<?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-8752096004125581506</id><updated>2012-02-25T01:26:25.941-06:00</updated><category term='houses'/><category term='haiti'/><category term='formspring'/><category term='happy Saturday'/><category term='Hayward'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='death'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='summer must have swap'/><category term='cold hands'/><category term='the past'/><category term='keep warm'/><category term='little sisters'/><category term='home'/><category term='summer'/><category term='appearance'/><category term='sports'/><category 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>LOVEly Blanks</title><content type='html'>I'm actually writing this on Thursday night because today I have to be up at 4AM so I can open. I tell you all what though, I much prefer opening to closing! I get to have a nice, clean quiet restaurant for a little while, free coffee and it means that I'll be done with work no later than 1PM. Nice, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for this lovely Friday, here is the Fill in the Blank Friday from last week! If you want to play along, check out &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;the little things we do&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LaE7WznSlaE/T0az_T_1QqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/HzVk9VG_wl4/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LaE7WznSlaE/T0az_T_1QqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/HzVk9VG_wl4/s400/z.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;The love of my life is&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;maybe Boyfriend? We'll see!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Falling in love is&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;a gradual process. I do believe in love at first sight but I think that you fall in love slowly, as you learn more and more about someone.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Marriage is&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;not a fairytale. It's hard work. But when it works, it is one of the most worthwhile things in live.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;The longest relationship I've ever had was&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;about 6 years.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;The key to a good relationship is&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;trust and forgiveness.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;I feel loved when&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;someone goes out of their way for me, even if it's something simple like doing my dishes (thanks Boyfriend),&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;My favorite quote about love is&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;"If you want to know where your heart is look to where your mind goes when it wanders."&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. The winner of the Scentsy giveaway is Krystal of &lt;a href="http://www.krystalskitsch.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Krystal's Kitsch&lt;/a&gt;! Krystal, please &lt;a href="mailto:whygirlsareweird@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt; to claim your prize!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.S. Don't forget to enter my &lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/uncommon-goods-giveaway.html" target="_blank"&gt;1,000th post giveaway&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-8062301382504890699?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/8062301382504890699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=8062301382504890699&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/8062301382504890699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/8062301382504890699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/lovely-blanks.html' title='LOVEly Blanks'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LaE7WznSlaE/T0az_T_1QqI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/HzVk9VG_wl4/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-1876870738483288084</id><published>2012-02-23T06:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-23T06:13:00.491-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Uncommon Goods Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To celebrate hitting &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;1,000 posts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought a special giveaway was in order!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uncommongoods.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Uncommon Goods&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favorite online stores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They sell special and unique items&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from amazing artists and handmade sellers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of my personal favorites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMXXUzkbtHc/T0VXQxmIkxI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ojYvAScfzGM/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMXXUzkbtHc/T0VXQxmIkxI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ojYvAScfzGM/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uncommongoods.com/product/a-smile-sent" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Smile Sent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYiGIWOkd3w/T0VXwIYEtDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/dGFpcqDWO3A/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYiGIWOkd3w/T0VXwIYEtDI/AAAAAAAAAjA/dGFpcqDWO3A/s320/z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uncommongoods.com/product/lotus-bud-oil-candles" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lotus Bud Oil Candles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEPaHWU0OP8/T0VYbMQ6lRI/AAAAAAAAAjI/UX-WgHjFqOY/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mEPaHWU0OP8/T0VYbMQ6lRI/AAAAAAAAAjI/UX-WgHjFqOY/s320/z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uncommongoods.com/product/forget-me-not-rings" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forget Me Not Rings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today you can enter to win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;$50 Gift Certificate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uncommongoods.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Uncommon Goods&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Here's How To Win&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;(Please leave a separate comment for each entry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mandatory Entry:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You must be a follower of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Why Girls Are Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;(comment telling me how you'd spend your gift certificate&lt;a href="https://kaseymakesscents.scentsy.us/Buy?partyId=71782888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extra Entries:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Follow &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Why Girls Are Weird&lt;/b&gt; 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I'm hosting a Scentsy giveaway! Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/scentsy-giveaway.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, you know you want to! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-1876870738483288084?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/1876870738483288084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=1876870738483288084&amp;isPopup=true' title='60 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/1876870738483288084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/1876870738483288084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/uncommon-goods-giveaway.html' title='Uncommon Goods Giveaway'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMXXUzkbtHc/T0VXQxmIkxI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ojYvAScfzGM/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>60</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-109043273100632192</id><published>2012-02-22T00:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T00:36:56.362-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>One Thousand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;MOMENTOUS&lt;/b&gt; for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because today is my &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;1000th post&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EORagW4CCNE/T0L5cTLckUI/AAAAAAAAAiw/dWlbPQSbsPY/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EORagW4CCNE/T0L5cTLckUI/AAAAAAAAAiw/dWlbPQSbsPY/s400/z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been blogging here since November 2007 and although I had blogs before this one I have never stuck with a blog for as long as this one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Why Girls Are Weird&lt;/a&gt; is my home and I can't even begin to explain how grateful I am to have this blog and to have you all as readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wracked my brain to figure out what I wanted for this &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;1000th post&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; And I decided that I'm going to share with you all some things I've learned from blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 Things I've Learned From Blogging&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;You Need To Be Yourself&lt;/i&gt; - It's so easy to read other blogs and think "I want to be just like this blogger".&amp;nbsp; I do that ALL THE TIME when reading my favorite blogs.&amp;nbsp; In the end, your niche should be being YOU.&amp;nbsp; Just being genuine is what's going to bring readers in and at the end of the day it's going to make you a happy blogger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Keep It Real&lt;/i&gt; - Life is not always puppies and rainbows.&amp;nbsp; While your blog shouldn't always be "woe is me" it also shouldn't be "my life is sparkly and perfect"!&amp;nbsp; My favorite blogs are ones in which the bloggers open themselves up.&amp;nbsp; And I do the same because I hope that maybe a blogger going through the same stuff as me is going to find strength in the fact that they are not alone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Read Before You Comment&lt;/i&gt; - If you're going to comment on someone's blog, make sure you read what they write first.&amp;nbsp; There is nothing worse than writing some heart-wrenching post and then getting a comment like "Wow that is so awesome!&amp;nbsp; Follow me back!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Comment Back&lt;/i&gt; - If you leave a comment on my blog I will return the favor.&amp;nbsp; If you take time out of your day to comment on one of my posts of course I want to do the same for you.&amp;nbsp; It's a respect thing and I want my commentors to know that I appreciate them reading and following along.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Tweet Tweet&lt;/i&gt; - Twitter is such an important tool for blogging because it allows you to network and interact with your readers.&amp;nbsp; PLUS it's great for when you're watching TV and want to freak out to others that are watching the same thing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Take A Break&lt;/i&gt; - I have yet to go on a blogging hiatus but I know that sometimes you just need a break.&amp;nbsp; Whether life is too busy or you have blogger's blog it's best just to admit you need time off than to try to keep pushing on with lame posts.&amp;nbsp; I know if or when I get to that point I'll just take a break and take some time to rejuvenate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;S&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;chedule&lt;/i&gt; - Try to blog on the same days at the same time, whether it's every other day in the evening or, like me, every single day in the morning.&amp;nbsp; Your bloggers will get used to your schedule and are more likely to frequent your blog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Participate But Don't Take On Too Much&lt;/i&gt; - Whether it's guest posts, sponsors or link ups, participating can be a great way to make new friends and network.&amp;nbsp; Just remember to only take on as much as you can handle.&amp;nbsp; Blogging should be fun, not work!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Be Careful What You Post&lt;/i&gt; - Although it's good to be honest and open on your blog, keep in mind that people from your every day life could find your blog.&amp;nbsp; Be careful what you post, if it isn't something you'd want your dad, grandma or co-worker to see then it's better of not being posted on the internet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Get Together&lt;/i&gt; - I promise you, blog get-togethers are SO MUCH FUN.