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  <title>Carefull Cultivation</title>
  <subtitle>WILDROSE</subtitle>
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    <title>wildrose80 @ 2009-10-30T13:03:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-30T18:03:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #cca solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;The Bullshit Goes Straight to your Head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi" method="get"&gt;Enter a word for your own slogan: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.6em; padding:0px"&gt;Generated by the &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advertising Slogan Generator&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Get &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan?word=Bullshit"&gt;more Bullshit slogans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Who will you be?</title>
    <published>2009-10-30T17:52:57Z</published>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What are you going to be for Halloween this year? Are you going to wear coordinating costumes with a friend or partner? Did you buy something pre-fab or make it yourself?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_crazyprotein' lj:user='crazyprotein' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://crazyprotein.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://crazyprotein.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;crazyprotein&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=1134'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=1134"&gt;View 1026 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
 I am going to be a demoness. Not the skinshowing type, the teriffying teeth, blood and gore rip your heart out and eat it type. I plan on scaring the local kids to the weeping point. I am not coordinating at all as Syd and the big boys are all going to be zombies, Mason went crazy for a tiger costume that he wants to wear 24-7, and Jackie is going to be the white kitten from the aristocats. I am teaming the makeup and teeth up with a flowing black dress that I have had for years. I may apply horns. we shall see! What are YOU doing for halloween?</content>
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    <title>Hi there. Been a while!</title>
    <published>2009-10-28T17:28:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-28T17:28:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, how are you? We haven't talked in a while. A lot has happened since we last spoke. William is dead. So is JP, known to you here as toowittybird. 3 other close family funerals as well. As they were my best friends I am now alone friend wise. I still have my Beth but we live such separate lives that its more like a sister I never see. I wrote my dad off. My Mom and I are speaking now, even closeish! I had a daughter last year. she is growing well. A beauty who knows what she wants and will do what it takes to get it. Mason is 2 now and more handsome and stubborn every day. Logan is 10! can you believe that? And Drew will be nine next month. I am here because I typed this into my browser on accident. SO tell me how you are!</content>
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    <title>oh god, help me</title>
    <published>2008-03-19T04:48:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-19T04:48:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A year ago tomorrow, the 19th. of march 2007, I lost my best friend of 10yrs to what I shall simply call an aneurysm. Tomorrow the 19th of march 2008 my other best friend goes in for brain surgery to remove a massive brain tumor. I have a HORID cold and Morning noon and night sickness. Family is causing major grief over who gets us for Easter. Logan won't stay out of trouble at school. I have no idea whats going on with Drew thanks to his dad and his dads GF. Mason won't sleep at night no matter what I do. I...just...want to die. I can't take anymore. I can't give anymore. I feel used up and flat. empty. lost. hopeless. petty. selfish. weak. worthless.</content>
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    <title>guess what?</title>
    <published>2008-02-19T01:54:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-19T01:54:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wildrose80:51925</id>
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    <title>Dissapointment abounds</title>
    <published>2008-01-17T20:46:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-17T20:46:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Isn't it amazing how you can be dissapointed to the point of massive depression even if you know better then to expect otherwise? I know my Dad is unreliable and dissmisive, even at fifty he acts like he is 21 (only that old because he is for sure old enough to get into bars, and does regularly.)He was supposed to visit us this morning and I can't get him on the phone even. He promissed he would get me a new pair of glasses for christmas, HIS offer, I did't ask for it. I just wish he would act like a Dad, you know. I KNOW BETTER! this has been going on for 10 damn years. He does something, I get hurt, we don't talk for a few weeks/months, I forgive, we talk, REPEAT! When the hell will I learn not to take his word to heart? He is not capable of behaving in a fatherly fasion. He is far to busy with his five girlfriends to have time for familly. (I am acctually not exagerating here he has five.) To hell with it I am shutting up</content>
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    <title>I wonder</title>
    <published>2007-12-02T19:48:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-02T19:48:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why do they call it PANTS? Even more why do we call it a PAIR of pants? Is each leg a pant? If so why do we say "a pant leg" instead of just "a pant"? For that matter why "Pant" at all? Just wondered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUH-BYE</content>
