underline ! important; padding-bottom: 1px ! important; color: darkgreen ! important; background-color: transparent ! important;" classname="iAs" class="iAs"&gt;businesses&lt;/a&gt; participated by turning off their lights, she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "It was such a big deal that the World Wildlife Fund decided to take it to a global platform here in the U.S.," Aun said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Given the complexity of darkening a major international city's downtown area, the event caught the attention of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When city officials contacted the World Wildlife Fund, they were told that the organizers were looking for a flagship city in the Mountain Time zone. The Fund wanted a major city in each of the U.S.'s continental time zones to participate in Earth Hour and Phoenix was chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The city has a genuine commitment to improving the environment, Aun said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We didn't want to go to a place where there was a mayor who though climate change wasn't real," she said. "Sort of our benchmark was, 'is it a city that has a skyline that will be impressive if you darken it? A community that is willing to coalesce around an issue?'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The other flagship cities are San Francisco, Chicago and Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's really been wonderful is the way this thing has taken on a life of its on. Not only are we seeing huge participation in the flagship cities. We now have 31 additional US cities to say, 'hey, we want to do it, too, in one way or another,'" Aun said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Some of the other major cities participating include Honolulu, Charlotte, Denver, St. Louis and Miami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Earth Hour isn't limited to city buildings. Businesses, neighborhoods and others have chosen to participate. The city has notified residents about the event via email, newsletter, websites and the telephone message systems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Candlelight dinners    &lt;/h3&gt;Stoudemire's Downtown will not only turn off its lights during this peak time for restaurants, but plans to offer an candlelit, economically-friendly menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiters wearing glow sticks will serve everything from all-natural beef strip loin to an Eco'tini, featuring organic vodka, green tea and an edible orchid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's for a good cause and we just wanted to participate in that," said Alison Bolstad, event coordinator for the downtown Phoenix restaurant. "If we were going to show people the importance of saving the environment, we thought we'd just add something to go along with it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bolstad said the response has been encouraging and that they are still accepting reservations for their Earth Hour dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While officials in Australia said their energy use during Earth Hour 2007 decreased as much as 10 percent, organizers don't expect this year's event to make a major difference in climate change. Earth Hour is mainly symbolic, Aum said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a big issue that transcends race and religion and all the things that connect and divide us," she said. "We don't want Earth Hour to end at 9. We want it to continue to the next year." &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span type="end" id="default"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--*End Print Friendly--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5567061602820891647?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5567061602820891647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5567061602820891647' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5567061602820891647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5567061602820891647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/03/earth-hour.html' title='Earth Hour'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R-w2jzhW3aI/AAAAAAAAA4U/aJhceiCqovA/s72-c/0327phx-earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4155823963927670030</id><published>2008-03-11T18:27:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:17.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grease  &amp; Nicoles Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R9czEpZ2gyI/AAAAAAAAA38/EsKCrpN-Bsg/s1600-h/Grease%2B-%2BSoundtrack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R9czEpZ2gyI/AAAAAAAAA38/EsKCrpN-Bsg/s400/Grease%2B-%2BSoundtrack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176662451612451618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you remember Grease the movie?????  Back in 1977 or was it 1978, I'm getting old, that movies was it!! Every kid knew the characters the music, etc..  Anyway I just recently came across one of the old songs so we rented the movie and had a family movie night. The reception from the gang was  warm but my wife and sat there loving it!! We had fun and the kids had fun making fun of us as we sang along to the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R9czKJZ2gzI/AAAAAAAAA4E/o0Jypd0nnI4/s1600-h/246046%7EGrease-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R9czKJZ2gzI/AAAAAAAAA4E/o0Jypd0nnI4/s400/246046%7EGrease-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176662546101732146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely Nicole has started her own blog page. So if you can stop by and say hi. I have her link right under the picture in the upper right "taking it a it is".  I like it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R9czTpZ2g0I/AAAAAAAAA4M/4lnbi-TlZS4/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R9czTpZ2g0I/AAAAAAAAA4M/4lnbi-TlZS4/s400/093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176662709310489410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4155823963927670030?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4155823963927670030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4155823963927670030' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4155823963927670030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4155823963927670030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/03/grease-nicoles-blog.html' title='Grease  &amp; Nicoles Blog'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R9czEpZ2gyI/AAAAAAAAA38/EsKCrpN-Bsg/s72-c/Grease%2B-%2BSoundtrack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-850370455278933336</id><published>2008-03-07T17:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:18.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Pablo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R9Hn2ZZ2gxI/AAAAAAAAA30/648lkJALkA4/s1600-h/6b99607f837a1aca7b6b53c9f8c3a41b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R9Hn2ZZ2gxI/AAAAAAAAA30/648lkJALkA4/s400/6b99607f837a1aca7b6b53c9f8c3a41b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175172368543679250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to wish my brother a happy birthday. He and I haven't talked for over 5 years. I don't think he's mad at me. His wife doesn't like me and in the past I haven't said nice things about her. I think she thinks I'm going to try to separate them. I'm not fond of her but I would never do that. Anyway Pablo is pretty much the opposite of me. I'm the older controlling loud mouth obnoxious brother (or I was at one point). He's the quiet, non confrontational, brother. I think he made more friends than I but I don't blame them. It was easy being Pablo's friend.  We grew up together in the orphanage and group homes and no one knows me like he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I love him and I miss him and I hope he is doing well and enjoying his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-850370455278933336?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/850370455278933336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=850370455278933336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/850370455278933336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/850370455278933336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-pablo.html' title='Happy Birthday Pablo'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R9Hn2ZZ2gxI/AAAAAAAAA30/648lkJALkA4/s72-c/6b99607f837a1aca7b6b53c9f8c3a41b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-1257938288710509755</id><published>2008-03-04T07:04:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:18.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching for sweetness</title><content type='html'>Here's a pic Nicole took at a Japanese Festival we attended a couple of weeks ago. Yes I'm her dad and I'm showing off my baby's work. I am soooo proud of her. This transparent background does not do the pic justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R81XTcbiNZI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Boq9yu2Cxlw/s1600-h/100_6384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R81XTcbiNZI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Boq9yu2Cxlw/s400/100_6384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173887538479379858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-1257938288710509755?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/1257938288710509755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=1257938288710509755' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1257938288710509755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1257938288710509755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/03/searching-for-sweetness.html' title='Searching for sweetness'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R81XTcbiNZI/AAAAAAAAA3s/Boq9yu2Cxlw/s72-c/100_6384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4367407620449100729</id><published>2008-03-03T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T06:50:12.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ekhart Tolle   A New Earth</title><content type='html'>I Just bought the book, I'll let you know what I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zE_YFiAkgDU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zE_YFiAkgDU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4367407620449100729?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4367407620449100729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4367407620449100729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4367407620449100729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4367407620449100729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/03/ekhart-tolle-new-earth.html' title='Ekhart Tolle   A New Earth'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-1743893396896088678</id><published>2008-03-02T18:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:18.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R8tSzO7neFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/jMViMMhcX-Y/s1600-h/show.php.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R8tSzO7neFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/jMViMMhcX-Y/s400/show.php.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173319637100099666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Titania for the cool link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.bored.com/createpaintings/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-1743893396896088678?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/1743893396896088678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=1743893396896088678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1743893396896088678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1743893396896088678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-painting.html' title='My Painting'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R8tSzO7neFI/AAAAAAAAA3E/jMViMMhcX-Y/s72-c/show.php.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4051532744985179012</id><published>2008-02-22T19:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:18.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Milk??