<?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-2176453891465028877</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:30:47.947-05:00</updated><category term='Make a difference'/><category term='Life'/><title type='text'>Just me!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-882377507268523791</id><published>2009-06-02T14:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:14:21.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog completely moved!</title><content type='html'>Please come follow me at http://italiabella210.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-882377507268523791?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/882377507268523791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-completely-moved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/882377507268523791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/882377507268523791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-completely-moved.html' title='Blog completely moved!'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-479808009013089452</id><published>2009-05-15T11:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:43:54.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My blog is moving...</title><content type='html'>My blog is moving &lt;a href="http://italibella210.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://italibella210.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;...  I will let you know when the move is complete!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-479808009013089452?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/479808009013089452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-blog-is-moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/479808009013089452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/479808009013089452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-blog-is-moving.html' title='My blog is moving...'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-2528621708265161374</id><published>2009-05-15T09:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:08:49.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the love!!</title><content type='html'>It's always fun to wake up and come to work on a Friday... get jacked up on coffee, and then see that someone is giving you a shot-out on their blog!! So, as this Friday starts, yup I am only an hour in, I have to give a shot out to @mattstraton on twitter and his blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mattstratton.com/2009/05/15/follow-friday-good-looking-people-edition/comment-page-1/#comment-9974"&gt;http://mattstratton.com/2009/05/15/follow-friday-good-looking-people-edition/comment-page-1/#comment-9974&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share the love! I am so freakin happy that it is Friday and I am getting ready for my vacation to the  beach a week from today... I am sure I will have much to say since I will be driving into Mrytle Beach during a bike week, yup oh shit. Hopefully my girls  are asleep because mommy's potty mouth will be in full swing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am a road rager... I will cuss and talk shit till I am out of breath, maybe that is the growing up in South Florida thing... then you move someone where in BFE (Bum Fuck Egypt) like here and you are on a two lane road behind a huge tractor going 20 MPH, imagine my mouth then!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look I am already road raging sitting at my desk ... oh shit!! I am not even going to get on the topic of men today, after my issues last night... I am tucking the bitchy-ness away, yes I am, and I want a f*%$ing gold star for it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-2528621708265161374?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/2528621708265161374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/2528621708265161374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/2528621708265161374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-love.html' title='Feeling the love!!'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-5004111146048263622</id><published>2009-05-12T13:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T13:31:13.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I can smell the ocean!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited! I have finally set a vacation, next weekend, I am off to Mrytle Beach, and I am excited. I am over-joyed to spend some relaxing time by the ocean. It's is so very Zen at the beach. I have always been able to truly veg out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the first time both of my girls have went to the beach with me, and I am truly so excited about this vacation. I will be so anxious until next week, I will probably drive myself completely crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos will be great, and hopefully people can live through my vacation and everything that I will post about it! Time to do all the basics, get my oil changed, buy a new bathing suit, lol!! if I close my eyes real tight I can sense the smell of sun tan oil and the heat on the sand!!! Yeah!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-5004111146048263622?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/5004111146048263622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-smell-ocean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/5004111146048263622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/5004111146048263622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-smell-ocean.html' title='I can smell the ocean!'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-2824446303898757772</id><published>2009-05-11T08:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:29:28.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Fest... WTF where were the Damn Chickens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/SggiqRYRahI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YkhaJvnD3ps/s1600-h/DSCN1411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334551868235409938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/SggiqRYRahI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YkhaJvnD3ps/s200/DSCN1411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Welcome to the Poultry Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(You like that intro from my Daughter and Niece, don't you!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so.... I went, and I saw no chickens! Nothing related to poultry ... the closest thing to a damn animal were the pony rides. There were $5.00 funnel cakes and $5.00 Lemonades, and I spent $20.00 within 10 minutes, but I was let down because I am not sure why they would advertise a mascot that had absolutely nothing to do with anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I guess that left for an unexciting blog... but I still took pictures... so I will share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/SggkELRmoNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4kx2BxohIn0/s1600-h/DSCN1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334553412785053906" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/SggkELRmoNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4kx2BxohIn0/s200/DSCN1420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334550554467048562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/SgghdzNfHHI/AAAAAAAAADs/X30YPwpsT6M/s200/DSCN1419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/SggkELRmoNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/4kx2BxohIn0/s1600-h/DSCN1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sggkl6TAJyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GjWyRDcINkk/s1600-h/DSCN1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334553992343070498" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sggkl6TAJyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GjWyRDcINkk/s200/DSCN1417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sggkl6TAJyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GjWyRDcINkk/s1600-h/DSCN1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Now I can say that in all the Fairs I have been too, this is the first that had a mechanical bull.... and my children wanted me to get on it, UMMMMM NO! HAHA!