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    <title>Just poping to say OMG is my niece not adorable?</title>
    <published>2007-12-02T03:55:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-02T03:55:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bears and Elmo, how gravy can it get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:wildrose80:51001</id>
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    <title>Life is a trade off...</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T07:41:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T07:43:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I Have to say that things are all right right now. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just bought a new minivan. I f^@&amp;in love it. It has leather seats with BUT WARMERS! Five disk CD changer, compass and temp, more buttons than I know what to do with, lots of storage, four passenger doors (on a remote open and shut), and it is a gorgeous burgundy color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best girlfriend is having trouble so she is gonna stay with us till she and her man get their place, it is nice to have her around but I worry about her. It hurts me to see people I love get used and abused, and she is. It hurts worse then if it were ME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason is getting BIG, the little cutie. He is saying Ma now when he wants me. No its not just me hearing it either. I thought it was random sounds at first but he does it ONLY when he wants me. Well when he is aggravated at me too. Earlier he wanted to play and I was trying to get him to sleep and he started yellin and he hollered "Ma MA!" in his best "what the hell is wrong with you" voice. Too funny.  He turned four months old yesterday. Some times I want him to get older so he will actually SLEEP at night and sometimes I want him to stop growing and stay my baby. I went through similar emotions with the other two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan is doing well. He has adjusted to his father being dead well. Better then I have really. He is getting pretty good grades in school, when he feels like doing the work. He is a sneaky little monster, always trying to see what he can get away with. It is too funny! SOOOOOOO normal at his age. He is so sweet tho. Always helping when he can and so good most of the time. He adores his baby and is always lending a hand. I worry about him feeling neglected but he swears that he knows he is loved so that is a good thing. He is so silly. Makes up songs for me and loves a good joke book. His favorite word for a long time was "peanut butter". It was the punch line for every joke for a wile. I am for real! Like "knock knock" who's there? "PEANUT BUTTER!" and he would burst into great peals of laughter. I thank God he got over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew is getting big too. He reads better than Logan already! He is going to be 7 in November. Where has the time gone? Still such the ladies man. When he goes out to play nine times out of ten he can be seen with one of the little girls holding hands. Having a hard time getting him to stop hitting them tho. He sees his dad be mean to girls and thinks it is ok. I wish I knew what to do. We have tried to talk to him, tried punishment, but nothing works. He is a little cuddle bug tho and so smart and creative. He gets excited so easy and can't help but giggle even when getting punished. Such a ready laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sid is as always the Love Of My Life. We have issues like any couple but I know he loves me as I love him. I can't imagine life with out him in it. He is such a proud Papa and gets the coolest grins from Mason when he gets home from work. Not to mention me throwing myself at him. Speaking of, I need to be next to him now instead of on a dumb machine. Night all! </content>
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    <title>What Do You Have To Say? - Travel: Summer's Best</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T06:54:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T06:54:23Z</updated>
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 My sons birth, visiting my mom, Syd getting me roses for no reason.</content>
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    <title>What Do You Have To Say? - Music: My First Favorite Band</title>
    <published>2007-09-14T17:47:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-14T17:47:38Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What was the first band you became a fan of?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Brought to you by HP | &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/hp_contest.bml"&gt;Contest&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/lj_contests/4344.html"&gt;Vote for Winners!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=27'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=27"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to say Counting Crows. Depressing music a bit but great sound and matched my mood.</content>
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    <title>ENERGY!</title>
    <published>2007-09-14T17:24:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-14T17:24:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As you all know Mason is now about 3.5 months old. I haven't had a good nights sleep in around six months! I have taken to buying 5 hr energy drinks 9 packs of 2 at a time. The second to last time I did this the clerk at Walgreen's (they are having a buy two get one free deal) asked me if they work. After blinking at him for a moment (I just bought 18 bottles you idiot what do you think?) I informed him of my sleep situation and further noted that if it were not for 5 hr I would be unable to move much of the time. YAYYYY (sarcasm) for sounding like a commercial but for heavens sake if it works this well you have to spread the word. I have tried Monster, Vault, Red Bull, Red Line, you name it I have most likely tried it. I like 5 Hr the best. YAYYYYYY (not sarcasm) for functionality!</content>
