<?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-33363383</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:03:46.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a glutton 4 attention</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363383.post-116467126922846464</id><published>2006-11-27T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T16:47:49.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn that damn cold!</title><content type='html'>Oh My God!!! It is so freaking cold. I am not enjoying it, I am not enjoying it at all. Yesterday I thought I should keep up my current trend of working out. So I went to a deep water class. And  let me tell you I don't think it was a good idea. Not because I didn't have a good time because I did. But swimming in chlorine water and mixing it with Calgary's  normally dry, add in sub zero temps is not nice to my skin at all. I'm quite bitter about this and oh so itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               My daughter goes to school right behind our house. And for this reason I think it is totally ridiculous to drive. However dragging 2 small children through a field when then the wind chill is -39 degrees might be I have to say one of the worst things...ever.  I can't even blame them for crying the whole way, hell I wanted to cry. The worst part was I had to go back to get her after school and do the whole thing again. At this point in time I don't want to leave my house ever again. I want to say when hell freezes over but I fear it's already done that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363383-116467126922846464?l=a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/116467126922846464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33363383&amp;postID=116467126922846464' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/116467126922846464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/116467126922846464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/2006/11/damn-that-damn-cold.html' title='Damn that damn cold!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363383.post-116425780690997646</id><published>2006-11-22T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:56:47.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Itchy to Shop</title><content type='html'>I realized I haven't posted in a while so I thought I would get on it. The season is giving is here and with it goes shopping. Which I really love to do.....I just wish I had more money. My kids are getting spoiled as usual. Sometimes I think I should slow down a bit, but you are only a kid once right? We were spoiled as kids and I honestly don't think I appreciated it. I have  a friend who is by no means poor, and they only buy they're kids a couple of gifts. She says they appreciate it more but they are still little. I wonder how  they will feel when they are older and all they're friends get lots of loot.  Time will tell I guess.&lt;br /&gt;            Also what do you buy for somebody who has everything. I don't enjoy this part. Because I don't want to get some piece of crap that they will just through in the closet never to see again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       In other news we are baptising our children. Alot of people are asking me "so are you Catholic now?" I have always been a Christian and I always will be, so the answer is  I am me. My daughter is in a catholic school and in the beginning it was mostly for convenience. However I think there is absolutely nothing wrong with teaching religion in school. It will give my children a good moral foundation. And nobody said you have to believe in everything the church believes in. Who does. You still have to be your own person with your own thoughts and your own relationship with the Guy Upstairs. So it is a good thing. Who knows maybe we will start going  to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Happy Christmas shopping everyone. drop me a comment on your experinces this season. I love comments:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363383-116425780690997646?l=a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/116425780690997646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33363383&amp;postID=116425780690997646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/116425780690997646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/116425780690997646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/2006/11/itchy-to-shop.html' title='Itchy to Shop'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363383.post-116236464727436650</id><published>2006-10-31T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T00:04:07.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a control Freak...and proud of it!</title><content type='html'>Yes it's true! I know  those of you  who know me will not believe it but it's true.  I accepted this fact about me and have become ok with it. I get things done and as long as it's done my way then I don't really have  a right to complain about it. Mind you I usually do find something to complain about. That is another well known fact about me and yes another thing I am ok with. And oh yeah I don't like change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   As we grow up we start to realize things about ourselves that we just don't see as our younger selves. I guess that makes getting older a good thing. that is unless you don't like what you learn about yourself. Which in it's self is a good thing because life would be boring if we were perfect. It's always nice to have a goal. I think if I can teach my children one thing it would be to be happy with who you are and if there is something you are not happy with change it...because only you have the power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really have anything in mind to post but Amber made a comment that I don't update enough. So sorry for the wishy washyness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363383-116236464727436650?l=a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/116236464727436650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33363383&amp;postID=116236464727436650' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/116236464727436650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/116236464727436650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-control-freakand-proud-of-it.html' title='I&apos;m a control Freak...and proud of it!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363383.post-116089284496578452</id><published>2006-10-14T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T00:14:04.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend Shawna</title><content type='html'>Well Shawna has been here and now she has gone back to New Zealand. I have to say she will be missed. I really do enjoy the time we spend together and try to do it as much as I can while she is here.