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7-FsW-Dh9I/AAAAAAAAA28/JJnptgQp4Lc/s1600-h/masi-oka-got-milk-ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7-FsW-Dh9I/AAAAAAAAA28/JJnptgQp4Lc/s400/masi-oka-got-milk-ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169997894371215314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm changing my habits. As a part of my change ans reinventing myself, I've become a vegetarian. Pam has gone on a diet but has decided not to go the vegetarian route. One thing we have done is eliminate dairy products from our diet (I looooove Ice Cream). Mind you we're doing this slowly so we still sneak in a pizza from time to time. One of things we did was stop buying milk and soon butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my dilemma. Our kids still like milk and butter. Even though Pam and I have decided to change our diet should we force this on our kids. Part of me says yes it's better for their health and part of me says that I shouldn't go pushing my views on them. They're 16, 13 and 12 and I know some would say (as I have said to them) as long as your under our roof you follow our rules but I have a really hard time believing in that with this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe it would be healthier for them to eliminate dairy. I don't want them to wait until they're in their late 30's or 40's to make the same discoveries I made. AT the same time I want to make sure they have the freedom and confidence to make their own decisions. For now there's milk and butter in the house. We're working together to make a joint family decision. I guess more important than anything it's important for all of us to work together towards compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4051532744985179012?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4051532744985179012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4051532744985179012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4051532744985179012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4051532744985179012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/02/got-milk.html' title='Got Milk??????'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7-FsW-Dh9I/AAAAAAAAA28/JJnptgQp4Lc/s72-c/masi-oka-got-milk-ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4976611845341014976</id><published>2008-02-17T10:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:19.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Love.TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7h0A2-Dh8I/AAAAAAAAA20/gHxnZ-XK24o/s1600-h/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7h0A2-Dh8I/AAAAAAAAA20/gHxnZ-XK24o/s400/logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168008130512259010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this really cool new site. It's called Life and Love.TV.... I enjoyed it so much that I put it on my links on the left side of my blog. how do I describe the site?  The cover life, spirituality, food, arts and love. Stealing from their vision statement "&lt;span class="mission"&gt;IT IS TIME FOR SOME GOOD NEWS.&lt;br /&gt;We are a solution based  news platform for enhanced lifestyle."  Please take a look, I'm sure you won't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4976611845341014976?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4976611845341014976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4976611845341014976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4976611845341014976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4976611845341014976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/02/life-and-lovetv.html' title='Life and Love.TV'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7h0A2-Dh8I/AAAAAAAAA20/gHxnZ-XK24o/s72-c/logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-2519599550614688941</id><published>2008-02-11T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:19.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedona 1/2 and Full Marathon 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7EQtm-Dh5I/AAAAAAAAA2c/w8zg_cN3e00/s1600-h/523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7EQtm-Dh5I/AAAAAAAAA2c/w8zg_cN3e00/s400/523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165928623311652754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I ran the Sedona 1/2 marathon and man what an experience!  I cannot even begin to describe the beauty and the deep sense of oneness one experiences in such an environment and event. The course was a challenging hilly course but it was fun and everyone was very warm and friendly. I had the gang up with the exception of Shelly. We went and visited Cathedral Rock, checked out a couple of art galleries and visited a psychic or two. It was a very busy and gratifying weekend. I've heard other people say it but I truly feel that there is something more to Sedona. Something that touches you deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7ERXG-Dh7I/AAAAAAAAA2s/dH4K1QygAww/s1600-h/532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7ERXG-Dh7I/AAAAAAAAA2s/dH4K1QygAww/s400/532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165929336276223922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy the pics, My daughter took them all. If you want to see more I'm adding the trip pics on my space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7ERBW-Dh6I/AAAAAAAAA2k/ex0gxBDUSB8/s1600-h/464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7ERBW-Dh6I/AAAAAAAAA2k/ex0gxBDUSB8/s400/464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165928962614069154" 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/32908408-2519599550614688941?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/2519599550614688941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=2519599550614688941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2519599550614688941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2519599550614688941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/02/sedona-12-and-full-marathon-2008.html' title='Sedona 1/2 and Full Marathon 2008'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R7EQtm-Dh5I/AAAAAAAAA2c/w8zg_cN3e00/s72-c/523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7009765741197093916</id><published>2008-02-08T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:19.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopi  Prophecy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R6zf5nU9b1I/AAAAAAAAA18/ypAgpan4UH8/s1600-h/hopi_prophecies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R6zf5nU9b1I/AAAAAAAAA18/ypAgpan4UH8/s400/hopi_prophecies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164749053589548882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophecy of the Hopi Elders:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a river flowing now very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so great and swift,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that there are those who will be afraid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who will try to hold on to the shore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are being torn apart and will suffer greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that the river has its destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elders say we must let go of the shore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;push off into the middle of the river,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and keep our heads above water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I say see who is there with you and celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this time in history we are to take nothing personally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;least of all ourselves, for the moment we do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time of the lone wolf is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gather yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banish the word struggle from your attitude and vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that we do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For we are the ones we have been waiting for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7009765741197093916?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7009765741197093916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7009765741197093916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7009765741197093916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7009765741197093916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/02/hopi-prophecy.html' title='Hopi  Prophecy'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R6zf5nU9b1I/AAAAAAAAA18/ypAgpan4UH8/s72-c/hopi_prophecies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7354975562259350301</id><published>2008-02-06T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:20.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dannion and Kathryn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R6mtznU9b0I/AAAAAAAAA10/DzcAs1uA57Q/s1600-h/a-new-heaven-and-a-new-earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R6mtznU9b0I/AAAAAAAAA10/DzcAs1uA57Q/s400/a-new-heaven-and-a-new-earth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163849549998812994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I subscribe to many newsletters, this one today really inspired me. Hence the Post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY, 2008 ISSUE&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It’s already February, and once again we are  incredulously  aware of the acceleration of Creation in the swift passing of this New Year! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Time just seems to be speeding passed us as we continue to take part in all the mandatory activities of  physical life. Yet, at some very deep level of our being, we all realize that things are in the midst of being spiritually revamped in the world, in the galaxy ...in our Universe.  And with this reconfiguring of reality comes the need for a new kind of global awareness.  Indeed, a new frontier consciousness is afoot, Friends.  Now is undoubtedly the time for all good people to come to the aid of  our future humanity. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As we consciously cooperate with the  new energetic waves of compassion and peace now washing through the Milky Way,  we assure the generations to come a secure place in the distant, more loving land of tomorrow. Although crime, violence, aggression and greed appear to be scaling to heights, heretofore unseen, let us not lose faith in our ability to spread  the invincible light of love and goodness. We possess the only real weapon powerful enough to stand victorious in times of travail and challenge. We possess the invincible  courage and strength of our spiritual selves. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fueled by positive thought, sculpted by kind and empowering words, and manifested by humanitarian acts, the earth can soon be refashioned in the likeness of the heavenly realms. That is why we are here. That is exactly why we chose to be born during this time in the history of the world. We have trained for lifetimes to do just this kind of labor intensive work. Our souls are ready and our spirits are  fearless. Never doubt yourself. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You are a master of creation and a skilled warrior of light. Together, we shall be triumphant over the forces of darkness now at work in the physical reality. And our victory is inevitable!  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Between now and 2012 the brave new world will reveal itself, according to our out-picturing of it. So as these most important moments transpire,  be well, be happy, and be of good cheer! For in the end, you will be the difference that God makes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With sincere love and purpose,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dannion and Kathryn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7354975562259350301?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7354975562259350301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7354975562259350301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7354975562259350301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7354975562259350301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/02/dannion-and-kathryn.html' title='Dannion and Kathryn'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R6mtznU9b0I/AAAAAAAAA10/DzcAs1uA57Q/s72-c/a-new-heaven-and-a-new-earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-1572245676462455423</id><published>2008-01-24T05:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:21.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1/2 marathon, desert fever, New Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R5iLA3U9bwI/AAAAAAAAA1E/vsVuDnEJbyM/s1600-h/pf+chang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R5iLA3U9bwI/AAAAAAAAA1E/vsVuDnEJbyM/s400/pf+chang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159026220121026306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty sick for awhile, the docs couldn't figure it out. they would put me on antibiotics and I would get better only to get worse again. They thought it was desert fever because they saw something in my xrays but we just got my blood work back and it's not. I'm better now the mystery illness left as quickly as it came. Although it stayed with me for a good month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R5iLHnU9bxI/AAAAAAAAA1M/eng6CtGRc9g/s1600-h/desert+fever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R5iLHnU9bxI/AAAAAAAAA1M/eng6CtGRc9g/s400/desert+fever.