&amp;nbsp; If you have the opportunity to join in (or host one yourself!) then do it!&amp;nbsp; I promise you won't regret it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you all from the bottom of my heart for reading my humble blog and for being so supportive.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Stay tuned tomorrow for a very special giveaway&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. I'm hosting a Scentsy giveaway! Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/scentsy-giveaway.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, you know you want to! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-109043273100632192?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/109043273100632192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=109043273100632192&amp;isPopup=true' title='49 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/109043273100632192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/109043273100632192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/one-thousand.html' title='One Thousand'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EORagW4CCNE/T0L5cTLckUI/AAAAAAAAAiw/dWlbPQSbsPY/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-4982055707295147501</id><published>2012-02-21T06:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-21T06:38:00.264-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--OkwW3kFMlM/T0L1a1TDr9I/AAAAAAAAAio/1otpOfCVRP4/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--OkwW3kFMlM/T0L1a1TDr9I/AAAAAAAAAio/1otpOfCVRP4/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;} &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago at work, one of my coworkers asked me a question that's been in my mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you think you'll ever want to get married again?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't even hesitate when I said yes, of course I want to get married again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I keep trying to figure out how exactly to explain how I feel. Some have said to me, "Well, you must have just made a mistake, you married the wrong guy." But that isn't true. At the time, Dustin was what I wanted. Things weren't perfect. At the time, though, we were both going in the same direction. We both wanted the same things. I loved him and he loved me. I thought that was enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not going to air dirty laundry. I won't say what happened to change things. I will say Dustin hurt me. And I'll say that I realized that at some point we stopped heading in the same direction. I tried to pretend everything was okay. At some point, though, you just need to cut your losses. Did I want to be stuck with just okay for the rest of my life? No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Does that mean, though, that my first marriage has ruined marriage as a whole for me? Of course not! Sometimes things just don't work out the way that you think they're going to but that doesn't mean that you should just give up altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this quote kind of sums up how I feel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "There are people we treat wrong, and later, we're prepared to treat other people right.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Perhaps this sounds mercenary, but I feel grateful for these trial relationships,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;and I would like to think it all evens out -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;surely, unknowingly, I  have served as practice for other people."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;~Prep by Curtis Sittenfeld&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I learned lessons from Dustin. And I hope he learned from me as well. Although some of those lessons really hurt, they didn't crush my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;I've picked myself up. And maybe one day practice will make perfect.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. I'm hosting a Scentsy giveaway! Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/scentsy-giveaway.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, you know you want to! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-4982055707295147501?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/4982055707295147501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=4982055707295147501&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/4982055707295147501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/4982055707295147501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--OkwW3kFMlM/T0L1a1TDr9I/AAAAAAAAAio/1otpOfCVRP4/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-8706866503363591073</id><published>2012-02-20T06:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T06:09:00.069-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriend'/><title type='text'>Post V-Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>I tell you what, I could get used to having weekends off! Especially when this weekend I had Friday through today off.&amp;nbsp; Four day weekend?&amp;nbsp; Yes please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend showed up Thursday night. I'd already fallen asleep so I barely even registered him arriving. It was nice to wake up on Friday morning and have him there though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the morning with presents. We weren't able to spend Valentine's Day together so Friday was our V-Day. He'd already sent me a darling little heart necklace but he also bought me cupcakes from our favorite Milwaukee cupcake shop and coffee from one of my favorite Milwaukee coffee shops. He obviously knows the way to my heart is through sweets and coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Skapx_eLD2g/T0FwT6AuFNI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Tsk5bBr-gbs/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Skapx_eLD2g/T0FwT6AuFNI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Tsk5bBr-gbs/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pink champagne cupcakes and cookies 'n cream cheesecake cupcakes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We drove out to Cheesecake Factory for dinner where I ordered the orange chicken with white rice and veggies and Boyfriend had filet mignon. While my orange chicken was delicious I have to say that his filet mignon was absolutely to die for. &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;SO GOOD&lt;/b&gt;. We also split a piece of tiramisu cheesecake because, hello, it is the Cheesecake Factory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On Saturday we went to see &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;The Vow&lt;/i&gt;, which was good. The end bummed me out a little bit but I did like it overall. Afterward we picked up a frozen pizza and headed home for dinner and to watch &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/i&gt;. That's right ladies, my guy has no problem watching girlie movies with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h-R4wcL_YKY/T0Fx7MZxYrI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/REnJL5nt42k/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h-R4wcL_YKY/T0Fx7MZxYrI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/REnJL5nt42k/s400/z.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Us before dinner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20d9fn_FLPE/T0FyGgIFy3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/p0AKnSgM1Bg/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-20d9fn_FLPE/T0FyGgIFy3I/AAAAAAAAAiY/p0AKnSgM1Bg/s320/z.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monte and me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ogls_9SiTUU/T0Fya3Cw9zI/AAAAAAAAAig/VcuO0EwW2IU/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ogls_9SiTUU/T0Fya3Cw9zI/AAAAAAAAAig/VcuO0EwW2IU/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monte's big nose... this picture cracks me up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The best part of the weekend is that Boyfriend pretty much found out that his work transfer is good to go and he should be moving out here by the end of March at the latest! He's already found an apartment about 20 minutes from me and was just waiting to find out about transferring. So now we're just counting down the days until he gets out here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was definitely a good weekend and I'm exited to have more weekends like this one very soon now that he'll be closer to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. I'm hosting a Scentsy giveaway! Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/scentsy-giveaway.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, you know you want to! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-8706866503363591073?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/8706866503363591073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=8706866503363591073&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/8706866503363591073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/8706866503363591073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/post-v-day-weekend.html' title='Post V-Day Weekend'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Skapx_eLD2g/T0FwT6AuFNI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Tsk5bBr-gbs/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-8708009130733688752</id><published>2012-02-19T06:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T19:47:05.070-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter 30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>HP 30 Day Challenge ~ Day 10</title><content type='html'>10. Pick one: Horcruxes or Hallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Shl3CeXVc6A/TzyBowyggCI/AAAAAAAAAiA/195kNmAG8NI/s1600/z.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Shl3CeXVc6A/TzyBowyggCI/AAAAAAAAAiA/195kNmAG8NI/s1600/z.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For those that don't know, a horcrux is basically taking your soul and breaking it into pieces. As long as one piece of your soul is out there, you are still technically alive. Kind of evil, right? The Hallows, or the Deathly Hallows are 3 things - the Elder Wand (a powerful wand that is considered indefeatable), the Resurrection Stone (a stone that can summon the spirits of the dead) and the Cloak of Invisibility (which, as the name suggests, will make the user totally invisible).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Horcruxes kind of make me sick, mostly because I identify them with Lord Voldemort and, come on, he's all sorts of evil.&amp;nbsp; So given the choice, I'd pick the Hallows. The Harry Potter, I'd probably get rid of the Elder Wand and I'd do away with the Resurrection Stone as well. The Cloak of Invisibility... I might keep that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm choosing the Hallows because there is a way around using them. Once you've made a horcrux, it's all downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. I'm hosting a Scentsy giveaway! Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/scentsy-giveaway.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, you know you want to! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-8708009130733688752?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/8708009130733688752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=8708009130733688752&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/8708009130733688752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/8708009130733688752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/hp-30-day-challenge-day-10.html' title='HP 30 Day Challenge ~ Day 10'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Shl3CeXVc6A/TzyBowyggCI/AAAAAAAAAiA/195kNmAG8NI/s72-c/z.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-5800445134120344118</id><published>2012-02-18T06:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-18T06:56:00.644-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy Saturday'/><title type='text'>Happy Saturday V9.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9YTXkdX9Ag/Tzvjjeh_ODI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mLl1WAX5-rc/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9YTXkdX9Ag/Tzvjjeh_ODI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mLl1WAX5-rc/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: 130%; font-style: italic;"&gt;10 Things That Made Me Happy This Week&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Cherry Coke floats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. A sweet little &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;heart necklace&lt;/b&gt; from the boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Lip stain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Love Shack&lt;/i&gt; on &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Glee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Cheesecake Factory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. No more &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;gray hairs&lt;/b&gt; (thanks hair dye)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Adam Levine (yum)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;The boy is here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Leaving Post-Its for Operation Beatiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Pink champagne cupcakes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-5800445134120344118?