tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63600652011-04-21T11:34:19.410-07:00When you begin to notice gravity, you need a little levity.Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comBlogger4001100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-22158603376975707242008-02-11T09:30:00.000-08:002008-02-11T10:04:57.510-08:00

Grandma took me to dinner Saturday night before we headed to the casino for a girls night of gambling and mischief. Mmmmmmm.... Bar food. Normally something I handle quite well, in fact the majority of the bars in Vegas these days serve what you could consider as gourmet bar food. Even the taquitos I ordered were no ordinary rolled tacos. The meat inside wasn't just cooked animal flesh, there

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-34370170748519359822008-02-08T13:38:00.001-08:002008-02-08T13:46:20.432-08:00

Well yes.. I gave myspace for Lent. I am myspace free until Easter. But even Jesus understands that sometimes I have to write. So why not high-tail it back to the beginning.. where it ALL started. Here! So for the next 40 days I'll be blogging again.. Crazy! Who'da thunk it.Okay.. the real reason I'm here is because I had to share this..One of the ladies I work with has this lunch box type case

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Disneyland 2005

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1129151360919247542005-10-12T14:08:00.000-07:002005-10-12T14:09:20.926-07:00

I so meant to at least post like twice a week. You believe me right?

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1128024458842190072005-09-29T12:45:00.000-07:002005-09-29T13:07:38.880-07:00

Metallica's Whiskey In the Jar.."Whack for my Daddy-o"Is the actual verse.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1128025365136332642005-09-27T13:12:00.000-07:002005-09-29T13:22:45.143-07:00

I have cold. I've had one since last Thursday. I found a new cold medicine for day time relief. There is NOTHING on the bottle that mentions it works as an active laxative. But there it is, my cold medicine clears my head, my nose, my chest and my intestines. Perhaps that is a bit much information, but hey, this place is all about sharing right? THIS PLACE!I took my medicine and hopped into

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1128022520852017492005-09-26T10:01:00.000-07:002005-09-29T12:35:20.916-07:00

Happy Birthday to me! Yeah, so it didn't go quite how I was hoping it would. A large portion of my friends were out of town, had to work, or previously busted up her car and wasn't in any condition for a night of gyrating in a packed club. However, paying someone to grind on us while we just sit there and look pretty, now THAT was an option we could get behind. Quarters and I head down to the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1127349006676477102005-09-21T16:21:00.000-07:002005-09-21T17:30:06.733-07:00

Inner DialogueCome on buddy.. the lines are on the road for a reason. Really simple, just stay in between the two of them. No you can't have 2 lanes, pick one. Come on buddy, just pay attention dude.. Focus.. FOCUS!!!!!! Focus? HA! He's driving a Ford Focus.. and I just told him to focus.. Ha! Ha Ha... I just told him... Ha!... Hmmmm... Much funnier in the moment. But you gotta admit..

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1127258619423045042005-09-20T16:20:00.000-07:002005-09-20T16:23:39.430-07:00

I'll admit I haven't been around in awhile.. and blogger has made a few changes. But I'm looking at my site and I'm really not getting what the hell I did. Why are my current posts leaving such a huge blank spot. Yeah.. That big white area up there that makes it look like my brain died for a bit and then picked back up. I'm not an html'r. I don't alter anything in my template without explict

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1127173980614850672005-09-19T16:51:00.000-07:002005-09-19T16:53:00.623-07:00

I am back. I've been gone. I apologize for my absence, but lately all the good stuff has been building up. I really dont feel like giving an updated report so I will just footnote the changes in my life as we go along. Starting tomorrow I will post almost daily.. cause the stuff is there to write about.. I've just been telling myself I have no time to document it all. Bullshit. This is my

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1119975975297910892005-06-28T09:23:00.000-07:002005-09-08T10:08:32.133-07:00

EVERYONE in the WORLD needs to be reading this website.It is the greatest equalizer, reality check, comfort, Sanityyou will find on the internet today!