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159026336085143314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran the PF Chang half marathon and did what I expected. The doc advised me not to run but that was something I wasn't willing to give up. Especially since they weren't sure what the illness was. Don't worry though I paid the price. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my new job and I'm really excited. So far it's everything I expected. Meeting allot of new folks which is always exciting and getting introduced to a whole bunch of new technology. I have to admit, I love being a techy geek. Anyway I'm still on my job honeymoon and making the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R5iMR3U9bzI/AAAAAAAAA1c/-Ab3t6nIUwE/s1600-h/sacred+angel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R5iMR3U9bzI/AAAAAAAAA1c/-Ab3t6nIUwE/s400/sacred+angel.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159027611690430258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON another front, I am part of the lightworker web site and really enjoy it. My middle daughter Nicole, got on one day with my account and started asking everyone if they were indigo children. Of course this was without my knowledge and she forgot to tell me. You can imagine my curiosity when everyone started to respond. Once I saw the original message I knew right away who sent it. I give her credit, she's trying really hard to find other kids that are like minded. Both of my daughters are. I jsut don't understand why it's so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R5iLOXU9byI/AAAAAAAAA1U/3WNU8pfQl0Y/s1600-h/indigo+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R5iLOXU9byI/AAAAAAAAA1U/3WNU8pfQl0Y/s400/indigo+logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159026452049260322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-1572245676462455423?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/1572245676462455423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=1572245676462455423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1572245676462455423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1572245676462455423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/01/12-marathon-desert-fever-new-job_24.html' title='1/2 marathon, desert fever, New Job'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R5iLA3U9bwI/AAAAAAAAA1E/vsVuDnEJbyM/s72-c/pf+chang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-6958704251593252013</id><published>2008-01-21T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:20:19.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenten Theme</title><content type='html'>My gang introduced me to this piece of music. It's nice....Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/a3a7840e-fd4e-4fe8-95c3-faebb126337c&amp;amp;theName=tenten theme (piano)&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-left:2px; color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none ; ; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=a3a7840e-fd4e-4fe8-95c3-faebb126337c"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/a3a7840e-fd4e-4fe8-95c3-faebb126337c/tenten-theme-(piano)/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FF6600; text-decoration:none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;         eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDA5NzE4NjE*ODAmcHQ9MTIwMDk3MTk4NTY2OSZwPTg2OTUxJmQ9dmlld2VyTVAzJm49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-6958704251593252013?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/6958704251593252013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=6958704251593252013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6958704251593252013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6958704251593252013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/01/tenten-theme.html' title='Tenten Theme'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-109971231190785170</id><published>2008-01-06T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T08:50:50.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream- The Beginning ?</title><content type='html'>I'm in a time similar to our Victorian time in the early 1900's. It seems like I'm in the south in this huge Victorian building. It's a combination guest house and ward but its huge.  In this hose there are three factions of people there's a group of men dressed in the style of the time, there's my group (a combination of men and woman)and there's the people who maintain the house who seem to be all woman. For lack of a better definition my group is new age based, the group of men are a conservative group and the have control of the house or are in charge of it. The maintainers of the house seem to be all black woman dressed in white dresses with red belts and shaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house maintainers are led by a Witch who in my dream looked like the witch in pirates of the Caribbean. In the movie though she was of small stature in my dream she is a tall commanding figure. Everyone is afraid of her, I'm not I'm just more curios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two groups stay away from each other for the most part except for functions when we are all together. I spent time with the conservative group to talk to them and learn about them. All along getting this feeling that they have an ulterior motive. in this group there are these twins. One of them is very friendly and genuine, the other is very quiet and cordial. Of course I find myself in more dealings with the friendly one. Every so often I meet the quiet one and can inly identify him by the way he treats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end up going to the other side of the building where my group is. I have to mention we're on the second floor. I don't know why but that is important in the dream. As I write this I suddenly remember that I wrote about a dream awhile ago where we were in the basement. I feel like this was the same house. I'm talking to my group and there really are no worries about the other group but everyone has this sense that something big is coming (both groups) My group is more excite and the other more apprehensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the other group because I left my jacket there. I bump into one of the twins and quickly discover it's the quiet one. Even though he's being rude I am very cordial and complimentary as I try to ask his assistance in finding my jacket. The other brother appears and through the efforts of our trio my jacket is found and I'm on my way back to my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again this is a huge Victorian style building and very beautiful. On my way back I manage to go by a set of stairs and fall down them. The strange part is even though I fell down the stairs I end up on the third floor.  I'm met by these two maids and they're very nervous.  "You're not suppose to be here" they say. "You have to go back".  I ask "Why, what is this place?" they start to walk with me guiding me to another set of stairs. AS we walk I'm looking around. It looks like a huge ward full with sleeping children. We get near a set of stairs and I stop and ask again what is happening. The maids are nervous and I glance to the stairs and see the bottom of the dress of the witch. We're off to the side so she cannot see us. But I know she knows I'm there and she's just standing listening to our conversation.  They say to me you have to leave soon .  I gently say to them back I don't want to leave I want to stay, I want to know what's happening so I can help. All of a sudden the maids gasp because apparently time has run out. AS I look across the huge room children begin to wake up. they have blue purplish pajamas and just get up and look at me. not one of them is older than 6 years old. It's an amazing site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head witch starts walking down the stairs to talk to me. I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-109971231190785170?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/109971231190785170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=109971231190785170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/109971231190785170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/109971231190785170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/01/dream-beginning.html' title='Dream- The Beginning ?'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8313258239712213641</id><published>2008-01-02T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:21.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple of changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R3vjcq6o1OI/AAAAAAAAA0k/i6jJ5taquwo/s1600-h/einsteinshow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R3vjcq6o1OI/AAAAAAAAA0k/i6jJ5taquwo/s400/einsteinshow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150960680524371170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a couple of changes to the site. It's a new year and with the fresh start I kinda figured the change was good. Besides, I think it better defines what I want to do.  I might change it a little more as I want something more than what it currently has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8313258239712213641?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8313258239712213641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8313258239712213641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8313258239712213641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8313258239712213641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2008/01/couple-of-changes.html' title='A couple of changes'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R3vjcq6o1OI/AAAAAAAAA0k/i6jJ5taquwo/s72-c/einsteinshow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-6139742431934570589</id><published>2007-12-23T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T10:28:29.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B-52's</title><content type='html'>I was on line with my daughters checking out some youtube music vids and came across this classic. I think I spent about an hour explaining to them the B-52's and the music scene in the late 70's early 80's.  One of the reason this song has significance in my life was because before I heard it I was a pretty angry teen. Very militiristic and black and white. The cold war was raging and I was looking forward to getting of age so I can go join the military and fight communism. This song showed me there was a lighter part of life which you can enjoy. It took a long time to release the anger but I think this song was a treasured spark  which lit the way. I started to learn to have fun again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7t7cGwN7_0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7t7cGwN7_0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-6139742431934570589?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/6139742431934570589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=6139742431934570589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6139742431934570589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6139742431934570589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/12/b-52s.html' title='B-52&apos;s'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-568780949199437028</id><published>2007-12-20T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:22.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job ?!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2skAY5fRuI/AAAAAAAAAxY/CYVewlphe-Y/s1600-h/excited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2skAY5fRuI/AAAAAAAAAxY/CYVewlphe-Y/s400/excited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146246588303099618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2skzY5fRxI/AAAAAAAAAxw/FZR9i2fpjDM/s1600-h/GE_RIS_PACS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2skzY5fRxI/AAAAAAAAAxw/FZR9i2fpjDM/s400/GE_RIS_PACS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146247464476428050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new job offer!!!!! I was offered a position as a PACS Admin at another Hospital. I forgot what PACS actually stands for (don't tell anyone) But it's the digitizing of radiology pictures. So instead of viewing xrays and mri's on film you can view them on a computer screen. Being a tech geek myself this is really cool stuff and I'm really pumped. On top of that they're offering me more money than I'm making now so I'm especially excited!!!  