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/5800445134120344118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=5800445134120344118&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/5800445134120344118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/5800445134120344118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/happy-saturday-v91.html' title='Happy Saturday V9.1'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9YTXkdX9Ag/Tzvjjeh_ODI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mLl1WAX5-rc/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-3179374148318509504</id><published>2012-02-17T06:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T06:02:00.348-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Scentsy Giveaway</title><content type='html'>I don't know about all of you but I like my home to smell good.&amp;nbsp; I'm prone to buying scented candles, room sprays and heck, I've even been known to bake cookies or cinnamon rolls just to get a good scent going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you can imagine how excited I am to welcome one of my newest sponsors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://kaseymakesscents.scentsy.us/Buy?partyId=71782888" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="200" src="http://i157.photobucket.com/albums/t73/klrezin/scentsy1150x150.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://kaseymakesscents.scentsy.us/Home" target="_blank"&gt;scentsy shop&lt;/a&gt; // &lt;a href="http://domesticatedhygienist.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; // &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#%21/domesthygienist" target="_blank"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If you're looking for a fabulous product that's great as a gift (for someone else or hey, even for yourself) then look no further.&amp;nbsp; Scentsy products are awesome, complete with all different kinds of cute warms and so many different scents that you'll never get bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Right now I'm a little in love with this pretty Scentsy warmer.&amp;nbsp; Totally sweet, don't you agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqGgTSrM81M/Tzx8WdCVoEI/AAAAAAAAAh4/LbnpSh0PuQ0/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqGgTSrM81M/Tzx8WdCVoEI/AAAAAAAAAh4/LbnpSh0PuQ0/s200/z.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://kaseymakesscents.scentsy.us/Buy/ProductDetails/DSW-HEIR" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heirloom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giveaway:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kasey is offering you a chance to win your choice of warmer and 2 Scentsy bars!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here's How To Win&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;(Please leave a separate comment for each entry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mandatory Entry:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You must be a follower of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Why Girls Are Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(comment telling me which warm you would choose from Kasey's &lt;a href="https://kaseymakesscents.scentsy.us/Buy?partyId=71782888" target="_blank"&gt;Scentsy shop&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extra Entries:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Follow &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Why Girls Are Weird&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Why-Girls-Are-Weird/117082555059605"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/WeirdGirlBlog"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;(1-2 entries)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Follow the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Kasey's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://domesticatedhygienist.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#%21/domesthygienist" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; (1-2 entries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tweet and/or Blog about this giveaway &lt;b&gt;(1-2 entries)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a purchase from Kasey's &lt;a href="https://kaseymakesscents.scentsy.us/Buy?partyId=71782888" target="_blank"&gt;scentsy shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; (10 entries)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A winner will be announced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Friday February 24th.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can't wait to find out who wins?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scentsy products are 10% off!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Get shopping!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;P.S. Are you Sandy of &lt;a href="http://www.sandyalamode.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sandy a la Mode&lt;/a&gt;? Then you are the lucky winner of the This Enchanted Pixie giveaway! Please &lt;a href="mailto:whygirlsareweird@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;email me&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-3179374148318509504?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/3179374148318509504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=3179374148318509504&amp;isPopup=true' title='48 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/3179374148318509504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/3179374148318509504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/scentsy-giveaway.html' title='Scentsy Giveaway'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OqGgTSrM81M/Tzx8WdCVoEI/AAAAAAAAAh4/LbnpSh0PuQ0/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-282590789053919036</id><published>2012-02-16T06:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T06:26:00.128-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JaENVGdlsnk/TzSOTg7wCWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Fe9ag1BfE-U/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JaENVGdlsnk/TzSOTg7wCWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Fe9ag1BfE-U/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to school, I have mixed feelings.&amp;nbsp; It high school, I probably could have done really well except that I cared more about boys and friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first year of college started out like a lot of people's first year - I went to a 4 year college a few years away from home, I made new friends, a rushed a sorority and fell in love for the first time.&amp;nbsp; But I hated school.&amp;nbsp; I found any reason to not go to class, I stopped attending sorority functions, I pulled away from friends and my boyfriend broke up with me.&amp;nbsp; I failed out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I moved home.&amp;nbsp; I did well at a community college during my 2nd year of college but only because my parents made sure I went to classes.&amp;nbsp; During my 3rd year, I tried regular 4 year school again and yet again couldn't get myself to go to classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I realized I had a problem.&amp;nbsp; I was screwing up school, wasting my parents' money and I wasn't happy.&amp;nbsp; So I stopped going to school.&amp;nbsp; I started working and told myself I wasn't going to go to college again until I was ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly two years ago I took the leap and went back to school.&amp;nbsp; This time I took out loans (much to my dad's dismay).&amp;nbsp; This time I researched colleges until I decided what was right for me and decided on &lt;a href="http://www.globeuniversity.edu/?gclid=CK290qO3kq4CFcrQKgodaThnKA" target="_blank"&gt;Globe University's&lt;/a&gt; online division.&amp;nbsp; I realized that A) I wasn't going to take school seriously if it wasn't on my (eventual) dime and B) my social anxiety held me back from traditional classes.&amp;nbsp; And so although my online classes are more expensive, they have led me to several 4.0 quarters and a cumulative that is above a 3.5.&amp;nbsp; I don't say this to brag, I'm just so darn proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I decided to take a break from school I had people tell me that they doubted I would ever go back.&amp;nbsp; And now I am one quarter away from graduating.&amp;nbsp; It is an AMAZING feelings and one of my greatest accomplishments to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those that doubted me, I have just three little words for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Told ya so.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-282590789053919036?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/282590789053919036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=282590789053919036&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/282590789053919036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/282590789053919036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/graduate.html' title='Graduate'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JaENVGdlsnk/TzSOTg7wCWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/Fe9ag1BfE-U/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-858514405091378460</id><published>2012-02-15T06:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T06:32:00.344-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 50 questions that will free your mind'/><title type='text'>The 50 Questions That Will Free Your Mind - Part Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cT5YtOYiKVM/TznELpXIRwI/AAAAAAAAAho/H0qgQ62D9mw/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cT5YtOYiKVM/TznELpXIRwI/AAAAAAAAAho/H0qgQ62D9mw/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?hl=en&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=497&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=18dOI_mlhjznfM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://jessicaemeline.tumblr.com/post/2790203683&amp;amp;docid=aFHkmM2T4Leg7M&amp;amp;imgurl=http://i967.photobucket.com/albums/ae151/Abigailloves2012/free_your_mind_02_big.jpg&amp;amp;w=717&amp;amp;h=484&amp;amp;ei=rKgDT7PCFYiWiALbsu2jDg&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=rc&amp;amp;dur=240&amp;amp;sig=102601910084382841850&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;tbnh=143&amp;amp;tbnw=202&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ndsp=8&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:5,s:0&amp;amp;tx=128&amp;amp;ty=60" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;31. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;At what time in your recent past have you felt most passionate and alive?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; This is going to sound incredibly weird but finally deciding on divorce made me feel more alive than I have in a long time.&amp;nbsp; I loved Dustin and I still want good things for him but our relationship was dragging us both down.&amp;nbsp; I started to feel trapped.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't an easy decision but when it was made I knew it was the right one.&amp;nbsp; And for the firs time in a long time I felt alive again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;32. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;If not now, then when?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; There's no time like the present. I am someone that sometimes puts things off (homework, errands, etc.) but I keep telling myself I need to stop that.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;33. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;If you haven’t achieved it yet, what do you have to lose?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Absolutely nothing. That is something I need to remember when it comes to my writing. I want to be a published author one day but I am so scared of the rejection. But really, I have nothing to lose and I need to keep that in mind.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;34. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Have you ever been with someone, said nothing, and walked away feeling like you just had the best conversation ever?