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1119475322835011052005-06-22T14:19:00.000-07:002005-06-22T14:22:02.840-07:00

It rained today. Scattered isolated thunder showers. And I do mean Showers. My new partner in crime at work.. we will call her Quarters.. was out in the warehouse with me when we heard the first crack of thunder, and the far off fast approaching pounding of rain. It hit, we smiled, and ran out to play in it. Fully clothed for work, hair previously in place, make-up applied.. all went to hell

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1119393278861810462005-06-21T15:34:00.000-07:002005-06-21T15:34:38.866-07:00

I suppose I should pack up and move to Seattle now, right? 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1119376801902399372005-06-21T09:42:00.000-07:002005-06-21T11:00:01.970-07:00

Raven, Charlotte and I went to Phoenix this weekend to see Phantom of the Opera performed by the London Tour group. We left early Friday morning.. came home early Sunday morning. Multitudes of Shennigans occured and pics will be included once I have them. So stayed tuned for travel tips from Carrie.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1119372166738008212005-06-21T09:12:00.000-07:002005-06-21T09:42:46.750-07:00

I eat my food very slowly. I chew endlessly on tiny nidbit of food. A lunch hour for me literally consists of chewing steadily for an hour. Some people think it's just because I'm slow, or perhaps because I'm talking instead of eating, and there are probably some people out there who just think I'm all prissy. There are only a select few who have had the unlucky advantage of seeing first hand

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1119370340833414972005-06-21T09:07:00.000-07:002005-06-21T09:12:20.840-07:00

I'm sick. I have a very nice throat and sinus infection. So, like any good little karoake freak, I ran to the hospital yesterday cause the idea of NOT being able to sing this week was too much to handle. Blah Blah Blah.. Waiting room.. paperwork.. Whatever.. Finally the Triage Nurse calls me back to get my blood pressure, temp and various other things. The nurse was an older man, he is the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1118850350534128752005-06-15T08:44:00.000-07:002005-06-15T08:45:50.543-07:00

Maybe it's just cause they tell me all the good shit I like to hear about myself. You entered: Name changed to protect.. well... Me!There are 19 letters in your name.Those 19 letters total to 81There are 7 vowels and 12 consonants in your name.Your number is: 9The characteristics of #9 are: Humanitarian, giving nature, selflessness, obligations, creative expression.The expression or destiny for

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1118081357878865032005-06-06T11:01:00.000-07:002005-06-06T11:09:17.883-07:00

You know how new drivers.. the ones just learning.. how they tend to steer the car in whatever direction they turn their head? Like they can't check the lane next to them without moving the entire car into that lane? My daughter will be one of those. My poor, adorable, wonderful 4 year old baby girl is challanged. She is completely incapable of walking a straight line and talking to someone

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1117732100293626212005-06-02T10:03:00.000-07:002005-06-02T10:08:20.310-07:00

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour toappreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forgetthem. Take the time... to live and love.Okay.. as far as advertising goes.. this is no where NEAR as effectiveas Mastercard's Priceless commercials. A minute to find them....Hopefully it lasts longer than that.An hour to appreciate them....I would think you'd know

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1117237168501185172005-05-27T16:38:00.000-07:002005-05-27T16:39:28.506-07:00

Carrie, your theme song is Independent Woman! You could fit right in with Charlie's Angels themselves. When "Independent Woman" is cranking, your smooth and powerful groove announces your entrance to any event and nothing can get in your way. Maybe you're balancing school, sports, and a job. Or maybe you're seriously thinking about your career. Any way you slice it, you are a modern woman. When

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1117233531433983632005-05-27T15:30:00.000-07:002005-05-27T15:38:51.433-07:00

Carrie, you're a Siren! Like the beautiful sea mermaids who've swum before you, Siren, you certainly have a way of drawing people in. Whether wooing a crush with your alluring voice or impressing someone with your unique take on the world, you're sure to captivate more than your share of audiences.It must be the balance between your glittering personality and your individual style that keeps