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    <title>wildrose80 @ 2007-08-28T23:37:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-29T04:36:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-29T04:36:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Time does not bring relief &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time does not bring relief; you all have lied &lt;br /&gt;Who told me time would ease me of my pain! &lt;br /&gt;I miss him in the weeping of the rain; &lt;br /&gt;I want him at the shrinking of the tide; &lt;br /&gt;The old snows melt from every mountain-side, &lt;br /&gt;And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane; &lt;br /&gt;But last year's bitter loving must remain &lt;br /&gt;Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide. &lt;br /&gt;There are a hundred places where I fear &lt;br /&gt;To go - so with his memory they brim. &lt;br /&gt;And entering with relief some quiet place &lt;br /&gt;Where never fell his foot or shone his face &lt;br /&gt;I say, 'There is no memory of him here!' &lt;br /&gt;And so stand stricken, so remembering him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edna St Vincent Millay (1892 -1950)</content>
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    <title>Will</title>
    <published>2007-08-29T04:18:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-29T04:18:16Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I know it has been a few months but every once in a while it hits me fresh that he is gone. I still pick up the phone to call him. I still see him in dreams, often. I still start crying out of nowhere, when I realize anew that he is never coming back. How long before I will start to heal? How long before I can cope? God Will, I miss you so damn much. I wish you could be here to hug your son. I wish Mason could know you. I didn't realize how much I took having you here for granted. I want you back with us.</content>
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    <title>HOLY CRAP! SHE LIVES!</title>
    <published>2007-08-08T13:48:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-08T13:48:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Masons swing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">LOL. I know, I never post any more. things have been.... crazy, this year. In the last 12 months we have had three funerals (two of them close family deaths)and a birth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mason is now over two months old! He is a sweet little guy. He is smiling now like an old pro. He is starting to control his little fists. Poor little fella had his two month shots yesterday and was a little trooper about it. Not a single wail for either needle! He felt so bad later however, that he was inconsolable for an hr and a half till his Daddy went to get him infant Tylenol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan Starts third grade soon and Drew Starts first grade. They grow so fast! It feels like just yesterday that I held them as I hold little Mason now. I love our newish home and neighborhood. We now live in  two flat in a safe area surrounded by children for my big boys to play with. I am starting to get to know the parents as well which is nice. Best of all THEY ALL SPEAK ENGLISH! Hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to get rid of two of our cats. Four is just too much. We only had them outnumbered by one! Taz and Ghost seem to be happier as well. More attention to go around I guess. I am still rearranging things, trying to find the best way to fit everything in without being cluttered. It is getting there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you bothered to read this whole long boring post, thanks! I will leave you to your Internet meanderings now and wish you a great day, or night as the case might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and best wishes to all!</content>
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    <title>For Parents</title>
    <published>2007-07-24T19:47:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-24T19:47:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stolen from www.Jumbojoke.com too funny even if inaccurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When You Find Out&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: Your maternity clothes are your regular clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for the Birth&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: You practice your breathing religiously.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: You don't bother because you remember that last time, breathing didn't do a thing.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: You ask for an epidural in your eighth month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Layette&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: You pre-wash newborn's clothes, color-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard only the ones with the darkest stains.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: Sure, boys can wear pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worries&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: At the first sign of distress you pick up the baby.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your firstborn.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: You teach your 3-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacifiers&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: If the pacifier falls on the floor, you put it away until you can go home and wash and boil it.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: When the he pacifier falls on the floor, you squirt it off with some juice from the baby's bottle.