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Sometimes those are the best conversations. I certainly have and it's an amazing feeling to have people in your life that you know so well that you don't even need to say anything to have a conversation. That is one of life's beautiful things. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;35. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Why do religions that support love cause so many wars?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; People are very passionate about religion and when passion is involved it can bring about very strong emotions. Not everyone agrees on everything, especially religion, and I think that's why there are wars. I think that is so unfortunate. I don't attend church, mostly because there isn't any one religion I identify with and I don't believe that I have to go to a building or believe in any one religion to have a relationship with God. However, I do think that God wouldn't want wars fought in His name. I wish that people could take their passion and put it towards something amazing and worthwhile. I guess until we can all learn to filter our passion into something positive then religion is going to cause wars.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Past Questions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_11.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_18.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_25.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Four&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Five&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_08.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Six&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-858514405091378460?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/858514405091378460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=858514405091378460&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/858514405091378460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/858514405091378460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_15.html' title='The 50 Questions That Will Free Your Mind - Part Seven'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cT5YtOYiKVM/TznELpXIRwI/AAAAAAAAAho/H0qgQ62D9mw/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-6428149487351865962</id><published>2012-02-14T06:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T06:13:00.130-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Favorite TV Couples</title><content type='html'>So unfortunately, Boyfriend isn't able to come out here till Thursday because of his job.&amp;nbsp; So I'll be working tonight as well, but have been assured that one of my coworkers (we call him Creepy Kyle... no worries, he's actually a super nice guy) will be my Valentine.&amp;nbsp; Should be an interesting night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of V-Day, I thought today I'd tell you all some of my favorite all time TV couples.&amp;nbsp; I'm a big TV watcher and there are some pretty great couples that I just adore.&amp;nbsp; Some are from the past, some the present.&amp;nbsp; Let me know if you agree or tell me a few of your favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0feYERirwc/Tzm7iRqK33I/AAAAAAAAAhA/19PCyC_owUY/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0feYERirwc/Tzm7iRqK33I/AAAAAAAAAhA/19PCyC_owUY/s320/z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I was a kid, I sometimes had trouble sleeping (imagine that).&amp;nbsp; So I would sneak downstairs and camp out in my family's living room with Nick @ Nite on the TV.&amp;nbsp; Back then, Nick @ Nite played all the oldies - &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Dick Van Dyke&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Dragnet&lt;/i&gt;, and my favorite - &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;I Love Lucy&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I loved that show, mostly because of the relationship that Lucy and Ricky Ricardo had.&amp;nbsp; Lucy was always causing trouble and Ricky always loved her - not despite it, but I think probably because of it.&amp;nbsp; They were the perfect yin and yang and that's what made them a wonderful couple.&amp;nbsp; They were the perfect thing for my young self to watch in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQGySBoNEHc/Tzm9FB9kw2I/AAAAAAAAAhI/KT-1CP6Mckg/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XQGySBoNEHc/Tzm9FB9kw2I/AAAAAAAAAhI/KT-1CP6Mckg/s320/z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A few summers ago I got myself addicted to the show &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Bones&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I loved the mixture of science and crime and I loved the clashing between Bones and Booth.&amp;nbsp; Bones is so clinical and Booth is so real and together, to me, they make an amazing couple.&amp;nbsp; Add that to the fact that it took them till the very end of season 6 to actually get together and you know it's a mixture of good TV.&amp;nbsp; I think that what makes them work is that they just get each other even though they're so different.&amp;nbsp; And I love the fact that even before they got together they always looked out for each other.&amp;nbsp; They're definitely a couple you cheer for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kutdTiWaE4c/Tzm_BhvkL7I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/FZzrRD0rOqs/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kutdTiWaE4c/Tzm_BhvkL7I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/FZzrRD0rOqs/s1600/z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/i&gt; will always be one of my favorite shows.&amp;nbsp; Not only did I adore the mother/daughter relationship between Lorelai and Rory Gilmore, I also loved the relationship between Lorelai and Luke Danes.&amp;nbsp; They were another couple that took a few seasons to actually get together but you knew from the start of the show that they were destined to be together.&amp;nbsp; When they broke up (not once but TWICE) it was horrible and when they finally got back together in the series finale I may have cried. A lot. If they ever make a &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/i&gt; movie Lorelai and Luke better be happily married, still living in Stars Hollow and still running the diner and the inn.&amp;nbsp; Because if any TV couple belongs together forever, it is certainly Luke and Lorelai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lx0IR1t2dgs/TznAPXv5tUI/AAAAAAAAAhY/kzwfG-jf1c8/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lx0IR1t2dgs/TznAPXv5tUI/AAAAAAAAAhY/kzwfG-jf1c8/s320/z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did you assume Ross and Rachel would make this list? Nope. On the TV show &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Friends&lt;/i&gt; there was another couple that I loved so much more. When Monica and Chandler got together in England I thought it was a match made in heaven. Unlike their friends Ross and Rachel, Monica and Chandler had this relationship that just had STAYING POWER.&amp;nbsp; They were goofy, quirky, often hysterical and they loved each other.&amp;nbsp; The proposal episode still brings tears to my eyes and I think that if people want to aspire to be like a TV couple then they should aspire to be like Monica and Chandler.&amp;nbsp; Because their relationship was so much more real than the Ross and Rachel relationship.&amp;nbsp; And that's why they will always be my favorite &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Friends&lt;/i&gt; couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxrjWYbfaf0/TznBhLhGprI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cJhmj8yl-4U/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxrjWYbfaf0/TznBhLhGprI/AAAAAAAAAhg/cJhmj8yl-4U/s1600/z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She was the wacky girl with the big hair.&amp;nbsp; He was the curly haired baseball lover.&amp;nbsp; Together, they made my all time favorite TV couple.&amp;nbsp; Cory and Topanga from &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Boy Meets World&lt;/i&gt; knew each other from the time they were kids in the sandbox.&amp;nbsp; And Boy Meets World helped us to watch them grow up.&amp;nbsp; Cory went from wanting nothing to do with Topanga to having her be his first kiss, to falling in love with her and then marry her.&amp;nbsp; They knew everything about each other and that kind of love, that kind of knowledge of each other's pasts, is something that is very rare. No matter how many times I watch an episode from this show I find myself falling for Cory and Topanga all over again.&amp;nbsp; How can you not love their absolutely sweet love story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;So tell me readers, do you agree with me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-6428149487351865962?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/6428149487351865962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=6428149487351865962&amp;isPopup=true' title='46 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/6428149487351865962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/6428149487351865962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/favorite-tv-couples.html' title='Favorite TV Couples'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0feYERirwc/Tzm7iRqK33I/AAAAAAAAAhA/19PCyC_owUY/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>46</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-874298773897246528</id><published>2012-02-13T06:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T06:39:00.080-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrA1cEQ1F4s/TzemwZknDVI/AAAAAAAAAg4/VTuI9dbhucA/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrA1cEQ1F4s/TzemwZknDVI/AAAAAAAAAg4/VTuI9dbhucA/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;This is what insomnia looks like: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;8:30 PM&lt;/i&gt; - Starting to fall asleep. Don't judge, I had a long day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;12:15 AM&lt;/i&gt; - Wake up, go to the bathroom, get back into bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;12:45 AM&lt;/i&gt; - Frustrated after tossing and turning, get out of bed, get water, try to go back to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;1:15 AM&lt;/i&gt; - Decide to change locations. Get comfy on the couch, turn on the TV and watch Private Practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;2:00 AM&lt;/i&gt; - Go back to bed. Drink more water. Toss and turn more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;2:50 AM&lt;/i&gt; - Go back to the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;3:15 AM&lt;/i&gt; - Go back to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;4:05 AM&lt;/i&gt; - Give up. Decide to just get read for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;5:00 AM&lt;/i&gt; - Watch another episode of Private Practice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;6:15 AM&lt;/i&gt; - Go to work 45 minutes early to eat before my shift starts. Curse insomnia.&amp;nbsp; Wonder how I'm ever going to get through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That was my Saturday night leading into Sunday morning.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say the lack of sleep made work very difficult, especially considering we had a full house from about 11:30 to 1:30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Insomnia is no fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-874298773897246528?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/874298773897246528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=874298773897246528&amp;isPopup=true' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/874298773897246528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/874298773897246528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RrA1cEQ1F4s/TzemwZknDVI/AAAAAAAAAg4/VTuI9dbhucA/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-6527120541582240850</id><published>2012-02-12T06:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T06:57:00.654-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter 30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>HP 30 Day Challenge ~ Day Nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;9. Your least favorite male character and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MSyolAeexR8/TzSGvnMIhcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KMS2E2KrGAE/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MSyolAeexR8/TzSGvnMIhcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KMS2E2KrGAE/s320/z.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peter Pettigrew.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&amp;nbsp; I just hate him.&amp;nbsp; He is a liar and a coward and the reason so many people died.&amp;nbsp; I mean sure, I could have chosen Voldemort.&amp;nbsp; But at least Voldemort wasn't an absolutely worthless piece of crap.