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1117233001378347172005-05-27T15:28:00.000-07:002005-05-27T15:30:01.380-07:00

Carrie, in your Cinderella story, you'd get to Live Happily Ever After When it comes to setting goals, you're not afraid to reach high. How else would you explain wanting to be the belle of the ball, winning the heart of the prince, showing those evil stepsisters who's boss, and ruling the kingdom? You're a girl with goals, and you go after them.Let's face it: You're not one to sit around and

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1117232582208610412005-05-27T15:21:00.000-07:002005-05-27T15:23:53.280-07:00

Congratulations, Carrie!Your IQ score is 129 This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others. Your Intellectual Type is Word Warrior. This means you have exceptional verbal skills. You can easily make sense of complex issues and take an unusually creative approach to solving problems. Your strengths

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1116871591943020922005-05-23T10:54:00.000-07:002005-05-23T11:06:31.950-07:00

You know those great little cartoons when the character accidentally slips on something and their legs do that little bendy crossy thing ending up in the splits after a 10 second delay of flayling limbs? Yeah.. it's not so funny when it's not a cartoon character. Apparently I'm not as flexible as Goofy.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1116027380180497412005-05-13T16:35:00.000-07:002005-05-13T16:38:56.496-07:00

I'll be mailing them my secret.. will you be able to pick it out?Post Secrets

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1116000939559452782005-05-13T09:12:00.000-07:002005-05-13T09:15:39.563-07:00

If every day of every week for the past 6 months, your boss has arrived at work 20 minutes later than he is supposed to..rest assured that the ONE day you take advantage of that time frame to stop at a 24hr bar and grill for some good breakfast eats to go..Your boss will inevitably be at work not just on time, but early..And your wonderful eggs and hash browns will sit in the car because you MUST

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115923367902904042005-05-12T11:42:00.000-07:002005-05-12T11:42:48.133-07:00

Unfortunately.. this is SOOOO true..  

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115396771876152062005-05-06T09:24:00.000-07:002005-05-06T09:26:12.076-07:00

Don't judge my site on my current writing.. I'm chemically imbalanced.. there just doesn't seem to be enough Vodka to match the Orange juice.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115246130663837902005-05-04T15:34:00.000-07:002005-05-04T15:35:30.670-07:00

Men are like a fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the shit out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115244753538908212005-05-04T15:09:00.000-07:002005-05-04T15:12:33.543-07:00

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115244487400122492005-05-04T15:08:00.000-07:002005-05-04T15:08:07.836-07:00

Poor guy kept asking for tips.. but no one had change for a dollar. 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115244419004003862005-05-04T15:06:00.000-07:002005-05-04T15:13:58.643-07:00

Scared? Perhaps a bit. He weighs 85lbs.. wouldn't you be too? 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115244348899994182005-05-04T15:05:00.000-07:002005-05-04T15:05:49.126-07:00

Pssstt..... upon completion of that lip lock.. he dropped his beer. Yeah.. She's good! 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115244293889852422005-05-04T15:04:00.001-07:002005-05-04T15:04:54.190-07:00

Even if YOU can't tell he was happy.. I knew he was. 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115244243844091662005-05-04T15:04:00.000-07:002005-05-06T09:23:43.606-07:00

We were just comparing boobs... I like to think I won, but the truth is I think I was the only one actually comparing. 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115244197067940212005-05-04T15:03:00.000-07:002005-05-04T15:18:29.243-07:00

Leprechaun had too many Lucky Charms. The Jim Morrison wannabe was just stoned. 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1115244047694200802005-05-04T15:00:00.000-07:002005-05-04T15:00:47.920-07:00

The Leprechaun to the left WAS having fun. Botox is a bitch huh? 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1114730863391451052005-04-28T16:21:00.000-07:002005-04-28T16:27:43.393-07:00