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So while I was disappointed that I couldn't be amused by chicken, and confused as why they didn't even serve chicken to eat, I was relieved that I did not have to smell chicken shit, (uhhh what a horrific smell that is!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The ride to the festival, now that was interesting! A ride that would normally take 45 minutes, took us over two hours... I was driving and following Daniel's directions, we had 3 girls in the back, my daughters who are 6 and 2 1/2 and our niece who is 5. (At least they were good sports!) All I kept hearing was yeah, all this looks familiar, yeah we are going the right way. (Um, yeah right!!) All in all it is something we can laugh at, and plus on the way home we went the right way!! :-D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I had fun, and intend to go again next year, but I am wondering if there was something with the chickens on one of the previous days, since I went on the last day in the evening, could I have possibly went too late and missed the chicken events? ..... to be continued (2010 - the 24th Annual Poultry Festival).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sggkl6TAJyI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GjWyRDcINkk/s1600-h/DSCN1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-2824446303898757772?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/2824446303898757772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/chicken-fest-wtf-where-were-damn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/2824446303898757772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/2824446303898757772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/chicken-fest-wtf-where-were-damn.html' title='Chicken Fest... WTF where were the Damn Chickens!'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/SggiqRYRahI/AAAAAAAAAD0/YkhaJvnD3ps/s72-c/DSCN1411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-264003737949247751</id><published>2009-05-08T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:24:50.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;coming soon CHICKEN FEST pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Please be patient... I know the excitement is overwhelming!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-264003737949247751?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/264003737949247751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/coming-soon-chicken-fest-pics-please-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/264003737949247751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/264003737949247751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/coming-soon-chicken-fest-pics-please-be.html' title=''/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-1592604796193941591</id><published>2009-05-08T11:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T11:32:11.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing exciting...</title><content type='html'>I have nothing exciting going on... and nothing to really bitch about either, except that I only have one loyal follower, haha... so let's not bore  her! Ok wait I do have something I can bitch about and I am not going to go there, because that topic might just ruin my day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday, and I can relax this weekend, and I am looking forward to it. Plan on baking in the sun and going to a poultry festival, yeah I said it, and are you thinking WTF is a Poultry Festival, I hope you are because I sure the hell am thinking WTF. Like what goes on at a Poultry Festival? IDK, here's the thing I am a city girl trapped in the country. Help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fiance is bragging how awesome this thing is and that there are rides and fireworks, and it's pretty big, which sounds great, but where does poultry come in? How are chickens involved... will they be there? Do we eat them? I mean at least it is not a "swine festival" because right now that would be pretty scary, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I am now obligated to take pictures at the chicken fest!! Forget spring break... chicken fest here I come... wow, someone help me, it is so time to move... OMG, culture shocks keep coming and I would think after some years I would adjust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, I refuse to ever adjust to this, it's not normal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update you on chickens gone wild.... wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-1592604796193941591?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/1592604796193941591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-exciting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/1592604796193941591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/1592604796193941591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-exciting.html' title='Nothing exciting...'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-4293952624570331906</id><published>2009-05-06T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:17:34.019-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Make a difference'/><title type='text'>Social Vibe</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=517184&amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img width="94" height="109" border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/user_photos/1913651/me2_thumb.jpg"/&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/invite_msg_b.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/spacer.png"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=517184&amp;i5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;italiabella&lt;/b&gt; invites you to SocialVibe.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/?r=517184&amp;i5"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://media.socialvibe.com/m/invite/join_me.png"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-4293952624570331906?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/4293952624570331906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/social-vibe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/4293952624570331906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/4293952624570331906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/social-vibe.html' title='Social Vibe'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-6228453914079227220</id><published>2009-05-06T11:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:14:01.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Wednesday</title><content type='html'>So today is another rainy day, here on my side of the planet. I am a little excited about some great sites I found out about on Twitter. YouRenew.com, they pay you for your old electronics, how awesome is that, everyone has old cell phones etc, now we can  get paid for it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to meet some people that want to make a difference in everything going on with our environment, also those that think they cannot make a difference because they have no money. I think that there are a ton of outlets to support our environment and also other organizations, like through socialvibe.com. I think that is an awesome opportunity, but not everyone realizes that just by using 10 minutes or so everyday, you can make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people care about the world, I just think that they feel like if they do something it won't matter, and they are wrong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I went off on a save the world rant! So what, Do something :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-6228453914079227220?