<?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-6220307483487902911</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:09:26.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos is COOL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09489515234060707317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST1w9gLcvkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o8ksHcUjBpY/S220/032.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220307483487902911.post-9190848977415119844</id><published>2009-01-02T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T08:05:51.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does Chaois is COOL mean?</title><content type='html'>I dated a fellow who said he could not stand to be at my house because of all of the chaos.  I didn't know how to respond to that because - to me - chaos is normal.  I grew up as the oldest daughter in a house of boys.  I, myself, have 4 kids and assorted animals.  I know nothing BUT chaos.  I, somehow, am able to tune out the screaming and fighting.  If there is blood, come see me, but otherwise carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up dating this guy for 5 years.  I should have dumped him the first time he called my kids baggage.  Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a job interview Tuesday for a clerk position at the Department of Health and Human Services.  I think it went well.  It would be a major pay cut from what I was making at AA, however it is more than unemployemt AND I would not have to commute 3 hours every day.  That alone is worth something, right?  At least that is what I told the interviewing ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea is 26 weeks pregnant and bless her heart.  BLESS HER HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colby got hired full time at UPS and has learned that if one overspends one's checking account, one's bank takes advantage of that.  A very valuable lesson to learn indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220307483487902911-9190848977415119844?l=chaosiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/feeds/9190848977415119844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220307483487902911&amp;postID=9190848977415119844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/9190848977415119844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/9190848977415119844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-does-chaois-is-cool-mean.html' title='What does Chaois is COOL mean?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09489515234060707317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST1w9gLcvkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o8ksHcUjBpY/S220/032.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220307483487902911.post-1641264595487103815</id><published>2008-12-29T15:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:05:09.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do dreams mean?</title><content type='html'>I just had a lovely nap but it was filled with whacko dreams.  Like my soon to be ex-husband was chasing me around an abandoned house.  And my real ex-husband and his wrassler wife were being nice to me AND taking Blake so I could visit with a friend.  There was some other stuff too, but it made my head hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking a Sociology class and it is kicking my butt.  I don't know if it is because it is 4 hours a day for 12 days OR if the material is that hard.  I think it is the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And girls, is it just me or do you like the farting, belching, snorting, scratching boyfriend/husband behavior?  WHAT IS UP WITH THAT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220307483487902911-1641264595487103815?l=chaosiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/feeds/1641264595487103815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220307483487902911&amp;postID=1641264595487103815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/1641264595487103815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/1641264595487103815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-do-dreams-mean.html' title='What do dreams mean?'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09489515234060707317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST1w9gLcvkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o8ksHcUjBpY/S220/032.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220307483487902911.post-5646393939233152517</id><published>2008-12-18T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T16:21:45.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS IS MY MIDDLE NAME</title><content type='html'>My 1st Sociology exam is tomorrow.   You might be thinking to yourself - no biggie - HOWEVER I must point out that this is a Winter mini-mester.  We have studied 6 chapters in 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;Except for the professor, I am the oldest one there.  I continually tell the youngesters to stay in school.  Don't do what I did - get married, have babies and quit.  A degree is very important which brings me to my 2nd stressful thing - I NEED A JOB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even get an interveiw with a good company without a paper degree.  Despite having 23 years with American Airlines I can't get in.  Everyone wants you to fill out an application online.&lt;br /&gt;And they have some kind of filter that automatically leaves me out since I don't have a degree. &lt;br /&gt;I am working very hard to get one though.  I have settled on Social Work.  I want to do something with kids.  ECI?  Or CPS?  Something like that.  I will be done with my Associates of Science degree at the end of Summer 2009. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all you readers (what few there are) I need a job. &lt;br /&gt;Oh and get this - my esteemed Sociology professor and he really is esteemed in his field has said the number 1 way to get a job is through Social Networking (we learned all about that today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - let's network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 23 years of customer service and analytical experience.  I am a team player and work will with others.  