My payroll administrator came into my office yesterday...."Hey Carrie? Can I get your John Hancock on this stack?""Sure, you want my Hancock or just some random ones?""Random ones.. more fun that way"5 minutes past.. my signature flies... Grab stack of papers head back to payroll office...."Here ya go! I Handcocked the shit outta ya"

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1114473480863149582005-04-25T16:54:00.000-07:002005-04-25T16:58:00.863-07:00

Close your eyes men.. you dont wanna hear all this.....Tampons! I seem to always end up finishing 2 Halves of boxes. I finish off the box from before.. then go out and buy a whole new box.. and only make it half way into that box.. So then next month.. I finish that box.. then Absolutely HAVE to buy another full box.. only to have the damn Dam up before I'm mid box. Now.. numerically wise.. i

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1114189786214690252005-04-22T09:14:00.000-07:002005-04-22T10:09:46.216-07:00

You know how sometimes men say things that don't always seem to connect to their brain and process before flying out of their mouth? Let me first say I'm not mad over this comment.. it was just one of those things that made me tilt my head slightly to the left and furrow my brow over whether he meant what he said and is just being a momentary jackass OR if the words flew out without ever

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1113943036019346882005-04-19T13:35:00.000-07:002005-04-19T13:37:16.020-07:00

Keep your head well out of swinging distance when opening your car door...Who needs an abusive spouse when one can so readily fatten her own lip?

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1113501231946168802005-04-14T10:29:00.000-07:002005-04-14T10:53:51.950-07:00

Once again my wonderful car has tossed me a bucket of crap.. and Surprise.. Its the brakes.Short re-cap.. In the past let's say 6 months I've shelled out approx. $1100.00 on brake work. Outrageous amounts for a vehicle that's never been in an accident. Obviously somewhere in the beginning of all this brake work.. someone did something bad and it's just keeps repeating itself. However, due to

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1111454239696122922005-03-21T12:07:00.000-08:002005-03-21T17:17:19.696-08:00

Yes, I'm alive. But somehow... I started actually working at my job. Like.. my boss gives me stuff to do.. and I just... do it. Crazy I know. But then hubby has been out of town until recently and unfortunately Raven's hubby was gone same time.. and with basically 5 kids between the two of us... Me working full time.. her at school full time and work part time.. Well let's just say that I

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1109782458697262672005-03-02T08:49:00.000-08:002005-03-02T08:54:18.700-08:00

A married couple was on holiday in Jamaica. They were touring around the marketplace looking at the goods and such when they passed this small sandal shop. From inside they heard the shopkeeper with a Jamaican accent say, "You foreigners! Come in. Come into my humble shop!" So the married couple walked in. The Jamaican said to them, "I have some special sandals I think you would be interested

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1109725661886736062005-03-01T17:05:00.000-08:002005-03-01T17:08:17.283-08:00

I've been out of my Straterra for about 2 weeks now. Just got my refill, just took a pill this morning. Um.. Straterra is for ADD.. right? Is it supposed to make me hyper-active. Cause I can't seem to stop bouncing. I like it.. it's fun. And I get SOOO much more done.. but damn, I'm sitting here typing and my leg is jiggling. Talk about a fun trip!! Straterra, the new Speed! Now if it could only

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1109375007022345862005-02-25T15:41:00.000-08:002005-02-25T15:43:27.023-08:00

"Are you kidding? That is my skill! I live for them! Hell.. I am the Queen of Spread Sheets"

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1109350546861383632005-02-25T08:55:00.000-08:002005-03-01T17:05:40.296-08:00

Is a bag of potato chips a proper side dish for a Baked potato for lunch?Apparently my favorite deli thinks so.. I didnt order them, but I definatelyreceived a starch fest for lunch.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1109271845961236092005-02-24T09:28:00.000-08:002005-02-25T17:14:45.136-08:00