&lt;br /&gt;           I admire her for what she has done. She has moved to an entirely new country across the world.....for Love. And why not? Sometimes you have to follow your heart and do what feels right to you. I would do it for Alex and have although not to the extreme. Alex had an opportunity to live in Ottawa for 4 months way back in 1996 and I decided to go with him. And again when he got a job in Edmonton. Amber has relocated for Steve. Alex has always said there can only be one captain per ship. And in most cases it seems to be the man who is the captain.&lt;br /&gt;           It can be a scary thing moving to a place where you know almost no one. Definately out of ones comfort zone. But you make new friends(without forgetting the old ones) learn new things and just build a new life where you are.&lt;br /&gt;            In the  meantime I'm ok with Shawna coming home once a year. She has told me though that she may not be able to do this forever and I don't like to think about that, even though I do understand it is expensive and when they have kids it will be even harder.  And we can always make the trip there too. Another friend of ours is already planning a trip out there and I might just be too jealous staying behind. I guess we will have to start saving for our own trip to New Zealand. Life could be worse eh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363383-116089284496578452?l=a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/116089284496578452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33363383&amp;postID=116089284496578452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/116089284496578452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/116089284496578452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-friend-shawna_14.html' title='My Friend Shawna'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363383.post-116001561227720468</id><published>2006-10-04T20:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T20:33:32.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in Love</title><content type='html'>Well after waiting around for 5 days my beautiful Callum decided to show his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Amber went into labour on sunday and after 24 hours of labour and 3 hours of pushing the anticipated moment finally arrived. I have to tell you though, Amber is one hell of a woman. She had so much courage and patience. It made me proud to be her friend. And I was so honored to be able to be there for her and to see Callum enter the world. She was with me when I had my first and she has always told me it was an amazing experince, but I really had no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So because he took his sweet time getting here, I had only a few hours to spend with him. I really shouldn't complain because we weren't even sure I would get to see him at all. But it was REALLY HARD to say goodbye.   I just wish I could be there holding him right now. Fearthainn is there right now as is S's mom so at least she will have some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     To make this experince even better Amber and Steve have honored me with being his Godmother(my first). It's an honor I do not take lightly and I will do everything I can to be a good role model for him. I'm counting down the days till I see him again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363383-116001561227720468?l=a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/116001561227720468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33363383&amp;postID=116001561227720468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/116001561227720468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/116001561227720468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m in Love'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363383.post-115949698678177049</id><published>2006-09-28T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T20:29:46.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Baby......Yet!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I am here waiting for Amber's spawn to be born. And so far nothing. I have been informed that I must be home on sunday unless she is actually pushing the baby out. So if anybody has any ideas on how to naturally induce labour let's hear em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the midwife today and Amber got rimmed and she is feeling some contractions(more cramping really), so cross your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case i am having a great time hanging with Amber but the reason I did come here was to help her. And I would really like to do that. I guess it's a reality check that I can't control everything as hard as I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Least it's agood TV night!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363383-115949698678177049?l=a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/115949698678177049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33363383&amp;postID=115949698678177049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/115949698678177049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/115949698678177049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/2006/09/no-babyyet.html' title='No Baby......Yet!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363383.post-115898724491815718</id><published>2006-09-22T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:05:53.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Respect I have 4 Single Parents!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;        Ok I know most of you will agree that thursday season premiere night is the shit. I put my kids in bed early so I could watch the earlier ER. The fact that I get to watch Dr. Kovach and Dr. Mc Dreamy in one night is enough to.....well lets just say I have very sweet dreams. The problem is CTV aired next weeks episode of Grey's Anatomy, so if any of you were confused and felt you missed something now you know why. They will be airing the season premiere next thursday if you still want to see it. Ok I just had to get that out now the important stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         This past week I have come to understand what it must be like to be a single mom. My husband was out of town for week. It was really tough not having the support I usually get from him. I like to complain I don't get enough help from him, but like most women I know we just like to complain(it's good for conversation). I guess I have a new appeciation for him too. I just don't know how single parents do it with no help. And chances are if your a single parent you might have a problem making ends meet , how do you go out and have some time for yourself. I just think it's amazing and people generally don't understand what a sacrifice it must be. Especially the kids themselves, so if you were raised by a single parent call them and tell them you love them right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;          Thankfully he is home now and things can get back to normal although the shoe will be on the other foot next week when I take off for 4-5 days to be with Amber when she has her baby. Maybe he'll appreciate me more too. I figure it will make our marriage stronger.....if he survives!