I know since I'm more of a spiritually minded person now that shouldn't matter as much and it really doesn't but every plus helps. As usual I'm excited and scared but I know I'll get over it (I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2skEY5fRvI/AAAAAAAAAxg/PLkkuqKEMtQ/s1600-h/Excited%2BCroc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2skEY5fRvI/AAAAAAAAAxg/PLkkuqKEMtQ/s400/Excited%2BCroc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146246657022576370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that I finally got the title for my bike in the mail. So I can start riding it legally!! hehehe  Not that I would ever ride it any other way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go for a ride and take everything in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2skUo5fRwI/AAAAAAAAAxo/IMqpEunDGic/s1600-h/bandit-600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2skUo5fRwI/AAAAAAAAAxo/IMqpEunDGic/s400/bandit-600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146246936195450626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-568780949199437028?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/568780949199437028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=568780949199437028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/568780949199437028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/568780949199437028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-job.html' title='New Job ?!?!?!?!'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2skAY5fRuI/AAAAAAAAAxY/CYVewlphe-Y/s72-c/excited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7861182405973639345</id><published>2007-12-20T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:22.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Monday</title><content type='html'>I was feeling nostalgic and kinda technoish so here it is Blue Monday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2sf2Y5fRrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/mf9b1Q3YPek/s1600-h/new+order.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2sf2Y5fRrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/mf9b1Q3YPek/s400/new+order.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146242018457896626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;autoPlay=no&amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/c15bbbe9-9142-4d93-990c-56df32c7f214&amp;theName=Blue Monday_&amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-left:2px; color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none ; ; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;objectid=c15bbbe9-9142-4d93-990c-56df32c7f214"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/c15bbbe9-9142-4d93-990c-56df32c7f214/Blue-Monday_/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FF6600; text-decoration:none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;cid=player_dna&amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;   eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTExOTgyMDI2ODE3OTAmcHQ9MTE5ODIwMzA2MzE3OSZwPTg2OTUxJmQ9dmlld2VyTVAzJm49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7861182405973639345?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7861182405973639345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7861182405973639345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7861182405973639345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7861182405973639345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/12/blue-monday.html' title='Blue Monday'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2sf2Y5fRrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/mf9b1Q3YPek/s72-c/new+order.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-1538365226897958427</id><published>2007-12-19T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:22.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Restless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2khmY5fRqI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WwRIg5y9gbQ/s1600-h/restless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2khmY5fRqI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WwRIg5y9gbQ/s400/restless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145680992649823906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's going on but I've been really restless lately. I know it's not a full moon so that can't be it. The restlessness is very annoying and distracting. I can't focus or meditate. I try to meditate and get edgy so I stop then I get upset with myself because I wasn't able to meditate. A terrible cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even writing has become an unfocused choir.  I'm hoping this phase will be over soon but I have to say it's really frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-1538365226897958427?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/1538365226897958427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=1538365226897958427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1538365226897958427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/1538365226897958427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/12/really-restless.html' title='Really Restless'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R2khmY5fRqI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WwRIg5y9gbQ/s72-c/restless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7057268098958047058</id><published>2007-12-12T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T19:45:23.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back</title><content type='html'>There's been a bug going around AZ lately. Some have gotten an upper respiratory infection and some have gotten strep throat. Me and my family got the first (Yippee). For some reason when I'm sick I remember more of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was having trouble sleeping and had another big foot dream. I can't recall the whole dream I can remember I was running to get someplace and I ran into three big foots. Even though I was afraid they didn't seem to care that I was there. They took off on their way and I did on mine. One thing I noticed about all my bigfoot dreams is that I'm always running someplace. The other thing I noticed is that I'm always running South and West and I'm usually in the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess some day I'll figure the whole deal out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7057268098958047058?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7057268098958047058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7057268098958047058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7057268098958047058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7057268098958047058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/12/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4097792669124969757</id><published>2007-12-07T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:23.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>December Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rCw93_SaI/AAAAAAAAAws/FkJBh2t_0gk/s1600-h/Explore_Dream_Discover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rCw93_SaI/AAAAAAAAAws/FkJBh2t_0gk/s400/Explore_Dream_Discover.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141636071095749026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rarely remember my dreams, so on those nights where I do, it's pretty significant. Recently an old high school friend made e-mail contact with me. This person is very unique and there was always something about him that just made us click as friends. He experienced very hard times throughout his journey and it was good to hear from him. I sense he's apprehensive about me but I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rBP93_SZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/W-u-OtDem4Q/s1600-h/regent_dance_hall_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rBP93_SZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/W-u-OtDem4Q/s400/regent_dance_hall_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141634404648438162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the dream. We're in a dance hall but it looks like the basement of the dance hall. There are allot of people all very different but we're all dancing to the same tune you can say (sorry about the cliche) I see my friend James and he's quiet and reserved as usual. I'm hanging with a colorful group of people who have come out and are really comfortable with it. I'm feel really happy and I'm enjoying the scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rA_N3_SXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/lG3dsYpqHCU/s1600-h/raave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rA_N3_SXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/lG3dsYpqHCU/s400/raave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141634116885629298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sitting at these long old wooden folding tables and just being bohemians. I notice at the end of the table this man, just standing looking over us quietly and confident. I remember the color grey with him but don't know why. I go to him and he tells me to follow him but not with words. we walk around the table to the edge of the dance floor. he points to the floor and there are a couple of pieces of glass. The glass is shattered into some thick pieces. They look like a prism and they radiate all kinds of colors. The man picks it up and informs me that I will be able to do many things with this. I'm curiose and ask like what. He looks at me puzzled like I should know. He taps my head with the glass and I become younger (mid 20's), he taps my head again and I'm much older (60's) he does it one more time and I'm someone else. Finally being myselfe again, I understand that this is another tool for my journey. He smiles at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rAz93_SWI/AAAAAAAAAwM/3pg4oDYg8MA/s1600-h/colorful+glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rAz93_SWI/AAAAAAAAAwM/3pg4oDYg8MA/s400/colorful+glass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141633923612100962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hall starts to get wet from water coming from the ceiling. everyone gets ready to move the party upstairs. We're moving on up !! As I prepare the man leaves and I wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rAs93_SVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/1uA96N9myRs/s1600-h/color+glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rAs93_SVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/1uA96N9myRs/s400/color+glass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141633803353016658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a full explanation of my dream.  I know it was a message and I know it made me feel really good. I know as I go forward the meaning will come to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rBFd3_SYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/UxxbtO2qy0A/s1600-h/walking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rBFd3_SYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/UxxbtO2qy0A/s400/walking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141634224259811714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4097792669124969757?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4097792669124969757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4097792669124969757' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4097792669124969757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4097792669124969757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-dream.html' title='December Dream'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R1rCw93_SaI/AAAAAAAAAws/FkJBh2t_0gk/s72-c/Explore_Dream_Discover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-6341588713646756341</id><published>2007-11-26T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T21:04:47.