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/6228453914079227220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/6228453914079227220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/6228453914079227220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-wednesday.html' title='Just a Wednesday'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-47998985828405678</id><published>2009-05-06T10:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:52:39.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow up from yesterday's rant!</title><content type='html'>a href="http://350.brighterplanet.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://350.brighterplanet.com/images/badges/BP_badge_180x201.jpg" alt="Brighter Planet's 350 Challenge" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-47998985828405678?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/47998985828405678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/follow-up-from-yesterdays-rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/47998985828405678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/47998985828405678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/follow-up-from-yesterdays-rant.html' title='Follow up from yesterday&apos;s rant!'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-2678579569956842823</id><published>2009-05-05T15:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:46:52.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Political Crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/SgCXobbST1I/AAAAAAAAADk/ofg56UHyX7M/s1600-h/global_warming_panic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332428679619432274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/SgCXobbST1I/AAAAAAAAADk/ofg56UHyX7M/s200/global_warming_panic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I am not one that is really into politics and all that shit! But last night I was at the urgent care center ( tooth issues) and I was in the waiting room and there was something on the news about Global Warming. They were going on about the term "Global Warming" and they were saying if it were called something different people would care about it more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point I am already thinking OMG! Then they proceed to say that there was a vote done on 20 important topics and everyone that voted thought that Global Warming was #20, therefore they believed that this was the least important topic that our society faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so here is were I was shocked, do they really think that health care, gay marriage and abortion is going to matter when we have no planet to live on, therefore no people, therefore no damn issues!!! Ummm HELLO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand that there are important issues that we face, but I would assume that the place that we live would be of top concern. I think what it is, is that people think well it won't happen in their life time, but who cares, we need our planet. No matter what people call it, is should be veiwed as very important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's our responsibility to do whatever we can do to help this situation. I mean haven't we been selfish enough, to even get us to this point??? Everyone is guilty and I am just pissed about the utter disregard for this topic, because they do not like the damn name! How about this assholes, it's not longer "Global Warming" it's officially "We are all going to burn and die!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does that get your attention?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-2678579569956842823?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/2678579569956842823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/political-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/2678579569956842823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/2678579569956842823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/political-crap.html' title='Political Crap'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/SgCXobbST1I/AAAAAAAAADk/ofg56UHyX7M/s72-c/global_warming_panic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-5654387375150071012</id><published>2009-05-04T09:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:17:07.513-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Another Day - Today's Reflection</title><content type='html'>Writing has always been a release for me, whether a problem is big, small, or like today, there is no immediate issue. Life is not easy, but if it was, what the hell would we learn from it? We'd be ungrateful and unappreciative to the things we have because we'd all have what we want, and honestly, that would suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about the struggle is it does build character. Not everyone benefits from the character they build. Some people lean towards the "whoa is me" philosophy in life. I find that to be pathetic and agravating. Nothing bothers me more than people that use suffering to do nothing, be nothing and not caring about anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could play that hand. A single mother, with only her mother as family who is incarcerated because she is an addict, and always has been. A physically abused child, who grew with no father. Who moved out on her own when she was 14. Her first pregnancy as a teen, produced a son, who then died... and she lashed out and was in and out of jail, gangs and so forth. So who would expect her to do anything with her life, she came from shit, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULLSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all that is true and all that is me, I embrace all of it! That is why I am strong, and that is why I take no shit. I wear all those negative things on my sleeve, proudly. I may have been wounded in the past, but wounds heal if you let them. I dropped out of high school, and now I am a year from my first college degree, with two more following that. I teach my own children everything that I never learned. I make sure that they never feel the way I did. I used my past as a learning experience, because that is what I think life is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we here for other to learn. To make mistakes, and then do better next time?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving up is easy, and nothing in life should be easy, therefore giving up is just not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful for all that you consider owed to you, like the air that you breathe, the flower you admire, the sun beating on your face as winter turns to spring, the smile another human gives you while passing by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate the things that no one ever considers to be special, because one day you might wish you could still see that flower or that smile, or hear children playing... and when you take things for granted they can be striped from you faster than you have ever know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-5654387375150071012?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/5654387375150071012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-day-todays-reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/5654387375150071012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/5654387375150071012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-day-todays-reflection.html' title='Another Day - Today&apos;s Reflection'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-7479594252285644602</id><published>2009-05-01T23:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:38:43.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies</title><content type='html'>Do people really think that there is a right time or situation for lying. Do they really think people want their feelings protected by lies? I cannot justify a lie, no matter what the situation, it is wrong! I am not saying I am perfect and that I never lie, yet why lie to people you say you care about. Don't people know that a lie never ends, to keep it going it requires more lies, or the truth is found out and you look like a big piece of lying shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-7479594252285644602?