&amp;nbsp; He sold out Lily and James Potter in the worst way and then he let Sirius take the blame for that while he ran away like a coward and hid.&amp;nbsp; He was friends with them and that is not how you treat your friends.&amp;nbsp; So although it would be so easy to choose someone absolutely evil like Voldemort I truly think that Peter Pettigrew is my least favorite character by far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-6527120541582240850?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/6527120541582240850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=6527120541582240850&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/6527120541582240850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/6527120541582240850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/hp-30-day-challenge-day-nine.html' title='HP 30 Day Challenge ~ Day Nine'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MSyolAeexR8/TzSGvnMIhcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/KMS2E2KrGAE/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-7428056518521519623</id><published>2012-02-11T06:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T06:06:00.822-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy Saturday'/><title type='text'>Happy Saturday V9.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDXCj9_7RMY/TzRCly0NCsI/AAAAAAAAAgc/iJygWfa2GTw/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="351" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDXCj9_7RMY/TzRCly0NCsI/AAAAAAAAAgc/iJygWfa2GTw/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: 130%; font-style: italic;"&gt;10 Things That Made Me Happy This Week&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Candy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Monte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Opening a savings account&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;90's music&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Planning a cruise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. My &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;tattoos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Ordering a new MN Twins t-shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Washi tape&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Hot tea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Pajamas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-7428056518521519623?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/7428056518521519623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=7428056518521519623&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/7428056518521519623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/7428056518521519623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/happy-saturday-v90.html' title='Happy Saturday V9.0'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDXCj9_7RMY/TzRCly0NCsI/AAAAAAAAAgc/iJygWfa2GTw/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-1353091331738488587</id><published>2012-02-10T06:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T10:57:49.969-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>This Enchanted Pixie Giveaway</title><content type='html'>When I won a giveaway from Polly of &lt;a href="http://www.thisenchantedpixie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Enchanted Pixie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was so excited because not only does her &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thisenchantedpixie" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has some amazing stuff but Polly is a total rockstar!&amp;nbsp; Polly sells super cute bohemian jewelry and I can attest to the fact that her stuff is a total treat to be able to wear.&amp;nbsp; Of course, I wanted to know more about Polly and her shop so I asked her a few questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csf3M2BQB-w/TzQCc2b0-TI/AAAAAAAAAgU/jPCUv8MUHxo/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="52" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csf3M2BQB-w/TzQCc2b0-TI/AAAAAAAAAgU/jPCUv8MUHxo/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Where did you come up with the name for your shop?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; The name ‘This Enchanted Pixie’ just popped into my head one day. My husband used to affectionately call me his ‘pixie, and then at the start of 2011 when I was in the process of setting up shop, I was playing around with name ideas and this one just popped in there! It felt right so I went with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;What or who are your inspirations?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; My main inspiration is mother nature. I grew up in the countryside and spent my childhood playing in the fields, building dens and climbing trees. I love the beauty of the world around us, and take inspiration from the colours that nature shows. I collect feathers and leaves, and snapshots of beautiful sunsets. If I’m feeling stuck creatively,&amp;nbsp; a walk in the countryside always gets the juices flowing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other inspiration comes from the treasures I find whilst thrifting. I love to collect old materials, old jewellery – anything that speaks to my heart. while they may not directly be included in my jewellery, they offer endless inspirations to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;What are 3 of your favorite items from your shop?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/77339182/paris-in-the-springtime-necklace" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paris in the Springtime Necklace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -- I’m something of an old romantic, and something about Paris just fills my heart with joy. I imagined walking along the banks of the Seine, hand in hand with my husband, the tress full of blossom and birdsong filling the air. Wearing this necklace allows me to make believe that I’m really in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/85174558/lilac-swallow-post-earrings" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swallow Earrings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -- I love birds – my house is in danger in being taken over by birdie items!! These little earrings sit just on the cute side of kitsch – they liven up an outfit perfectly and always get me a ton of compliments. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Lastly, the &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/86280891/little-knitted-bow-necklace-choose-your" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Little Knitted Bow Necklace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; -- These were born out of&amp;nbsp; winters evening sat knitting while watching a movie. I ended up making a dozen little bows, and while wondering what to do with them, I thought I’d try fixing one to&amp;nbsp; chain and seeing how it looked&amp;nbsp; as a necklace. I wore it to meet friends the next day and they loved it! I sold the first batch there and then – and ended up spending another night making more! They’re cute and make a great statement piece.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Where do you see yourself and your shop at this time next year?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I like to think that I’ll still be happily making jewellery and coming up with new designs. I’m so excited to be setting out on this path of being self-employed. As my girls grow I hope to grow and expand this little business. I never expected to get this far, and I’m so thankful for all the support I've had so for I hope in a years time even more people are wearing my designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;What is one piece of advice you would give to aspiring handmade shop owners?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; PLAN!! Before you set up shop, I’d suggest you make a plan of what you want to achieve. Little goals for the first year. Make sure you have a budget in place, you have an idea of products you’ll offer, how you’ll package your items, if you'll offer discounts, where you’ll advertise, etc. Having it all mapped out really does help. Do some research into shops offering similar products to get an idea on pricing. A couple of good books if you are just starting out are &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1452101418/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=pixi-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1452101418" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Craft, Inc. Revised Edition: The Ultimate Guide to Turning Your Creative Hobby into a Successful Business&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0811869954/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=pixi-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0811869954" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Craft Inc. Business Planner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. But the most important thing to remember is to dream big and go for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today you can enter to win a&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;$25 shop credit to &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thisenchantedpixie?ref=seller_info" target="_blank"&gt;This Enchanted Pixie&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's How To Win&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;(Please leave a separate comment for each entry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandatory Entry:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You must be a follower of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Why Girls Are Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(comment telling me what your favorite item from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thisenchantedpixie?ref=seller_info" target="_blank"&gt;This Enchanted Pixie.&lt;/a&gt; is)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra Entries:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Follow &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Why Girls Are Weird&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Why-Girls-Are-Weird/117082555059605"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/WeirdGirlBlog"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;(1-2 entries)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Follow the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;This Enchanted Pixie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.thisenchantedpixie.com/" target="_blank"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and/or &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#%21/pixie_polly" target="_blank"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; (1-2 entries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tweet and/or Blog about this giveaway &lt;b&gt;(1-2 entries)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feel free to use this tweet "@WeirdGirlBlog is hosting a @pixie_polly giveaway! Check it out &amp;amp; enter to win a $25 credit! http://tinyurl.com/7s22sgp" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A winner will be announced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Friday February 17th.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-1353091331738488587?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/1353091331738488587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=1353091331738488587&amp;isPopup=true' title='62 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/1353091331738488587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/1353091331738488587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/this-enchanted-pixie-giveaway.html' title='This Enchanted Pixie Giveaway'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csf3M2BQB-w/TzQCc2b0-TI/AAAAAAAAAgU/jPCUv8MUHxo/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>62</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-6439583638548335961</id><published>2012-02-09T06:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T06:26:00.505-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Cruisin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to go on a cruise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boyfriend and I are going to try to plan to go on one in January next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t_DeTdxQ8SQ/Ty8asz_BxVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Y6hvfGQ4AJs/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t_DeTdxQ8SQ/Ty8asz_BxVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Y6hvfGQ4AJs/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?hl=en&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=497&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=18dOI_mlhjznfM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://jessicaemeline.tumblr.com/post/2790203683&amp;amp;docid=aFHkmM2T4Leg7M&amp;amp;imgurl=http://i967.photobucket.com/albums/ae151/Abigailloves2012/free_your_mind_02_big.jpg&amp;amp;w=717&amp;amp;h=484&amp;amp;ei=rKgDT7PCFYiWiALbsu2jDg&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=rc&amp;amp;dur=240&amp;amp;sig=102601910084382841850&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;tbnh=143&amp;amp;tbnw=202&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ndsp=8&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:5,s:0&amp;amp;tx=128&amp;amp;ty=60" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;26. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Would you rather lose all of your old memories, or never be able to make new ones?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Maybe this will sound crazy.&amp;nbsp; But if I had to choose right this moment, I'd rather lose all my old memories.&amp;nbsp; The idea of being able to start new is kind of exciting and I have so much more life to live.&amp;nbsp; Wouldn't it be sad to never be able to make a new memory?&amp;nbsp; To me that means you might as well just die.&amp;nbsp; It's kind of a choice between forever living in the past or choosing the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;27. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Is is possible to know the truth without challenging it first?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Sure, I think so.&amp;nbsp; Some things we know to be true without having to challenge them.&amp;nbsp; Like candy is awesome.&amp;nbsp; Truth.&amp;nbsp; I didn't need to challenge that.&amp;nbsp; I know candy is awesome, always have.&amp;nbsp; Other things aren't as simple and you have to challenge them first.&amp;nbsp; I still do research to this day on politics, especially when it's time to vote.&amp;nbsp; I'm not going to vote for someone simply because they are affiliated with a certain party.&amp;nbsp; I challenge what I know to be true because maybe I'll find someone that isn't affiliated with the party I typically vote for yet I agree with them.&amp;nbsp; Kind of just depends on the situation.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;28. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Has your greatest fear ever come true?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; My greatest fear is to lose someone I love in a tragic event.&amp;nbsp; Obviously it's always sad to lose a loved one but to lose someone too soon is what I truly fear.&amp;nbsp; I guess in a way this has happened, a friend of mine Jake died about a year and a half ago at the age of 22.&amp;nbsp; It still brings tears to my eyes to this day.&amp;nbsp; It's not a good feeling for sure.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;29. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Do you remember that time 5 years ago when you were extremely upset?&amp;nbsp; Does it really matter now?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Five years ago I was 23.&amp;nbsp; And I'm sure I had times when I was extremely upset.&amp;nbsp; Now?&amp;nbsp; It doesn't really matter.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure at the time it was a big deal.&amp;nbsp; But in the grand scheme of things some things just don't matter as much as they once did.&amp;nbsp; So nope, those times 5 years ago when I was extremely upset aren't really so important now.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;30. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;What is your happiest childhood memory?&amp;nbsp; What makes it so special?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I can't remember how old I was but I remember my brother and me flying to Florida to spend a week or so with my grandparents.&amp;nbsp; We'd just moved to Minnesota (I'm originally from Illinois, where my grandparents were from) and it was hard living far away from our grandparents.&amp;nbsp; Getting to spend a week with them was an exciting treat.&amp;nbsp; I don't even remember a lot of what went on that week but I do remember loving the time I got to spend with my grandparents.&amp;nbsp; It's something I'll always cherish.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Past Questions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_11.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_18.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_25.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Four&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Five&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-2174099269824280967?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/2174099269824280967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=2174099269824280967&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/2174099269824280967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/2174099269824280967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_08.html' title='The 50 Questions That Will Free Your Mind - Part Six'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t_DeTdxQ8SQ/Ty8asz_BxVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Y6hvfGQ4AJs/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-3775627489548606832</id><published>2012-02-07T06:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T06:00:05.273-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>I've Got The Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4teJKccrGbo/TzCBMJWx1cI/AAAAAAAAAfk/89BG7h9F0gI/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4teJKccrGbo/TzCBMJWx1cI/AAAAAAAAAfk/89BG7h9F0gI/s400/z.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday I opened up my blog to all of you so that you could ask me questions.&amp;nbsp; Here are the answers to all the questions asked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://vonhallo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Morgan&lt;/a&gt;: What do you put in your hair? So random but it always looks so good when you post pictures of yourself!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; To be honest... I don't really put a whole lot in my hair.&amp;nbsp; I wash it with Suave Professionals.&amp;nbsp; If I'm wearing it curly I spray it with Garnier Wonder Waves and let it mostly air dry, drying it with a diffuser at the last second.&amp;nbsp; If I wear it straight I'll blow it out and then run a straightening iron over it.&amp;nbsp; Either way I finish off with Garnier Sleek and Shine hairspray and I'm done!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafefashionista.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Erika&lt;/a&gt;: Since you're a bookworm like me...what book release are you most looking forward to in 2012 and why?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I actually don't pay attention to book releases.&amp;nbsp; If a blog friends remind me I'll most likely request the book from the library but almost always I don't realize a new book has come out until awhile after its release.&amp;nbsp; Weird right?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thenonstudent.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Non-Student&lt;/a&gt;: How do you keep up with so many blogs (and comment on them)? Are you Superwoman or something?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Haha, if only!&amp;nbsp; I usually set aside time each morning (or afternoon, depending on my work schedule) to blog.&amp;nbsp; First I'll go through any new posts in my reader.&amp;nbsp; Then I'll open up my comments from the previous day and respond to those posts.&amp;nbsp; So if you comment on my blog, I will comment back.&amp;nbsp; Usually it takes about an hour but it's worth it, I figure if someone if going to take time out of their life to read my blog then I owe them that courtesy back. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://dancingbranflakes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Dancing Branflake&lt;/a&gt;: What is your degree in and what job do you hope to have at graduation?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; My degree is in sales and marketing and to be honest... I still don't know what I want to do.&amp;nbsp; I ideally, I'd love to do something with internet marketing and social media (anyone have a job for me??).&amp;nbsp; However, right now I'd just like a job with good benefits (dental insurance please!!) and maybe weekends off!&amp;nbsp; A girl can dream, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://anxiousforhappiness.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Happy Jen @ Anxious for Happiness&lt;/a&gt;: Where's your favorite place to buy your outfits?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Lately I've been buying a ton of stuff at Old Navy.&amp;nbsp; Bizarre right?&amp;nbsp; But their clothes have gotten so cute and I love the way they fit me.&amp;nbsp; Plus, they're affordable and my ON credit card gets me points and discounts.&amp;nbsp; Can't go wrong!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://gringationcancun.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"&gt;gringationcancun&lt;/a&gt;: How do you feel about The Hunger Games movie this year? Excited? Bored?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I'm super excited for this movie to come out, I'm actually considering going to the midnight showing (despite my horrid experience with screaming teeny-boppers at &lt;i&gt;Twilight&lt;/i&gt;).&amp;nbsp; The trailers look &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; good, how can I not be excited? &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegirlybird.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Amber&lt;/a&gt;: All time favorite book?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Once again, &lt;i&gt;Why Girls Are Weird&lt;/i&gt; by Pamela Ribon.&amp;nbsp; I have raved about this book and I love it so much I even named my blog after it.&amp;nbsp; It's a book about a blogger who finds herself and it's one of those feel good books that makes me laugh out loud no matter how many times I read it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raviolisandwaterworks.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jax&lt;/a&gt;: What is your writing inspiration?  Do you ever "link up" with other bloggers?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; As far as blogging inspiration, I just try to be myself.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I'm in a bad mood so my post is angry or sad.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I'm elated so you get a happy, bubbly post.&amp;nbsp; I don't lie on my blog and if something bad happens to post about it, figuring that maybe my mistakes can teach someone else.&amp;nbsp; And I'm all about linking up with other bloggers.&amp;nbsp; I don't do it often but I'm pretty open to nearly everything blog related.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://mypixieblog.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Charlotte&lt;/a&gt;: If you could live in any part of the world, where would it be? And I always love asking about dream vacation destinations. Maybe because I'm longing for a break from the city. So those are my two questions for you.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I keep saying I want to live somewhere warm because I am so over these Wisconsin winters.&amp;nbsp; Back when I was with Dustin we talked about Florida or North Carolina.&amp;nbsp; I think since my parents live in FL and they drive me nuts, I'd probably choose NC.&amp;nbsp; As for a dream vacation, I've always wanted to go to Italy.&amp;nbsp; The food alone... yum!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glamkittenslitterbox.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt;: Threesome.  You and me.  Plus one other person. Who is the other person?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Leave it to Bonnie to ask an inappropriate question!&amp;nbsp; My answer?&amp;nbsp; Adam Levine (lead singer for Maroon 5, for all of you crazy people that don't know who he is).&amp;nbsp; He is delicious.&amp;nbsp; Hope you don't mine Bonnie!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.katherinehschneider.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kathy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://mr-mrspancakes.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mrs. Pancakes&lt;/a&gt;: What inspired you to start blogging?&amp;nbsp; When did you start blogging?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I started blogging way back in 2002 and at the time it was just an easier way to keep a diary.&amp;nbsp; I've kept diaries for a really long time and I'm so much quicker typing so I figured a "blog" (which it wasn't called back then) was a great way to do it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;When I started this blog it was originally for me to write about my wedding to Dustin, who is now my ex.&amp;nbsp; You can actually go way back and read all those posts.&amp;nbsp; Obviously things have changed &lt;i&gt;A LOT&lt;/i&gt; since then but that's how I got my start!