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: You wipe it off on your shirt and pop it back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diapering&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: You change your baby's diapers every hour, whether they need it or not.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: You change their diaper every two to three hours, if needed.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: You try to change their diaper before others start to complain about the smell or you see it sagging to their knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and Baby Story Hour.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: You take your infant to the supermarket and to the dry cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Out&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call home five times.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees blood spraying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Home&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: You spend a bit of everyday watching to be sure your older child isn't squeezing, poking, or hitting the baby.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography&lt;br /&gt;1st baby: You take photos of every milestone in the baby's life, including spitting up, skinned knees, meeting grandma, and more.&lt;br /&gt;2nd baby: You try to take photos at least once a year.&lt;br /&gt;3rd baby: He looks enough like his brother that taking photos is redundant.</content>
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    <title>Who ever said pain becomes an old familiar friend LIED</title>
    <published>2007-05-29T20:26:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-29T20:27:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As my DH has apparently told most of you I have not yet delivered my tiny bit of love. I have however been having labor pains for almost a month now. It has gotten to the point that I want to cry all the time, both from the pain and the anticipation of the pain. The doc said its no biggie, just take Tylenol to help sleep. I never sleep more then 20-30 mins at a time. I can't think, can't sleep, can't concentrate on anything. just hurt. You know? I am looking FORWARD to that hysterectomy. YAYYYYY HYSTERECTOMY!!!!!</content>
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    <title>What kind of ass...</title>
    <published>2007-02-11T02:58:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-11T03:00:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...makes a pregnant woman cry (who just got out of the hospital may I add due to baby scare?) and then laughs at her? My former landlord did. Due to sub zero (after wind chill) temps, and lack of work due to that, we are unable to pay our last months rent as fast as we would like. We are 10 days late and he tells us, "pay today or get evicted". We gave him a "Notice of intent to vacate" in PLENTY of time, told him to keep the deposit AND found him another tenant to take our place and are expediting our leave taking to ensure that he has minimal losses, but he feels it is OK to call me and cuss me out call me a bitch when I tell him he needs to talk to Sid because I can't talk to him (stress is a BIG no no for me right now, Docs orders) and laugh at me when I get so upset that I start to cry. He knows my situation. He knows that this is a high risk pregnancy and that stress can put me back in the hospital. He doesn't care. I feel sick now.</content>
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    <title>New Digs</title>
    <published>2007-01-27T16:54:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-27T16:54:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gentle friends, as you are aware we are soon to have an edition to our little familly. If you percive a familly of five to be little that is. Baby makes three indeed, in our case however, it is three sons of which we speak. This would lead one to understand that a two bedroom apatment is no longer able to contain us with any mesure of comfort. We need an alternative, so we found one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This thing we find is a cramped and miserable little house for rent in Robbins IL. that could easily fit into our two bedroom apartment with room to spare. The fact that it included a garage made up for a lot, as well as the washer and dryer. We then procede to inform the imediate familly of our charming find, along with the classic plea for help relocating that all who have experienced a move have had to render. Unless that is, they have an unlimited funds or grown sons, which we will have a few years yet to forbear untill either come to pass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This petition for assistance renders more help then we had bargined for when my sister-in-law informed us of the impending vacancy in the two flat in which she resides. We view the place find it vastly more to our liking and shall begin movin in on the fifteenth of febuary. It is an adoable three bedroom with a spatious kitchen, ample little boy space, a roomy area for a nursery, and much closet space. It includes a fenced in back yard with a large deck, and is in a Fantastic school sistem. The elementary school recived a rating of 8 from greatschools.com. Needless to say we are enormusly pleased and are looking forward to living in Tinley park.</content>
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    <title>Interesting...</title>