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363383-115898724491815718?l=a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/115898724491815718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33363383&amp;postID=115898724491815718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/115898724491815718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/115898724491815718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-respect-i-have-4-single-parents.html' title='The New Respect I have 4 Single Parents!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363383.post-115811462081258257</id><published>2006-09-12T20:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T20:30:20.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daughter is growing up!</title><content type='html'>Well today was the first day of my daughter's academic career. She started kindergarten and will a few, ok, more then a few tears I sent her off. She didn't even notice I was upset. It could have something to do with the tall blond boy with highlighted tips by the name of Gabriel standing in front of her. She is her mothers daughter afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Although it was hard letting her go like that. I think it will get easier.  Hey I might even begin enjoying it. It was a nice quiet morning with no children fighting.  I went to donate blood and I found out that my blood was going directly to a newborn babe. I have a special anti-body that is beneficial to preemies. I think that's what it is anyway. The nurse told me I am a pure universal donor whatever that means. Made me feel good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        In other news I had a garage sale to raise money for my cancer walk. I did ok raking in $256.50. It's a good start anyway. Now I am just waiting for A to pop. I realize it is not all about me but it would be better for me if he waited another week or so. He seems to be an obedient little fellow so we'll see how it goes. It would be better if S was 100% too( he just had his gall bladder removed). As I'm sure A would appreciate a husband who is able to take some of the burden off herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to report for  now.  But I'm sure there will be soon:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363383-115811462081258257?l=a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/115811462081258257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33363383&amp;postID=115811462081258257' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/115811462081258257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/115811462081258257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-daughter-is-growing-up_12.html' title='My Daughter is growing up!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363383.post-115691605106896652</id><published>2006-08-29T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T23:34:11.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicking and Screaming</title><content type='html'>Ok first I want to say I love my children I really do, but I don't always have to like them. My Mom used to say that to us when we were kids and I thought it was kind of mean. Now I know it was just true.&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful baby boy is about to turn 2. And the inevitable terrible twos have come right with it. This is not a fun time. I do not enjoy the screaming, kicking, head-butting, punching, slapping(open handed), and yes even biting that comes along with this age. Yes I dealt with it with my daughter but it was never like this. That is unless I have simply forgotten. Time does tend to heal most wounds.  Maybe God does this to us to make us ok with our childen growing up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;I know this too will pass but in the meantime I am more than hesitant to take both of my kids shopping at the same time. My daughter seems to think it is funny that he wants to pull absolutely everything off the store shelves. And he is more than happy to entertain her.  And the fact that when they play they want the exact same thing as the other already has is no cup of tea either.&lt;br /&gt;But like I said I do love my children....more than anything. But this Mom deserves some good old Labor Day;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363383-115691605106896652?l=a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/115691605106896652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33363383&amp;postID=115691605106896652' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/115691605106896652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/115691605106896652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/2006/08/kicking-and-screaming_29.html' title='Kicking and Screaming'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33363383.post-115656754409643605</id><published>2006-08-25T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T22:45:44.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The spaahhhh!</title><content type='html'>So this is my first real posting. I was on My space well I guess I still am but the layout of this one is much nicer and on the advice of a friend I decided to try it (Thanks, Christine). And apparently you don't need to sign up to post a comment, which is a good thing because I like comments as much as the next guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today  I had my first spa day. I had a pedi, mani, facial, massage and eyebrow wax. Well maybe the last one wasen't that relaxing but like they say" no pain no gain".  The day was amazing! I totally reccomend a facial to anyone. Yes even men. I don't ever remember being that relaxed. I also had my first massage from a man today and although I have to admit I was nervous about it, it was quite nice. I think it was good because no offense to women, but men have stronger and bigger hands hence the massage was  a little deeper and because his hands were bigger he was able to cover more ground. Ahhhhhhhh! it was very nice. I wish I could afford to do that all the time. But I guess if I had it done all the time I wouldn't appreciate it as much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33363383-115656754409643605?l=a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/feeds/115656754409643605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33363383&amp;postID=115656754409643605' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/115656754409643605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33363383/posts/default/115656754409643605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-glutton4attention.blogspot.com/2006/08/spaahhhh.html' title='The spaahhhh!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17082888343125022819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