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you that asked questions!&amp;nbsp; As always, if you have a question for me, don't hesitate to ask!&amp;nbsp; Happy Monday all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-3775627489548606832?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/3775627489548606832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=3775627489548606832&amp;isPopup=true' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/3775627489548606832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/3775627489548606832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/ive-got-answers.html' title='I&apos;ve Got The Answers'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4teJKccrGbo/TzCBMJWx1cI/AAAAAAAAAfk/89BG7h9F0gI/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-2566858029147980814</id><published>2012-02-06T06:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T13:25:10.216-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><title type='text'>Tattoos and the Elegant Woman</title><content type='html'>I will preface this post by saying that it's a little heated and that's because it's written with my full heart.&amp;nbsp; These are my opinions and feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend I read an article that I needed to share with all of you.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure of few of you have already read it as its been going around Twitter and Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article is written by a 19 year old girl (I can't bring myself to type woman because I don't believe she is one) who is against tattoos.&amp;nbsp; You can find the full article &lt;a href="http://www.ubspectrum.com/opinion/why-put-a-bumper-sticker-on-a-ferrari-1.2755789?fb_comment_id=fbc_324635097574847_4606103_328446090527081#.Ty8PW8iKDsZ" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but I pulled a few gems from it that I'd like to highlight: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"An elegant woman does not vandalize the temple she has been blessed with as her body. She appreciates it. She flaunts it. She's not happy with it? She goes to the gym. She dresses it up in lavish, fun, trendy clothes, enjoying trips to the mall with her girlfriends. She accentuates her legs with high heels. She gets her nails done. She enjoys the finer things in life, all with the body she was blessed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But marking it up with ink? That's just not necessary."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Can you get meaning out of a tattoo? Arguably. If you want to insert ink into your skin as a symbol for something greater than yourself, then maybe you are proving a point to yourself or the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, are you really a happier person? Has this tattoo, for instance, caused you to learn something new about yourself? Has it challenged you? Has it led you to self-growth? Nothing comes out of getting a tattoo. You get a tattoo, and that's it. You do something productive, though, and you see results. That's a genuine, satisfying change in life. Not ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invest your time, money, and effort into a gym membership, or yoga classes, or new clothes, or experimenting with different hairstyles if you're craving something new with your body, not a tattoo." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article makes me more than a little angry for more than a few reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8nSVH5KRi8/Ty8U7dWXmRI/AAAAAAAAAfU/hGMYuJQsezg/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8nSVH5KRi8/Ty8U7dWXmRI/AAAAAAAAAfU/hGMYuJQsezg/s320/z.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vivienne right after she was finished&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;First of all, I have tattoos.&amp;nbsp; Why do I get them?&amp;nbsp; Because I like them.&amp;nbsp; Thus far I have 3 and haven't decided when or if I'll stop getting them.&amp;nbsp; Do they make me less of a woman or, hell, less of an elegant woman?&amp;nbsp; I don't believe so.&amp;nbsp; And would I be more of an "elegant woman" if I got myself a gym membership, bought myself some fancy clothes and got myself a mani and pedi?&amp;nbsp; I certainly don't think so.&amp;nbsp; Last I checked, a woman is elegant because of &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;WHO SHE IS&lt;/b&gt; and not &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;HOW SHE LOOKS&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; And this 19 year old child, a &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;FEMALE&lt;/b&gt;, is basically pushing us all back into the 50's by saying we need to doll ourselves up in order to be real women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do my tattoos make me happy?&amp;nbsp; Heck yes they do.&amp;nbsp; The butterfly on my back reminds me of the beauty in life and to embrace change.&amp;nbsp; The words "be who you are" on my ankle remind me of my favorite Dr. Seuss quote, one of that I try to live by each day.&amp;nbsp; Vivienne, my newest tattoo, is a daily reminder of my love for writing as well as my love of the artist that drew her, Kurt Halsey (so talented).&amp;nbsp; I see these tattoos each and every day and my love for them is always the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The girl went on to then state that women without tattoos won't find themselves in a "rut" when trying to explain to their grandchildren about their tattoos and that women with tattoos will be less able to teach future generations good morals and values.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I think the questioning of morals and values is what makes me the most angry.&amp;nbsp; Fine, you want to say I'm less of an "elegant woman" because of my tats?&amp;nbsp; Whatever.&amp;nbsp; I know what kind of a woman I am and I'll bet you anything that I'm much more a woman that this close minded 19 year old.&amp;nbsp; But how dare she question my morals and values.&amp;nbsp; Just because someone has a tattoo does not mean their morals and values are any less than someone without a tattoo.&amp;nbsp; But sure, you want to judge someone based on the way they look?&amp;nbsp; Go ahead, because judging a book by its cover is how wars are started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that this was 2012 and I thought we were trying to be progressive, I thought we were supposed to be more open minded.&amp;nbsp; This article makes me really angry but more than that it just makes me sad.&amp;nbsp; I read this girl's words and it made me sad for her because if I was walking down the street she'd see my tattoos and dismiss me.&amp;nbsp; And she'd miss out on meeting someone that's pretty great (if I do say so myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of us with tattoos are no less moral an no less beautiful than those without.&amp;nbsp; And to judge someone based on their appearance vs. who they are inside is a really disgusting trait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day this girl grows up.&amp;nbsp; And I hope anyone else that would dare to judge someone based on their appearance will grow up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(There is also a follow-up "apology" from the girl which to me doesn't read as much of an apology at all.&amp;nbsp; You can find it &lt;a href="http://www.ubspectrum.com/opinion/the-day-i-met-the-internet-1.2764063?pagereq=1&amp;amp;fb_comment_id=fbc_327547097283647_4606537_328507220520968" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-2566858029147980814?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/2566858029147980814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=2566858029147980814&amp;isPopup=true' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/2566858029147980814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/2566858029147980814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/tattoos-and-elegant-woman.html' title='Tattoos and the Elegant Woman'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8nSVH5KRi8/Ty8U7dWXmRI/AAAAAAAAAfU/hGMYuJQsezg/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-7206083607823354385</id><published>2012-02-05T06:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T06:09:57.129-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter 30 day challenge'/><title type='text'>HP 30 Day Challenge ~ Day Eight</title><content type='html'>8. What do you think your favorite subject at Hogwarts would be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdz_5pViDDE/Tys7HN6hlOI/AAAAAAAAAfE/d0ET6MZRb-o/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdz_5pViDDE/Tys7HN6hlOI/AAAAAAAAAfE/d0ET6MZRb-o/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Considering I nearly failed chemistry, I probably wouldn't like Potions.&amp;nbsp; And I think Defense Against the Dark Arts would be really interesting but a bit scary (remember, I think I'll be in Hufflepuff so Defense Against the Dark Arts is going to be a bit much for me).&amp;nbsp; Care of Magical Creatures... I just fear that Hagrid would somehow get me killed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've always thought astrology and reading tea leaves and all that is really interesting.&amp;nbsp; And come on, the Divination classroom looks pretty swanky.&amp;nbsp; So I think that even though it's all a bit silly I'd like Divination best.&amp;nbsp; Sorry Hermione!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-7206083607823354385?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/7206083607823354385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=7206083607823354385&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/7206083607823354385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/7206083607823354385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/hp-30-day-challenge-day-eight.html' title='HP 30 Day Challenge ~ Day Eight'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vdz_5pViDDE/Tys7HN6hlOI/AAAAAAAAAfE/d0ET6MZRb-o/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-8258712325309876194</id><published>2012-02-04T06:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T06:26:00.462-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy Saturday'/><title type='text'>Happy Saturday V8.9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfQ1f4B98Yo/Tys3lZXHgzI/AAAAAAAAAe0/wA9J-F8-uuI/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfQ1f4B98Yo/Tys3lZXHgzI/AAAAAAAAAe0/wA9J-F8-uuI/s400/z.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;{&lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: 130%; font-style: italic;"&gt;10 Things That Made Me Happy This Week&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Good music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Candy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. Naps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. A &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;great&lt;/i&gt; book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Target&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. My &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;amazing&lt;/b&gt; sponsors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. Coffee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. My &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Gadanke&lt;/i&gt; notebook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9. Vivienne is fully healed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10. &lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;Bingo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-8258712325309876194?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/8258712325309876194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=8258712325309876194&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/8258712325309876194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/8258712325309876194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/happy-saturday-v89.html' title='Happy Saturday V8.9'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cfQ1f4B98Yo/Tys3lZXHgzI/AAAAAAAAAe0/wA9J-F8-uuI/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-4116099971910559213</id><published>2012-02-03T06:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T06:10:00.218-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>The Future of Us by Jay Asher and Carolyn Mackler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1SzI9WiWHjk/TytLoxoCqLI/AAAAAAAAAfM/97LDa6NfSPo/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1SzI9WiWHjk/TytLoxoCqLI/AAAAAAAAAfM/97LDa6NfSPo/s320/z.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's 1996 and Josh and Emma have been neighbors all their lives.&amp;nbsp; They've also been best friends almost as long, up until November when something that Josh did changed everything.&amp;nbsp; Things have been awkward ever since, but when Josh's family receives an AOL CD-ROM in the mail, his mom makes him bring it over to Emma's so that she can try it out on her new computer.