I haven't been around for awhile.. I know this..if you were to look in my drafts folder you would see about 4 unfinished blog entries from the last week. Sorta a sarcastic block running in my head and I can't quite get the barrier down. However, I need to make a statement. I will be equal here, eventually, but you men are cracking me up!!!!!!!!!!I was chatting online with a swinging girlfriend of

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1108578932863736292005-02-16T09:06:00.000-08:002005-02-25T14:05:22.586-08:00

I heard them behind me at the bar and while I wasn't able to hear the entire conversation, the parts I could had a heated arguement in the beginning stages. Her - "I gave you plenty of options, you just didn't want to take the time to consider them"Him - "You always do this"Her - "I went over all this before"Him - "If you expect me to do that then you are going to have to deal with how I do it."

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1108430314358887112005-02-14T12:41:00.000-08:002005-02-14T17:18:34.363-08:00

In honor of this V-day.. and in recognition that many people dislike cupids and hearts and all that mush.. I've compiled a list of alternative V-day celebrations......So.. Let's Celebrate...V-day... Vagina Day!!!Celebrate the gateway of life, the key hole to a man's satisfaction, the unique-ness that is woman, the flow of renewal, the hidden secrets that poets and artists have worshipped since

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1108320516339769882005-02-13T10:24:00.000-08:002005-02-13T10:48:36.343-08:00

We needed a new house to live in. The one we are in now is being sold and since we had to buy a new truck recently when my husband's old one just plain died on us, purchasing this house was out of the question. Well, I am glad to say, the end of this month, we will be living in a new house. Renting of course, but still, we are not homeless. The backyard has grass and patio, instead of the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1108168788795559422005-02-11T16:38:00.000-08:002005-02-11T16:41:00.430-08:00

There are large puddles of water surrounding every single parking and walking area that I need and have access to reminding me that even though my boots still look good they are 8 years old and have holes in the bottom..Love the rain...HATE wet socks...

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1108084920696493472005-02-10T17:21:00.000-08:002005-02-10T17:22:00.696-08:00

The week is almost over.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1108084787962165282005-02-10T17:17:00.000-08:002005-02-10T17:19:47.963-08:00

What my boss Should've said.... "The carriage bolts you got were too short, I can't fit them through the braces to secure them with the nut" What my boss DID say.... "It's too short.. I can't fit it in and get the nut" What my boss Should've said.... "I can't seem to pull up this website, it's giving me trouble. Can you help me pull up this website?" What my boss DID say... "I can't get it

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107969801425893112005-02-09T09:12:00.000-08:002005-02-09T09:23:21.426-08:00

I know the guy at the Bagel shop has a crush on me. Perhaps it's just a little one, he's young and cute. But everytime I come in he comments how I dont come in often enough. And then works it so that even if 3 other people are working and 8 people are in line, he takes my order, fixes my bagel and rings me up. All of this is completed while steady stream of conversation where he actually

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107909252113880212005-02-08T16:30:00.000-08:002005-02-08T16:34:12.113-08:00

Gmail is getting really generous. I had 6 or 7 invites at one time. Then about 5 days ago.. I noticed I had 50 invites to Gmail. FIFTY INVITES!!! 4 days ago I sent out 7 of my gmail invites to the people that I haven't offered the damn things to yet. I love my gmail.. it's my main account. But 50 invites? Geez.. so. 7 Sent.. I'm down to 43... yesterday. And today.. I have 50 invites

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107906003239269622005-02-08T15:37:00.000-08:002005-02-08T15:45:14.023-08:00

Take the quiz:"What do you love about making love?" Attention You crave attention. You like to be in the spot light. For him/her to worship you and know every part of you. You love to be hugged and kissed and touched. But too much isn't always good... The problem I had with this quiz is not that is it primarly right on with it's assessment of me, but the questions. Cause I like different

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107841998970609482005-02-07T22:05:00.000-08:002005-02-07T22:04:51.093-08:00

Off Center? A wee bit.. but we were just getting started.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107842222313066902005-02-07T22:04:00.000-08:002005-02-07T22:07:05.210-08:00

Who needs milk? Got.. whip cream?