I am detail oriented and am lots of fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resume and references available on request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220307483487902911-5646393939233152517?l=chaosiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/feeds/5646393939233152517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220307483487902911&amp;postID=5646393939233152517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/5646393939233152517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/5646393939233152517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/2008/12/stress-is-my-middle-name.html' title='STRESS IS MY MIDDLE NAME'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09489515234060707317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST1w9gLcvkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o8ksHcUjBpY/S220/032.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220307483487902911.post-672033742468822507</id><published>2008-12-11T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:41:16.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRUD</title><content type='html'>I did not get a callback for the office assistant job.  Probably my sparkling personality was subdued because of nerves.  All I know is it's Christmas and I have NOTHING for my kids.&lt;br /&gt;I applied for assistance from the state of Texas and a family of 4 getting $378 a week in unemployment does not qualify.  Even thought my rent and utilities is about that.  I pray my kids don't get sick.  I pray I find a job soon.  I pray my mom loans me some money so I can put gas in my car to go to school and go to Keno tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, my kids love me, we are warm for now and I have a grandbaby on the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220307483487902911-672033742468822507?l=chaosiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/feeds/672033742468822507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220307483487902911&amp;postID=672033742468822507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/672033742468822507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/672033742468822507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/2008/12/crud.html' title='CRUD'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09489515234060707317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST1w9gLcvkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o8ksHcUjBpY/S220/032.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220307483487902911.post-9037593120427620778</id><published>2008-12-10T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T06:10:49.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST_NtICyxkI/AAAAAAAAAAw/b7JZ_eI2atc/s1600-h/my+grandbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278163463438517826" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST_NtICyxkI/AAAAAAAAAAw/b7JZ_eI2atc/s320/my+grandbaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST_Nan_j-tI/AAAAAAAAAAo/orVxMIqdpAc/s1600-h/my+grandbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in Texas and I'm freezing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turned in my final essay last night for English Lit. I'm thinking about changing my major to English because I love it. Except for the poetry. I don't get it. Anyway -I have a 3 day break before I start my mini-mester. 4 hours a day for 12 days. Pray for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I went for a job interview. I filled out an official application and had to answer a questionaire thing. It's for an office manager job. I would absolutely love to have this job. It's in a beautiful building, on the 12th floor, overlooking the canals in Las Colinas. If I get it I am seriously thinking about moving. I'm done with spending 3 hours a day in a car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus I would be closer to my grandbaby and would ensure the other grandma doesn't hog her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here she is - ok wait - I can't figure out how to get the pic down here so it is up there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/6220307483487902911-9037593120427620778?l=chaosiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/feeds/9037593120427620778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220307483487902911&amp;postID=9037593120427620778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/9037593120427620778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/9037593120427620778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/2008/12/bbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='BBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09489515234060707317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST1w9gLcvkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o8ksHcUjBpY/S220/032.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST_NtICyxkI/AAAAAAAAAAw/b7JZ_eI2atc/s72-c/my+grandbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6220307483487902911.post-9140792348110061670</id><published>2008-12-08T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:03:47.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was good enough to sell</title><content type='html'>So, I just drove 10 miles there and 10 miles back.  FOR NOTHING.  It was time to sell back my books - a big fat hardback American History book that cost me $70 5 weeks ago and a worn and torn English Lit book that cost me about $50.  OK so I guess I shouldn't have read the English stuff in the tub - that probably explains the 2 pages of water damage.  I thought it gave it character, however the book store said I am now the proud owner of said water damaged English Lit book.  But the History?  The binding is coming off.  I asked if I could super glue it and they pleasant lady didn't even crack a smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6220307483487902911-9140792348110061670?l=chaosiscool.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/feeds/9140792348110061670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6220307483487902911&amp;postID=9140792348110061670' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/9140792348110061670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6220307483487902911/posts/default/9140792348110061670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaosiscool.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-was-good-enough-to-sell.html' title='It was good enough to sell'/><author><name>Lorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09489515234060707317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNiMxCY2vdY/ST1w9gLcvkI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o8ksHcUjBpY/S220/032.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