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/7479594252285644602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/7479594252285644602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/7479594252285644602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/lies.html' title='Lies'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-893478547477445182</id><published>2009-05-01T13:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:50:36.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfs03HfufVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HEx-f3bPa4o/s1600-h/fcc9946a6f1fd11c31cb6aa0fe6d9159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330912705432681810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfs03HfufVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HEx-f3bPa4o/s200/fcc9946a6f1fd11c31cb6aa0fe6d9159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first glimpse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;made it all stand still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first kiss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;filled my heart with will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first tear...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was a scary thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first argument...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, the feeling that it brings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you sign up for when you fall in love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have always been a firm believer in Destiny, and what is meant to be will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet, sometimes I wonder if Destiny brings true love, then what will take it away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If faith and hope is all it takes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where does the fear and anxiety come from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why do those hurt the one's they love the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why is it harder to accept the differences in those we love, but we embrace a stranger's differences, because they are their own person?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why are there so many questions that we cannot answer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-893478547477445182?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/893478547477445182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/893478547477445182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/893478547477445182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfs03HfufVI/AAAAAAAAAAw/HEx-f3bPa4o/s72-c/fcc9946a6f1fd11c31cb6aa0fe6d9159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-8898272633108105283</id><published>2009-05-01T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:36:28.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been in a relationship, and just sat back in utter confusion? To try and figure it out would possibly lead to a brain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aneurysm&lt;/span&gt;. What I don't understand is if you try and talk to someone about something they are doing that might be bothering you and all you hear is everything that you do wrong, like ok does that justify everything??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course people aren't perfect, but it seems like in relationships we just go back to preschool, with the "well you did it first!" or "I wouldn't if you didn't!" WTF is that? Like when does all the communication skills just disappear and we resort to fighting, biting and not sharing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just a little confused about this.... I am going to try and figure it out..... When I have an answer I will be glad to share!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-8898272633108105283?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/8898272633108105283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/relationships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/8898272633108105283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/8898272633108105283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/05/relationships.html' title='Relationships'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2176453891465028877.post-4888187383481468706</id><published>2009-04-30T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:42:18.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Me...</title><content type='html'>Tah-Dah! Drum roll please.... haha&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking for something profound?&lt;br /&gt;Something like I am trying to save the world?? Yeah well it would be nice, but that's not me. I tend not to blend in with the crowd, and I tend not to want to look like everyone else. I do not care what other's think about me. I was a troubled teen, and I have been in trouble and done things that were pretty bad, but now I am a 28 year old mother, student and office manager. I have come a long way, and you can say I got lost many times along the way!&lt;br /&gt;What I have to say won't make anyone's day brighter, or make you realize the meaning of life (Good Luck on that one!) I am just me! Like me, love me, hate me... think about it this way, your thinking about me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to make people laugh, especially when their down. I can be the life of the party, and I can just sit back and chill. I love my kids more than anything, and they are awesome, beautiful and super smart. I love all kids, I work for a non profit that helps physically and sexually abused children. I love it there, everyone there really cares to make a difference!! I recycle, and I am a bitch about it! If I come home and there is a 2Liter bottle in the garbage... whoa look out!! (Even my 2year old and 5 year old know how to recycle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love tattoo's, I have 9 and counting.... I am facinated by Buddhism and Buddhist principles. I love asian art and egyptian art. I am Italian, and yearn to go to Italy. When I get married (again)(I mean to the right person) it will have to be in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one year from my first degree, and then I have 5-6 more until I have my PhD. Not bad for a high school drop out huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not want to change the world... yet I would like to leave my footprint, and let others know it is never too late to get things right! I came from nothing, the little family I have, (meaning my mother) is in prison, so I was never lucky enough to be the girl that has the rich family, and everything she wants. Whatever I have I have to work for, and although it can get aggravating, it has helped me build character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is a little bit about me... and I am just me!!&lt;br /&gt;With more to come....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2176453891465028877-4888187383481468706?l=italiabella210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/feeds/4888187383481468706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/04/introducing-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/4888187383481468706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2176453891465028877/posts/default/4888187383481468706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://italiabella210.blogspot.com/2009/04/introducing-me.html' title='Introducing Me...'/><author><name>italiabella210</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09664054732594267597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ocfXM6zVCwM/Sfrw0wxd9NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/s6AiPkq-zmI/S220/232323232%257Ffp432%253C7%253Enu%253D3255%253E234%253E%253A%253B5%253EWSNRCG%253D32335679%253B9%253C24nu0mrj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