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107842170658983662005-02-07T22:03:00.001-08:002005-02-07T22:06:08.143-08:00

Build your own drink night at the pub... I've got my chicken wings, celery, ranch dip and cherry coke all in one gulp. Not everything is that easy to swallow.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107842072222637832005-02-07T22:03:00.000-08:002005-02-07T22:07:26.923-08:00

Angel can tie her cherry stem in a knot...or two.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107841886636464872005-02-07T22:02:00.000-08:002005-02-07T22:08:02.000-08:00

Night out with the um.. girls? Well.. was supposed to be anyway but Rachel has a way of attracting the other chromosome.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107842460095771842005-02-07T22:01:00.001-08:002005-02-07T22:01:00.096-08:00

And here... 

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Somebody's getting a little grabby with Rachel here....

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And here... 

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And here....um.. oops... that's me getting a bit grabby. In my defense.. she put my hand there.. now my mouth.. well.. I had one too many cherry cokes that night.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107842541484309072005-02-07T21:50:00.000-08:002005-02-07T22:09:12.896-08:00

Angst of youth.. not really they are just camera whores.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107843074684845072005-02-07T21:48:00.000-08:002005-02-07T22:12:56.196-08:00

In the end we all just love each other..No! We really do!

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107843114584563792005-02-07T21:45:00.000-08:002005-02-07T22:13:22.370-08:00

But it really ends when the drunk girl walks into the picture and we all fall down.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107391182337421382005-02-02T16:27:00.000-08:002005-02-02T16:39:42.336-08:00

When you're wearing a shirt with a hoodie on it and you put your jacket on over it getting the hooding stuck so it yanks the neck of your shirt around your throat. When you're dying for some chapstick that you know you have in your purse but can't find, so you buy a new tube only to find the chapstick in the pocket of your jeans. When you've forgotten to remove the tube of chapstick from your

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107389096794886192005-02-02T16:03:00.000-08:002005-02-02T16:04:56.793-08:00

Something.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107377432412811382005-02-02T13:09:00.000-08:002005-02-02T12:50:32.413-08:00

It's because I slipped my current boss too much Valium. Seriously? Have they invented the authentic Chill Pill yet? It's been almost a year since I started here. And so far, my boss and I have gotten along just fine. But the past two weeks stress levels have been high, so I take things in stride and not take them personal. That's coming to an abrupt end. A year ago, he had me make a sheet

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107373891375823192005-02-02T11:51:00.000-08:002005-02-02T11:51:31.376-08:00

I couldnt handle living in the real Renaissance era. I have to be able to shave, and hate when my feet get dirty. 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107373447474434862005-02-02T11:44:00.000-08:002005-02-02T11:44:07.473-08:00

Don't they look so happy? Such happy flowers, you can't do anything but smile when daises are about. 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107367868814629012005-02-02T08:37:00.000-08:002005-02-02T10:11:08.816-08:00

Do you ever feel like there is a small voice in your head.. warning you that you are about to cut off a car a bit too sharp? Or tapping you on the shoulder and sending you back inside your house to grab the pair of Jeans you promised your friend she could borrow that night. Now anyone who knows me personally also knows that my brain doesn't stay in one place long enough for me to actually

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1107151528190625022005-01-30T22:03:00.000-08:002005-01-30T22:05:28.190-08:00

http://rosebaghdad.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-did-it-i-voted.html#comments

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1106938694458364392005-01-28T10:58:00.000-08:002005-01-28T10:58:14.456-08:00

This man is slowly entering my little Matt Damon fantasy world and trying to push him aside. It won't happen Karl, I may think you are incredibly hot with that scruff and when you have dark eyes, but Matt will always be #1 on my screen saver. However, I will place Bourne Supremacy at the top of my list of movies with beautiful boys. You and him together? I have tag team ideas forming in my

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1106868364621161322005-01-27T15:22:00.000-08:002005-01-27T15:26:04.620-08:00

All photos were taken by my friend Jenn You can see her other work (all g-rate) at http://doyourealize.my-expressions.com/ Thanks Jen!!