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Road Trip</title><content type='html'>This is a little video of a little trip we took awhile ago. Nicole was taking the video, I was trying to sleep and my poor honey was trying to keep the peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d59bd2fe815311c3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd59bd2fe815311c3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331252087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D211715AE411A6DECBFDB0CD01127A91C8F3931D5.71C8816302465900C5781D9C23BF8D72CE926C5B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd59bd2fe815311c3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da9J73t64R1sH3fl82qQcMmjLMcA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd59bd2fe815311c3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331252087%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D211715AE411A6DECBFDB0CD01127A91C8F3931D5.71C8816302465900C5781D9C23BF8D72CE926C5B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd59bd2fe815311c3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Da9J73t64R1sH3fl82qQcMmjLMcA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-6341588713646756341?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d59bd2fe815311c3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/6341588713646756341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=6341588713646756341' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6341588713646756341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6341588713646756341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/11/family-road-trip.html' title='Family Road Trip'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-637608258822894757</id><published>2007-11-26T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:29:51.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf yourself</title><content type='html'>Below is a really funny holiday link. I did my family in some not so good pictures. Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=9558731858&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-637608258822894757?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/637608258822894757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=637608258822894757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/637608258822894757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/637608258822894757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/11/elf-yourself.html' title='Elf yourself'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-3285528011382659930</id><published>2007-11-26T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:07:08.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightworker videos</title><content type='html'>Found these two videos on the Lightworker web site. They pretty cool. so I figured I'd share them.   Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NAnfbdU4Wvw&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NAnfbdU4Wvw&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F0FvG9GO8Qs&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F0FvG9GO8Qs&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-3285528011382659930?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/3285528011382659930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=3285528011382659930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3285528011382659930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3285528011382659930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/11/lightworker-videos.html' title='Lightworker videos'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-867450159947249742</id><published>2007-11-24T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:24.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lesson learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0hvkbHd1hI/AAAAAAAAAvk/-V1wkT8zA2o/s1600-h/CSTEP_life-lessons-WA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0hvkbHd1hI/AAAAAAAAAvk/-V1wkT8zA2o/s400/CSTEP_life-lessons-WA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136478046561097234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned a lesson a little while ago. I've always been a very independent thinker. Always on my own and argued my point very aggressively when I thought necessary (which in my youth was often) Thinking it was a battle I never conceded defeat. My current place of employment has challenged that aspect of me greatly. There have been times when I've taken things into my own hands and have been labeled a "Cowboy". From my perspective, even though I informed everyone of what I was doing I was still a non-team player because I did it on my own. This really bothered me because we are short staffed and I did fix the solution and shared my knowledge so one would think things would be good.  This has been the cause of a great deal of frustration and reflection for me. The situation kept repeating and each time I did what I felt strongly was the right thing and each time I would fix the issue and alienate the same people. I was very tempted to say "screw them, if they're too insecure to recognize help then they can kiss my Butt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just went live with a new application in our operating room. I'm and IT guy and my main responsibility is to get this new OR Application running properly. I was in at 5 AM because that is when patients start to arrive and the staff starts to prepare for the days operations. First thing we discover is that printing isn't working. Apparently the patients information is printing at another location and the other locations print jobs are printing in OR. This is not good and has a negative impact on patient care. It's early morning and there are no other IT folks around to help. So I switched printers. Now in a standard It environment this would have worked. In this case it did not and I made the situation worse.  Noe there are nurses upset, some patients upset and no print jobs. I was able to get a work around but it required some extra effort on the nurses. Fortunately they were able to work with me for until we could fix the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0hvo7Hd1iI/AAAAAAAAAvs/4k3hrVYybcg/s1600-h/092505_Lessons_from_4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0hvo7Hd1iI/AAAAAAAAAvs/4k3hrVYybcg/s400/092505_Lessons_from_4a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136478123870508578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach was in knots and I was very upset. I did some research and knew how to fix the problem but couldn't because I did not have the rights.  I had to go to the people who thought of me as a "cowboy" and inform them of my mistake and ask for help.  This went against every grain of my body.  I fought with this (and I mean fought) for a good while. There was a way I could patch it and know one would know the better but it wasn't the right way. I felt the fear of being wrong and/or being discovered.  It felt terrible and lonely.  I was soooo tempted to not let anyone know and go on my merry way.  I finally decided to let them know and ask for help. As one would guess they were not too happy and on top of that it took them some time to fix it which made the situation a little worse. After 3 hours it was fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad that I was able to overcome my ego and fear. I was greatly relieved and realized this was a lesson for me on many levels. Looking back I feel that all of those other incidents were preparation for me for this incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0hwVrHd1kI/AAAAAAAAAv8/60-RVdhiAiE/s1600-h/Pravs+J+-+Lessons+Of+Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0hwVrHd1kI/AAAAAAAAAv8/60-RVdhiAiE/s400/Pravs+J+-+Lessons+Of+Life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136478892669654594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-867450159947249742?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/867450159947249742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=867450159947249742' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/867450159947249742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/867450159947249742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/11/lesson-learned.html' title='A lesson learned'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0hvkbHd1hI/AAAAAAAAAvk/-V1wkT8zA2o/s72-c/CSTEP_life-lessons-WA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4834911879368992050</id><published>2007-11-24T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:24.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trotting on Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0hNyLHd1gI/AAAAAAAAAvc/PU5oDy0kRLc/s1600-h/NEW-turkeytrotlogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0hNyLHd1gI/AAAAAAAAAvc/PU5oDy0kRLc/s400/NEW-turkeytrotlogo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136440899388954114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone enjoyed the holiday.  Silly me decided to do a 10 mile race the morning of Thanksgiving.  Partially because I'm not too bright and partially because I got the chance to meet another runner through someone I worked with. I'm glad I went because I made a new friend. The race was nice but I paid for not being prepared. It was a nice run that went along a path that passed a bunch of horse stables. The race ended in a baseball field that is used for the pre-season games for the Seattle Mariners.  That was really neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4834911879368992050?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4834911879368992050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4834911879368992050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4834911879368992050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4834911879368992050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/11/trotting-on-turkey-day.html' title='Trotting on Turkey Day'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0hNyLHd1gI/AAAAAAAAAvc/PU5oDy0kRLc/s72-c/NEW-turkeytrotlogo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-2254704615049427293</id><published>2007-11-20T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:24.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free</title><content type='html'>I subscribe to an e-mail service called Daily Word. It's a daily e-mail sent from Unity offering a saying for the day. Every so often one comes along that has become an answer to something happening with me at the moment. This next one really hit home and inspired me so much I sent it to my family. I've been wanting change and slowly been gaining the courage to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0WF17Hd1fI/AAAAAAAAAvU/YHa4NHgN1TA/s1600-h/free-bird_T5664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0WF17Hd1fI/AAAAAAAAAvU/YHa4NHgN1TA/s400/free-bird_T5664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135658111534487026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 571px; height: 306px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.dailyword.com/images/clearpixel.gif" border="0" height="1" width="6" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="EC_date"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="title"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_subtitle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am free to live a happy and healthy life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_bodycopy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Discovery and growth are essential in life.&lt;br /&gt;Each day, I  learn something new about myself&lt;br /&gt;and the world around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_bodycopy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; At one time, I may have believed&lt;br /&gt;I was unable to  change my habits or behaviors.&lt;br /&gt;Spiritually awakened, I know that there  are&lt;br /&gt;no chains that bind me to an old, familiar way of being.&lt;br /&gt;Through the  power and presence of God within me,&lt;br /&gt;I am free to realize my highest  potential.&lt;br /&gt;I am free to enjoy and experience life in a whole new way.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_bodycopy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Through God’s spirit within,&lt;br /&gt;I am  divine in nature, and true freedom&lt;br /&gt;is my inheritance. God has given me  all that&lt;br /&gt;I need to live freely, fully, and creatively.&lt;br /&gt;Allowing the  light of God to shine through&lt;br /&gt;me in all that I do, I am free to live a  happy and healthy life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-2254704615049427293?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/2254704615049427293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=2254704615049427293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2254704615049427293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/2254704615049427293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-subscribe-to-e-mail-service-called.html' title='Free'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/R0WF17Hd1fI/AAAAAAAAAvU/YHa4NHgN1TA/s72-c/free-bird_T5664.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-6806119761156919019</id><published>2007-11-10T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:25.