    <published>2007-01-26T15:54:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-26T15:54:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="roundboxTopWrap"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="roundboxTopInt"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="roundboxContent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 15px; PADDING-LEFT: 15px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 15px; PADDING-TOP: 15px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #457aff; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;, you're now &lt;span style="COLOR: #0f3cac"&gt;logged in!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; COLOR: #0000ff; PADDING-TOP: 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Below you'll find your test result. After, continue on to your homescreen to discover what we're about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;a href="/home"&gt;&lt;u&gt;continue to OkCupid homescreen &amp;gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="roundboxBotWrap"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="roundboxBotInt"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;
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&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Devoted Lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;77% partner focus, 42% aggressiveness, 45% adventurousness &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Based on the results of this test, it is highly likely that: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You prefer your romance and love to be traditional rather than daring or out-of-the-ordinary, you would rather be pursued than do the pursuing and, when it comes to physical love, your satisfaction comes more from providing a wonderful time to your partner than simply seeking your own. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This places you in the Lover Style of: &lt;b&gt;The Devoted Lover&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Devoted Lover is a wonderful Lover Style, and is perhaps the best Lover Style when it comes to developing a long-term, caring and rewarding relationship. The Devoted Lover is a treasure to find, though it is sometimes difficult to time establishing a relationship with one just right; usually, this is the last romantic relationship you'll need to find, so sow any wild oats first. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In terms of physical love, the Devoted Lover can be shy at first but gradually warms and eventually can be a thrilling partner who knows every need of his/her partner. Given a strong and loving relationship, and the right lover, the Devoted Lover can be a delight in bed. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Best Compatibility can probably be found with: The Suave Lover (most of all) or the Classic Lover, or the Carnal Lover. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you enjoyed this test, I would love the feedback! Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in the following:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=9935030990046738815"&gt;Nerds, Geeks &amp; Dorks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16508533975919017840"&gt;Professional Wrestling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17325897279428986557"&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=10603689462944369577"&gt;America/Politics&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks Again! -- &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8115472531704248346"&gt;THE LOVER STYLE PROFILE TEST&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;partner focus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;aggressiveness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;adventurousness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=8115472531704248346"&gt;The Lover Style Profile Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=donathos"&gt;donathos&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>wildrose80 @ 2007-01-21T18:09:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-22T00:12:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-22T00:12:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">BEARS ARE GOING TO MIAMI!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! BOUT DAMN TIME!</content>
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    <title>This is for You Jeeps and fluffy!</title>
    <published>2006-11-18T00:04:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-18T00:04:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.JumboJoke.com/true_friendship_813.html"&gt;Good joke: True Friendship&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Is this not just too adorable?</title>
    <published>2006-11-17T22:17:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Yes, I know. I havent posted much of late. I am bad bad girl. Between being sick all the time, life in general, and the holidays I just didn't have the energy. I hope this makes up for it some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>Waiting</title>
    <published>2006-09-27T20:40:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-27T20:40:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its seems to me we spend our whole life waiting while at the same time we say "I can't WAIT!". If we are planned pregnancys Our parents start it for us. They wait to get pregnent. then they wait for us to get born. Then they wait for our firsts. Our first words, first steps, first solid foods. Then we wait. We learned it from them, and they from their folks. We wait for our first day of school, then the last. then we wait till we grow up and get to be our own boss. then we wait for our workday to be over, and then for retirement. Then, well then we wait to die. Nothing is ever really the thing we thought we were waiting for. Does anyone else ever feel this way?</content>
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    <title>GUESS WHAT!</title>
    <published>2006-09-25T04:29:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">WE'RE PREGNANT! Well I am actually but same thing. Tho if Syd was we sure would be rich. But YAAAAAAYYYYYY WOOOO FRICKING HOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a baby gonna have a baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUBYE! Gonna go NOT be able to sleep now.</content>
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