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1106867818193664222005-01-27T15:21:00.000-08:002005-01-27T15:21:42.780-08:00

Which is better? Light?

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1106867885149867432005-01-27T15:18:00.000-08:002005-01-27T15:18:05.150-08:00

Or Dark? With the cuff's being the center focus? 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1106867718734853772005-01-27T15:15:00.000-08:002005-01-27T15:15:18.733-08:00

Somedays.. I do like my ass. 

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1106772024947515052005-01-26T13:33:00.000-08:002005-01-26T12:40:24.946-08:00

Drive thru window.. In the rain... "I'll have a #5, with curly fries and a Dr. Pepper" "Did you want any sauce?" "Lots of Ranch" "For here or to go?" "To go." Huh? Did I really just say that.. to a drive thru speaker?

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1106294260967967202005-01-20T23:30:00.000-08:002005-01-20T23:57:40.966-08:00

Last night I did something that I haven't done in over 5 years. Some think it's dirty, some that it's adolescent and still some swear by it; but last night I had to join the ranks of the Do-ers. I think I've blogged about this before, but ladies, you know those days.. the ones where your skin doesn't fit right? When everything is a pounding in your head, all voices are nails on the chalk

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1106011198317424622005-01-18T10:20:00.000-08:002005-01-19T11:43:00.503-08:00

Things I said in my early 20's wild girl days.. that have new meaning now... "Nice girls share with everyone" Then: *wink wink* I'm a slut Now: Trying to get my 3 yr old share her toy with the other kids "You have such big feet" Then: I'm interested in what those feet mean in reference to your cock size Now: You are growing so fast that I have to buy you new shoes again. "Where did the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1106072066397683402005-01-18T09:21:00.000-08:002005-01-18T10:14:26.396-08:00

Valentine's Day is right around the corner... and my wedding anniversary. Now my wonderful hubby recently has been under the "Let's buy something big for us and call it a gift" kick. Granted, the couches we just bought were the ones I had fallen in love with and if that is to be my Valentine's Day gift then so be it. But I thought I'd at least send him a bit of inspiration, cause anniversary

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1105639269792075342005-01-13T08:56:00.000-08:002005-01-13T10:01:09.793-08:00

Perhaps I've been dirty talking my friends too often lately. She was telling me that she was thinking about getting a dog.. and I had ever intention of asking her "when are you getting a new puppy." Magically.. instead of pushing the pp on the right side of the keyboard my finger stroked the SS on the far left of the keyboard. Which prompted my friend to ask what I thought was wrong with the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1105602518473920532005-01-12T23:48:00.000-08:002005-01-12T23:48:38.473-08:00

Hubby's birthday is this weekend.. It's only fair to return the favor.. Don't you agree?

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1105602464032933072005-01-12T23:20:00.000-08:002005-01-12T23:47:44.033-08:00

"No, I don't know why they drove the damn forklift over the same muddy area for the second day in a row.. I just need you guys to come pull them out again.. for the second day in a row.." *sigh*.. "Waawawawa waawa waaaa." "No, I understand you can't be out to the site for a few hours, I have a crane on it's way to finish stacking the houses.. OUT of the mud" "Wawaawaaawaw awawa awawaw." "I

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1105491015745471252005-01-11T16:38:00.000-08:002005-01-11T16:50:15.746-08:00

I just looked at my blog (for the 5th time today), And I realized I haven't blogged a thing since last week (which I knew already). I take no blame in the non-blogging (I am completely at fault). I have started multiple posts regularly (in my head which ADD quickly replaces with thoughts of puppies and cheeseburgers), Yet blogger and I seem to be dissagreeing (it refuses to read my mind and

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1104740693596834712005-01-03T01:10:00.000-08:002005-01-03T00:24:53.596-08:00