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHanges part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzWptFK_wbI/AAAAAAAAAu8/uBAtOi7JclE/s1600-h/houses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzWptFK_wbI/AAAAAAAAAu8/uBAtOi7JclE/s400/houses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131193942406054322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said in my mustache post I've really been feeling the urge to make some changes. Beyond making changes to my appearance I've started working on making professional changes. I'm going to start realty school to get my license so I can start in the arena of buying, fixing and flipping houses.  I've posted before about wanting to flip houses, I've just been procrastinating.    I'm also going to get together with an old friend with whom I worked with for the last 10 years. He's a consultant and that's another area I want to go into (becoming a consultant). I feel I want to effect positive change and for me I feel this is the best way to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzWpyFK_wcI/AAAAAAAAAvE/eCs-5uuWQmQ/s1600-h/home3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzWpyFK_wcI/AAAAAAAAAvE/eCs-5uuWQmQ/s400/home3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131194028305400258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, I am pretty scared. But at the same time I'm really excited about the possbilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzWp31K_wdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/BnVv9usjeEY/s1600-h/Sun_On_Earth_7BAA3683-2130-43F7-B961-41DDF12AABA8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzWp31K_wdI/AAAAAAAAAvM/BnVv9usjeEY/s400/Sun_On_Earth_7BAA3683-2130-43F7-B961-41DDF12AABA8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131194127089648082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-6806119761156919019?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/6806119761156919019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=6806119761156919019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6806119761156919019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6806119761156919019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/11/changes-part-2.html' title='CHanges part 2'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzWptFK_wbI/AAAAAAAAAu8/uBAtOi7JclE/s72-c/houses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-3834380733755804552</id><published>2007-11-08T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:25.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes?!?</title><content type='html'>OK, lately I've been getting an urge to make a change in my life. I don't know why but that's what I've been feeling. Sooooo I went and got myself a new haircut and I shaved my mustache of 15 years.  I am balding at my age so I was concerned more about the short haircut but it was my clean face that attracted the most attention and comments.  So far the preference from friends and family has been to grow the caterpillar back. I appreciate their honesty and I'm trying to get used to the new look but right now I'm 50/50. take a look and let me know your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzOpOlK_wZI/AAAAAAAAAus/8NH-RXCF7WE/s1600-h/100_2232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 341px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzOpOlK_wZI/AAAAAAAAAus/8NH-RXCF7WE/s400/100_2232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130630468466622866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzOpZVK_waI/AAAAAAAAAu0/4M3kQww4n34/s1600-h/new+epi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzOpZVK_waI/AAAAAAAAAu0/4M3kQww4n34/s400/new+epi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130630653150216610" 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/32908408-3834380733755804552?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/3834380733755804552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=3834380733755804552' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3834380733755804552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/3834380733755804552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/11/changes.html' title='Changes?!?'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RzOpOlK_wZI/AAAAAAAAAus/8NH-RXCF7WE/s72-c/100_2232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8898326592865648519</id><published>2007-11-05T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:25.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am an Individual</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_mfmshr-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/g_-IGo6hOlo/s1600-h/100_2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_mfmshr-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/g_-IGo6hOlo/s400/100_2670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129571931235921890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole took the picture above. I really like it and I told her so. She blushed and asked me "Do you really like it?" I said yes and she said "It says, I am and individual".  I thought that was pretty cool. I have to say I'm really proud of my babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8898326592865648519?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8898326592865648519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8898326592865648519' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8898326592865648519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8898326592865648519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-individual.html' title='I am an Individual'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_mfmshr-I/AAAAAAAAAuc/g_-IGo6hOlo/s72-c/100_2670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7601346765575404749</id><published>2007-11-05T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:27.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from NYC &amp; PA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_dZ2shr9I/AAAAAAAAAuU/L1WcZe0G0jI/s1600-h/100_2641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_dZ2shr9I/AAAAAAAAAuU/L1WcZe0G0jI/s400/100_2641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129561936847024082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're back!!  Even though I didn't do the marathon the weekend was excellent. It started off rough, I got into a heated argument with my wife. There was an issue that came up that could have potentially ruined the whole trip. Fortunately we worked through it and the weekend went really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_dAWshr7I/AAAAAAAAAuE/x4bJZjL5N4o/s1600-h/100_2520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_dAWshr7I/AAAAAAAAAuE/x4bJZjL5N4o/s400/100_2520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129561498760359858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole family went back and I think it was good to do to have some closure. When we moved it was quick and rough and I don't think we had a chance to reflect.  Especially for my kids, I noticed allot of mixed feelings from them as the weekend went on. I too experienced mixed emotions but I really do not regret our decision. Life is about change sometimes it's easier to adjust than other times.  I think I will always miss PA but home is in AZ now. Maybe sometime in the future we might go back but I really don't think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_c4mshr6I/AAAAAAAAAt8/koGPV991Des/s1600-h/100_2496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_c4mshr6I/AAAAAAAAAt8/koGPV991Des/s400/100_2496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129561365616373666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my oldest and youngest spent most of the weekend with their friends. My middle Nicole and Pam and myself spent a day in NYC and it was great!  We drove to one of my old neighborhoods in Brooklyn where I grew up. Allot of strong feelings their and I was happy to share it with them. We ran around central park and checked out the preparations for the marathon. And we topped the evening off with fun in time square and the play "RENT". It was the first time any of us have seen a broadway play and it was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_dN2shr8I/AAAAAAAAAuM/CppWLacIddw/s1600-h/100_2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_dN2shr8I/AAAAAAAAAuM/CppWLacIddw/s400/100_2446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129561730688593858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was love shared and experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7601346765575404749?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7601346765575404749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7601346765575404749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7601346765575404749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7601346765575404749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-from-nyc-pa.html' title='Back from NYC &amp; PA'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ry_dZ2shr9I/AAAAAAAAAuU/L1WcZe0G0jI/s72-c/100_2641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-916236756818553488</id><published>2007-10-30T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:40:04.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller2.swf?lyricid=20416&amp;amp;border=2&amp;amp;bordert=80&amp;amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgpic/bluedisco.jpg&amp;amp;filter=0x000000&amp;amp;filtert=25&amp;amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;fontname=arial&amp;amp;fontsize=11&amp;amp;speed=2" quality="high" name="scroll" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="210" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/rent-lyrics.html" title="RENT Lyrics"&gt;RENT Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/205b9d49-d3a7-4a4b-8b48-4cd67c717030&amp;amp;theName=Seasons of love&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-left:2px; color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none ; ; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=205b9d49-d3a7-4a4b-8b48-4cd67c717030"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FFFFFF; text-decoration:none " href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/205b9d49-d3a7-4a4b-8b48-4cd67c717030/Seasons-of-love/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:7px; font-weight:normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color:#FF6600; text-decoration:none" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;         eSnips Social DNA    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-916236756818553488?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/916236756818553488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=916236756818553488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/916236756818553488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/916236756818553488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/10/seasons-of-love.html' title='Seasons of Love'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7019164016494361568</id><published>2007-10-30T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:27.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RyfjP2shr5I/AAAAAAAAAt0/CSkNlcOpxvQ/s1600-h/samhain.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RyfjP2shr5I/AAAAAAAAAt0/CSkNlcOpxvQ/s400/samhain.1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127316562304413586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my Halloween Sweet Heart.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My lovely wife turns 40 this Samhain's Eve and she is more beautiful than ever &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and I love her more than ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RyfjFWshr4I/AAAAAAAAAts/NIqowPGI7Ng/s1600-h/Birthday+Pumpkin_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RyfjFWshr4I/AAAAAAAAAts/NIqowPGI7Ng/s400/Birthday+Pumpkin_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127316381915787138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7019164016494361568?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7019164016494361568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7019164016494361568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7019164016494361568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7019164016494361568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RyfjP2shr5I/AAAAAAAAAt0/CSkNlcOpxvQ/s72-c/samhain.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4595474287539207782</id><published>2007-10-29T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:27.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RyasLmshr1I/AAAAAAAAAtU/U3-ERtzHCVY/s1600-h/RENT1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RyasLmshr1I/AAAAAAAAAtU/U3-ERtzHCVY/s400/RENT1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126974541173731154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! We just watched "RENT" The movie version of the Broadway Play and wow it was great!