&amp;nbsp; When they sign on, they're automatically logged onto Facebook... except Facebook hasn't been invented yet.&amp;nbsp; Josh and Emma are looking at profiles of themselves 15 years in the future - their spouses, careers, homes and status updates - it's all there.&amp;nbsp; Except their futures aren't what they expected them to be.&amp;nbsp; And every time they refresh their pages their futures change again.&amp;nbsp; As they grapple with the knowledge that they have their forced to confront what their doing right - and wrong - in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute I heard of this book I knew that I had to read it.&amp;nbsp; It's such an interesting concept.&amp;nbsp; I mean, think back to yourself when it was 1996 and the internet was just starting to get big.&amp;nbsp; Could you imagine what would happen if you logged into AOL and found your Facebook self and got to see your future?&amp;nbsp; I know that I am nothing like what I thought I was going to be when it was 1996.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book poses some really great questions.&amp;nbsp; If you knew what your future held, would you do things differently in your present to make things better?&amp;nbsp; Or would you keep doing what your doing?&amp;nbsp; Would you worry how the ripples you cause are going to change other people's lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this is technically YA Fiction, I'd highly recommend it to anyone.&amp;nbsp; It was an interesting and fun read that I could help devouring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. The winner of the Happy Button CO. giveaway is Kallay of &lt;a href="http://kallaydoscope.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Kallaydoscope&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Kallay shoot me an &lt;a href="mailto:whygirlsareweird@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-4116099971910559213?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/4116099971910559213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=4116099971910559213&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/4116099971910559213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/4116099971910559213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/future-of-us-by-jay-asher-and-carolyn.html' title='The Future of Us by Jay Asher and Carolyn Mackler'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1SzI9WiWHjk/TytLoxoCqLI/AAAAAAAAAfM/97LDa6NfSPo/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-1773517685492179318</id><published>2012-02-02T06:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T06:48:00.264-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>Got A Question?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31oKV8OtJmk/TynrJv3k0TI/AAAAAAAAAes/2KWyEAhJpzM/s1600/z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31oKV8OtJmk/TynrJv3k0TI/AAAAAAAAAes/2KWyEAhJpzM/s400/z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;} &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/i&gt; of new readers recently (&lt;b style="color: #666666;"&gt;hi all!&lt;/b&gt;) and it has been awhile since I did a little question and answer on around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to do these via Formspring but with the mean anonymous commenters hovering around the blog world lately (if you're one of them, feel free to click the little X on the upper right hand corner of your screen now) I'd prefer not to have any meanness floating around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you have a question (&lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;or two or three&lt;/i&gt;) for me, simply comment on this post!&amp;nbsp; I'll reply with answers next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-1773517685492179318?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/1773517685492179318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=1773517685492179318&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/1773517685492179318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/1773517685492179318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/got-question.html' title='Got A Question?'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-31oKV8OtJmk/TynrJv3k0TI/AAAAAAAAAes/2KWyEAhJpzM/s72-c/z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-8765944513227012689</id><published>2012-02-01T06:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T06:42:00.452-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 50 questions that will free your mind'/><title type='text'>The 50 Questions That Will Free Your Mind - Part 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mm5vu8xc7As/TydO09gvdLI/AAAAAAAAAek/kYxtQkUx780/s1600/Z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="269" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mm5vu8xc7As/TydO09gvdLI/AAAAAAAAAek/kYxtQkUx780/s400/Z.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?hl=en&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=497&amp;amp;gbv=2&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=18dOI_mlhjznfM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://jessicaemeline.tumblr.com/post/2790203683&amp;amp;docid=aFHkmM2T4Leg7M&amp;amp;imgurl=http://i967.photobucket.com/albums/ae151/Abigailloves2012/free_your_mind_02_big.jpg&amp;amp;w=717&amp;amp;h=484&amp;amp;ei=rKgDT7PCFYiWiALbsu2jDg&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=rc&amp;amp;dur=240&amp;amp;sig=102601910084382841850&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;tbnh=143&amp;amp;tbnw=202&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;ndsp=8&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:5,s:0&amp;amp;tx=128&amp;amp;ty=60" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;21. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Would you rather be a worried genius or a joyful simpleton?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; They say that ignorance is bliss.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure I believe that.&amp;nbsp; The reason I don't think I believe that is because in the past I have turned a blind eye and let myself be ignorant and in the end it burned me.&amp;nbsp; I think that knowledge is power.&amp;nbsp; True, maybe you worry more.&amp;nbsp; But I like going into things now with both eyes wide open.&amp;nbsp; I think I'd choose the worried genius. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;22. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Why are you, you?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I think I'm me because of my experiences and the people I've met in my life.&amp;nbsp; I think part of what makes me me is the family I come from, part of it is the friends I've had and have now and part is just what I've been through in my life.&amp;nbsp; All of these things are what make me, me. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;23. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Have you been the kind of friend you want as a friend?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; I think I have.&amp;nbsp; I've had some hard times with friendships but when I look back over why they ended I feel that I did what was right for the friendship and that it wasn't taken the right way.&amp;nbsp; I think that I'm an honest, trustworthy, loyal friend and that's what I want in a friend as well.&amp;nbsp; So yes, I think I've been the kind of friend I would want as a friend.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;24. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Which is worse, when a good friend moves away, or losing touch with a good friend who lives right near you?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Definitely losing touch with a good friend who lives right near you.&amp;nbsp; With technology these days it's so easy to stay in touch and so I think even if friends move away you can still keep in touch pretty easily.&amp;nbsp; But I think it's so sad when you lose touch with a good friend, especially when you live near enough to see each other often.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;25. &lt;i style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;What are you most grateful for?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; So many things.&amp;nbsp; It's really easy to complain about the bad parts of my life.&amp;nbsp; I mean, divorce isn't easy or happy, having unsupportive family is lame, not being exactly where I want to be in my life isn't great.&amp;nbsp; But I have a roof over my head, I have a job that helps me pay my bills, I'm getting an education and I have some really great friends.&amp;nbsp; There are so many people in this world that have so little so I guess I'm grateful that I have as much as I do.&amp;nbsp; It's a blessing even though sometimes it doesn't seem that way.&amp;nbsp; I'm grateful for my life.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Past Questions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_11.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Two&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_18.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind_25.html" target="_blank"&gt;Part Four&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-8765944513227012689?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/8765944513227012689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=8765944513227012689&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/8765944513227012689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/8765944513227012689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/02/50-questions-that-will-free-your-mind.html' title='The 50 Questions That Will Free Your Mind - Part 5'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mm5vu8xc7As/TydO09gvdLI/AAAAAAAAAek/kYxtQkUx780/s72-c/Z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752096004125581506.post-9045438479751110408</id><published>2012-01-31T06:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T06:19:00.444-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book review'/><title type='text'>Crossed by Ally Condie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dWt3J1MuJ8o/TybpV_NlLHI/AAAAAAAAAec/GNx4meJvZsU/s1600/Z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dWt3J1MuJ8o/TybpV_NlLHI/AAAAAAAAAec/GNx4meJvZsU/s1600/Z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After Ky is sent away Cassia knows that she must do whatever it takes to find him, even if it means getting to the Outer Provinces.&amp;nbsp; She knows that Ky was taken there to die but when she finally arrives she finds that she finds that he has escaped into the dangerous canyons beyond the Outer Provinces.&amp;nbsp; And so she risks everything to go after him, thinking that it is Ky that she's supposed to be with.&amp;nbsp; However, when surprises from Xander, Cassia's match, start to pop up, Cassia remembers that she did have another choice.&amp;nbsp; As she travels further and further into the canyons she does whatever it takes to find Ky while still thinking about the boy that she left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sequel novel to Matched and it certainly did not disappoint.&amp;nbsp; I have a thing for Cassia and Ky and throughout the entire novel I kept wondering where they would end up, if they'd be together and what would happen if The Society caught then.&amp;nbsp; The introduction of new characters added to the mystery and the end... well, lets just say that Ally Condie really needs to hurry up with the next novel because I have got to know what happens next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This series started off with a really interesting premise and the second novel does a really great job of continuing with Cassia's adventure.&amp;nbsp; Definitely a fun and really interesting read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i628.photobucket.com/albums/uu2/kjhartenstein/th_mailgooglecom-1.png" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752096004125581506-9045438479751110408?l=www.why-girls-are-weird.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/feeds/9045438479751110408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752096004125581506&amp;postID=9045438479751110408&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/9045438479751110408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752096004125581506/posts/default/9045438479751110408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.why-girls-are-weird.com/2012/01/crossed-by-ally-condie.html' title='Crossed by Ally Condie'/><author><name>Krysten @ Why Girls Are Weird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206388129869459115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9puD3HjyDkU/Trv2uKtARcI/AAAAAAAAALY/phr5UlmwEwo/s220/z.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dWt3J1MuJ8o/TybpV_NlLHI/AAAAAAAAAec/GNx4meJvZsU/s72-c/Z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