I had an incredible New Year's Eve with hubby. One of those things that only happen to the horribly sorrid and slutty like myself. And I was going to tell you all about the naughty things I did in the bar, in the bathroom at the bar and in the alley behind the bar...(and I probably will later) But I just finished watching Part I of season six for Sex in the City. It's the final season, the

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1104522292466073522004-12-31T11:42:00.000-08:002004-12-31T11:44:52.466-08:00

Chuy's Pooper Scooper 555-1234

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1104198476266557892004-12-27T17:31:00.000-08:002004-12-27T17:47:56.266-08:00

My husband had to go somewhere that my daughter and I couldn't follow. And his ex-wife was taking their sons overseas to England. And it sounded like a great idea at the time to go with her because there was a room available for me in the large palace that had a bathroom and 2 beds in it for my daughter and I. So first we went to the airport. A little Disneylandish in the line waiting and

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1104175636129516482004-12-27T11:21:00.000-08:002004-12-27T11:27:16.130-08:00

No.. that's not a spelling error.. there was no Ivy in the hospital.. it was definately IVs. With antibiotics, some stuff to keep me from dehydrating and good amounts of pain medications mixed with stuff to keep me from puking everything back up. I spent Christmas Eve and part of Christmas day in the hospital having my appendix removed and some nasty infections cleaned out of me before I was

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1104067368701983192004-12-26T05:13:00.000-08:002004-12-26T05:22:48.703-08:00

http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story2&u=/ap/20041226/ap_on_re_as/indonesia_earthquake Can't seem to HTML like I could in the past. But dont care bout that at the moment. I dont wanna sound like one of those dumb asses who hear that you live in a certain state and immediately ask if you know someone there. Cause the state isnt big, and you both live there, so you must've bumped into

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1103763220247425612004-12-22T10:24:00.000-08:002004-12-31T11:42:03.693-08:00

I drove about as far as I'm willing to drive for Christmas shopping last night. Had to head out to the new Fishing Pro Shop to pick up my father's gift. I was awestruck by the sheer size and layout of the store. I appears you are outside, complete with trees and streams and rock climbing and well..just about everything you could possibly want for modern comfort or discomfort in the great outdoors

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1103699360590127492004-12-21T23:09:00.000-08:002004-12-21T23:14:18.430-08:00

You know how.. you have these thoughts in your head. And they are horribly dirty or naughty thoughts. Or perhaps you had just completed a wonderful love making session with your hubby. And perhaps you wanted to share it with friends. Perhaps you spent 20 minutes on blogger giving a complete play by play, including positions names and how to. All finishing with the ultimate climax. Now

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1103525591126192132004-12-19T22:19:00.000-08:002004-12-19T22:53:11.126-08:00

You know those times when you add a little something to the blog, to make the read more interesting. Not really lie, just exagerrate the truth to make the story more involving? I did that recently, and the story ended up taking a bad turn. I debated revealing the finale of the post because I don't want to take away certain beliefs that I have, or others may have. But, I must tell what

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1103159311870737872004-12-15T17:01:00.000-08:002004-12-15T17:08:31.870-08:00

Of being a carefree wild sex goddess are over.... When you open your toy drawer to pull out a little bit of fun.. and find a half eatten pack of fruit snacks.

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1102955657952526282004-12-13T08:33:00.000-08:002004-12-13T08:34:17.953-08:00

Nothing ruins a perfectly good bowl of cereal like having to use a plastic fork!

Carriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838765596983672491noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360065.post-1102673804120697272004-12-10T02:02:00.000-08:002004-12-10T02:16:44.120-08:00

I dont care who you believe in, I dont care what you believe in, And I dont care which entity you worship. There are Angels walking among us, and these wonderful creatures take form and not only rescue us, but remind us that the human heart does contain kindness, and give kindness. Mine came in the form of a just off work mechanic tonight on my way home from karoake. He pulled up next to me at

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