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to actually see the play!  Many people have told me how good it was and now I know why.  OOOF!  If you get the chance, please rent the movie or better yet see the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RyasW2shr2I/AAAAAAAAAtc/_jFXJPuIWo4/s1600-h/rent3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RyasW2shr2I/AAAAAAAAAtc/_jFXJPuIWo4/s400/rent3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126974734447259490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4595474287539207782?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4595474287539207782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4595474287539207782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4595474287539207782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4595474287539207782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/10/rent.html' title='RENT'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RyasLmshr1I/AAAAAAAAAtU/U3-ERtzHCVY/s72-c/RENT1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7087398284427802202</id><published>2007-10-29T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T06:33:58.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbers!?! , Running Update</title><content type='html'>My friend Titania had a posting awhile ago about  seeing repeating matching numbers i.e. she would see 444 , 555, 777. I thought this was really interesting so I googled them. To my surprise I discovered there were listed meanings for them.  Lately I've been seeing 333. I've dreamt that I would finish a marathon in 3 hours 33 minutes a couple of times. I thought it was cool but didn't pursue it. Lately I've been waking up at 3:33 so I decided to start looking into it. I found one site that said 333 signified changed. If anyone can offer anymore information I would be very appreciative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the season with lofty goals with respect to running. Unfortunately they are not going to be realized in the time that I wanted. I did not run the Steamtown Marathon because of a slight injury and I just withdrew my name from the NYC Marathon because I am not in marathon shape.&lt;br /&gt;The good part about withdrawing is I get a guaranteed spot for next year.  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case I'm still going to NYC with my family because I can't get my money back. So we're planning on making the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7087398284427802202?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7087398284427802202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7087398284427802202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7087398284427802202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7087398284427802202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/10/numbers-running-update.html' title='Numbers!?! , Running Update'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8095674605821673589</id><published>2007-10-28T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T20:00:15.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditation Music</title><content type='html'>My Middle child is getting into meditation, she found this nice 7 minute meditation piece of music. It's very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pX_nIjAzEm8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pX_nIjAzEm8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8095674605821673589?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8095674605821673589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8095674605821673589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8095674605821673589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8095674605821673589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/10/meditation-music.html' title='Meditation Music'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-408357718980758365</id><published>2007-10-11T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:28.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We got Robbed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rw4gwA8N5VI/AAAAAAAAAs8/FUpsIJPwOCw/s1600-h/thief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rw4gwA8N5VI/AAAAAAAAAs8/FUpsIJPwOCw/s400/thief.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120065835625211218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping my first post back would be about our weekend but it's not. We discovered yesterday that we were robbed. Even more disturbing was the fact that it was our own fault. I guess living in Pa the last 10 years our sense of security became laxed. We left the garage door open and someone came in while we were sleeping and stole a bunch of things including my wallet and car keys. I think they didn't steal the car because the other car was blocking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, nothing like getting robbed to really make you take a look at your values and your own sense of security. I experienced a range of emotions before I was able to ground myself. Here's a funny; As I was distracted by these emotions I called the police to file a report. I look up Peoria Police dept on line and call them. I tell them what happened and they let me know they're sending a car. I wait and about 15 minutes alter they call me back telling me they can't find my house. They confirm the address again and let me know they'll be here soon. Another 15 minutes and they call again. After talking to them for another 5 minutes I discover I called Peoria Illinois, I live in Peoria  Arizona. It was funny and the operator had a good sense of humor. This help me get grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rw4g2A8N5WI/AAAAAAAAAtE/l3KFcB1nRSM/s1600-h/94072503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rw4g2A8N5WI/AAAAAAAAAtE/l3KFcB1nRSM/s400/94072503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120065938704426338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The robbers got some nice things and I hope they truly enjoy it. It was our own fault and if I was a thief, I would have thought I hit the lottery. I was surprised that they didn't take more than they did. My biggest concern is to help my family feel comfortable again in our house. But I'm sure in time, we'll be OK. Again something like this is like a big curve ball and it makes you take a step back and evaluate what's important to you. I love my family and I'm glad we're together, healthy and safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rw4g6Q8N5XI/AAAAAAAAAtM/wYvi3_Bu--w/s1600-h/ist2_2544629_scribbles_family_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rw4g6Q8N5XI/AAAAAAAAAtM/wYvi3_Bu--w/s400/ist2_2544629_scribbles_family_love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120066011718870386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-408357718980758365?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/408357718980758365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=408357718980758365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/408357718980758365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/408357718980758365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-got-robbed.html' title='We got Robbed!'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rw4gwA8N5VI/AAAAAAAAAs8/FUpsIJPwOCw/s72-c/thief.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-7230294862885544991</id><published>2007-10-03T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:29.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RwQ8-w8N5UI/AAAAAAAAAs0/hX7sLHU53RM/s1600-h/contemplating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RwQ8-w8N5UI/AAAAAAAAAs0/hX7sLHU53RM/s400/contemplating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117282125586752834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally starting making some progress with the project I'm on at work and I have been able to get home at a decent time and kinda relax. Although I am on call until Friday:o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm been really busy and stressed because I'm starting to think crazy thoughts. I originally signed up to do the steamtown marathon in Scranton this Sunday. My running wasn't going the way I thought it should be going so I signed up for the Road Runners 1/2 marathon this Saturday instead. Now I'm actually considering doing both!!!! Am I nuts or what?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to prove anything I just really enjoy running and for some reason feel very guilty about not running the marathon.  So far because they're so far apart distance wise, I do not think I will be able to do both. Pam and I have already made several commitments in NYC for Saturday, so getting back to PA in time to pickup my runners packet would not be likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just stop questioning myself and just go with the feeling regardless if it makes sense or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let ya know what happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RwQ86A8N5TI/AAAAAAAAAss/BD_NeHovLJY/s1600-h/ab0211110330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RwQ86A8N5TI/AAAAAAAAAss/BD_NeHovLJY/s400/ab0211110330.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117282043982374194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-7230294862885544991?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/7230294862885544991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=7230294862885544991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7230294862885544991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/7230294862885544991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-break.html' title='A little break'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RwQ8-w8N5UI/AAAAAAAAAs0/hX7sLHU53RM/s72-c/contemplating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-4760170441489523073</id><published>2007-09-30T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:29.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROUGH Week!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rv_Kng8N5SI/AAAAAAAAAsk/OX2RddbdjL8/s1600-h/hectic.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rv_Kng8N5SI/AAAAAAAAAsk/OX2RddbdjL8/s400/hectic.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116030481922385186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man  what a terrible week this was!!  Work was so incredibly stressful and time consuming that I honestly considered not going in a couple of times. We're short because a key team member left the team last week and everyone is panicking. Working 10 to 12 hour days, I definitely found myself being challenged this week.  Did not get to run at all and I was so wound up that meditating was more frustrating than relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we all have them and I'm very happy this week is over. I don't expect this next week to be better but I have been able to take a step back and regain my perspective on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in NYC next weekend for another race and I'm really looking forward to spending time with Pam (wifey). just her and me.   While I was  running today I had flashbacks of my old neighborhood in Brooklyn. There's allot of history there from my early childhood. I think I will take Pam and just visit. She's heard allot but has never been there. The irony is that I run through that neighborhood every time I have run the NYC Marathon. Every time I run through it I get goose bumps, my stomach gets tight and a couple of times I've started to cry during the run.  Some powerful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give a shout to  Titania, today is her birthday, Happy Birthday T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my rant for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-4760170441489523073?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/4760170441489523073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=4760170441489523073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4760170441489523073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/4760170441489523073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/09/rough-week.html' title='ROUGH Week!!!'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rv_Kng8N5SI/AAAAAAAAAsk/OX2RddbdjL8/s72-c/hectic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-8749325580267285729</id><published>2007-09-30T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T08:50:45.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RDE # 6</title><content type='html'>Ran a nice 6 miles today. Felt pretty good. I was happy to be back running after a really rough week. Weighed in at 192 lbs.  Not bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-8749325580267285729?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/8749325580267285729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=8749325580267285729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8749325580267285729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/8749325580267285729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/09/rde-6.html' title='RDE # 6'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-5788231114830540992</id><published>2007-09-23T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:30.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>College Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcR-g8N5QI/AAAAAAAAAsU/A4fU-aSVlzM/s1600-h/061230_carroll_hmed_3p.hmedium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcR-g8N5QI/AAAAAAAAAsU/A4fU-aSVlzM/s400/061230_carroll_hmed_3p.hmedium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113575667594552578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream that I remember. My thought is I'm remembering for a purpose but it does not make sense to me yet. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at the USC campus and Coach Pete Carroll is trying to recruit me for their football team. IF you don't know USC is currently ranked number 1. Even though I'm very excited and know I could do the job I'm questioning the logic of hiring a 40 something to go back to college. He tells me not to worry that that have me all set up to be a lab pathologist. I'm curious and notice a crowd of young students headed my way. Next thing I know I'm laying down and there are students suspended about 3 feet above me in sleeping bags. I notice I'm surrounded by students in sleeping bags all looking at me. I can barely move and starting to get a bit claustrophobic. I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcSEQ8N5RI/AAAAAAAAAsc/OdM5n8ZstBQ/s1600-h/fans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcSEQ8N5RI/AAAAAAAAAsc/OdM5n8ZstBQ/s400/fans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113575766378800402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice while I was writing this that I had a dream about a coach awhile back. Coach Bob Knight. Currently I don't know if  there is any significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5788231114830540992?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5788231114830540992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5788231114830540992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5788231114830540992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5788231114830540992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/09/college-dream.html' title='College Dream'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcR-g8N5QI/AAAAAAAAAsU/A4fU-aSVlzM/s72-c/061230_carroll_hmed_3p.hmedium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-6393635895499937585</id><published>2007-09-23T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:30.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A fresh start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcNyQ8N5NI/AAAAAAAAAr8/yuYo3K33ygw/s1600-h/newday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcNyQ8N5NI/AAAAAAAAAr8/yuYo3K33ygw/s400/newday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113571059094643922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I run I usually meditate or put myself in a positive thought mode. Sometimes I make plans or do some philosophical thinking. On the beginning of todays run I was being a little hard on myself for being lazy and waiting so long to start the run. As the miles went by and I came into a more positive frame of mind I thought about something really cool. People always like to put numbers or limits on themselves; for example "If I don't get this in 3 attempts, I'm giving up!" or "when are they going to stop they already tried 6 times".  Who made up limits anyway? Where does it that we have to put a number on the things we do? I smoked once and I've quit and restarted more than I can count. There were times where I thought "Man, I've already tried this so many times why don't I just stop trying?". But I realized something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcN4g8N5OI/AAAAAAAAAsE/ugBP3dYrWFw/s1600-h/happy_girl_jumping_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcN4g8N5OI/AAAAAAAAAsE/ugBP3dYrWFw/s400/happy_girl_jumping_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113571166468826338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no limits!!!  Every day is a fresh start a new beginning! We are the ones that limit ourselves by setting boundaries.  If my lazy side won and I didn't run today I would've really been bummed out for a time. But the cool thing is that I know tomorrow I can get up and do a run. Sure it's a day later but I can still do the run, there's nothing from stopping me from doing the run except myself. Hence there's nothing stopping us from doing what we want. Will we make mistakes, yes, will we experience failures, yes. But everyday is a new day to build on your lessons and create a better you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get redundant and I'm guessing this might not be news to some who read this. But I think it's really cool. See to me this means that there is always a chance. Regardless of the obstacles there's always a new day for a fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcN-A8N5PI/AAAAAAAAAsM/NSzEpNUxoHI/s1600-h/fairies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcN-A8N5PI/AAAAAAAAAsM/NSzEpNUxoHI/s400/fairies1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113571260958106866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-6393635895499937585?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/6393635895499937585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=6393635895499937585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6393635895499937585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6393635895499937585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/09/fresh-start.html' title='A fresh start'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcNyQ8N5NI/AAAAAAAAAr8/yuYo3K33ygw/s72-c/newday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-5814092878770672424</id><published>2007-09-23T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:31.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RDE # 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcJLQ8N5LI/AAAAAAAAArs/rB0FeLtgRqg/s1600-h/071006_sunburn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcJLQ8N5LI/AAAAAAAAArs/rB0FeLtgRqg/s400/071006_sunburn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113565991033234610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran 16 miles today and it wasn't that bad, wasn't that good, but it wasn't that bad. I ended up starting later than I would have liked. I was in bed arguing with myself to get up and get the run done and it took some time before the runner in me won. Today was weighing day and I lost two pounds(I'm now 197.5 lbs). Not as much as I wanted but it's going in the right direction which is what counts. It was a hot day and I got sun burn. I'm feeling really tired and I know it's a combination of the run and sunburn. I really really dislike sunburn because of the fact that it drains my energy because of my body trying to repair itself.  I'm still trying to get a handle on how to deal with this. Diet wise I've been bad but I'm improving. I'm going to try what T suggested and try the grazing method. Keep ya updated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcJQQ8N5MI/AAAAAAAAAr0/BSZVH4PNAiY/s1600-h/taz-tired.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcJQQ8N5MI/AAAAAAAAAr0/BSZVH4PNAiY/s400/taz-tired.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113566076932580546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5814092878770672424?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5814092878770672424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5814092878770672424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5814092878770672424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5814092878770672424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/09/rde-5.html' title='RDE # 5'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/RvcJLQ8N5LI/AAAAAAAAArs/rB0FeLtgRqg/s72-c/071006_sunburn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-6973855389129280325</id><published>2007-09-19T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T20:19:49.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RDE # 4</title><content type='html'>Did a 12 mile run today.  Todays run was more painful and required more effort. I definitely did not have the energy I had the other day. I drank 60 ounces of fluid as compared to 40 on my last run. In any case I know I'm going to get a really good nights sleep. Diet wise ate light today, missed breakfast, had salad for lunch and leftover spaghetti for dinner. I'll be sure to include more carbs and protein the next day I do another 12 or higher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-6973855389129280325?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/6973855389129280325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=6973855389129280325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6973855389129280325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/6973855389129280325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/09/rde-4.html' title='RDE # 4'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-540928022635967602</id><published>2007-09-19T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T05:05:49.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RDE #3</title><content type='html'>My coach is always pushing resting after a major run. Normally I would not listen and do another run but this Tuesday my body was telling me to listen to the coach. :o).  Diet wise it was a medium day, I skipped breakfast because I was running late had a medium lunch and decent dinner.  Felt really tired all day but I also think it is because it was a very hectic day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-540928022635967602?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/540928022635967602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=540928022635967602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/540928022635967602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/540928022635967602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/09/rde-3.html' title='RDE #3'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32908408.post-5384345224638029123</id><published>2007-09-17T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:32:31.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RDE #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ru9Ljh3Vd8I/AAAAAAAAArk/z-yIiveK6fY/s1600-h/19139-donut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ru9Ljh3Vd8I/AAAAAAAAArk/z-yIiveK6fY/s400/19139-donut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111387175846770626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran 12 miles today. Started at 5 after work, it was 97 degrees but the run was a good one. Had plenty of fluids, drank about 40 oz during the run. It felt good, I took my time and didn't push it.&lt;br /&gt;Diet wise I had a big breakfast (Denny's (Yum)).  Light lunch (carrot) and decent dinner, medium portion of mexican spaghetti. My wife bought dutch crum donuts (my favorite) and I'm debating having one. So for the need for a donut is winning.  :o).  For me the running is not going to be the hardest part, the dieting will be. But I gotta remember to take baby steps. Also did my normal set of squats, push ups and sit ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32908408-5384345224638029123?l=mylife-epi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/feeds/5384345224638029123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32908408&amp;postID=5384345224638029123' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5384345224638029123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32908408/posts/default/5384345224638029123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylife-epi.blogspot.com/2007/09/rde-2.html' title='RDE #2'/><author><name>Epi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13742921687780027567</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wmw961S4fds/Rkfaz0o1QwI/AAAAAAAAAdk/US2urDPxmvg/s400/100_2232.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wmw961S4fds/Ru9Ljh3Vd8I/AAAAAAAAArk/z-yIiveK6fY/s72-c/19139-donut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
