<?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-3640945376530809130</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:03:16.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream As If You'll Live Forever</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-7543626180299939862</id><published>2010-05-21T00:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T00:47:09.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no talk</title><content type='html'>So it's been a while since I've been on here, let me get you all up to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day was amazing Spencer got me a potted African violet that I will for sure kill if he hasn't already, and he got me a little box of chocolates which tasted amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has happened up until today, when I finally decided to go get my manicure and pedicure that I got for Christmas. I feel all nice and pampered, my nails are a bright orange which I think happens to be quite festive for the spring/summer season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well that ends well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-7543626180299939862?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/7543626180299939862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/05/long-time-no-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/7543626180299939862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/7543626180299939862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/05/long-time-no-talk.html' title='Long time no talk'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-2016184394906576493</id><published>2010-04-10T18:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T18:57:02.834-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing With The Devil</title><content type='html'>A couple days ago I finally had enough of my sister's attitude. She's one of those Christians who thinks that just because she goes to church on Sunday, she's free to do whatever she wants for the rest of the week. So finally I said something to her about the way she had been acting, and go figure she acted as if she did nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm not the model christian, but then again I'm not claiming to be. My sister has pictures on her face book of herself posing with a bible, and then the next picture is her dressed like a slut, posing provocatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, she thinks everyone owes her, My grandmother recently quit working, and now has a full time job of being a baby sitter to a 5 year old all because if my sister is around too long bad things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I'm super upset still and just want this bullshit drama to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-2016184394906576493?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/2016184394906576493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/04/dancing-with-devil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/2016184394906576493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/2016184394906576493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/04/dancing-with-devil.html' title='Dancing With The Devil'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-1066585971420950137</id><published>2010-04-07T13:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T13:48:02.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Be Lazy Forever</title><content type='html'>After waking up somewhat early I realized that I have a lot to get done today and for the next few days until Sunday. I've got some more laundry to get done, dishes to do, floors to vacuum and mop, and trash to take it. When looking at this list written down, it doesn't look that bad, but when finally putting it into action it looks terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I'm going to tackle dishes,laundry, and a bit of garbage for today, then see what I feel like later on in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Cleaning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-1066585971420950137?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/1066585971420950137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-cant-be-lazy-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/1066585971420950137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/1066585971420950137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-cant-be-lazy-forever.html' title='I Can&apos;t Be Lazy Forever'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-7172010328709868001</id><published>2010-04-05T04:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T04:24:39.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spread So Thin</title><content type='html'>Right now I feel as if I could just snap, between money problems,housing issues and Spencer throwing a fit at least once a night, I just don't know how much more I can handle. Contrary to popular belief, I am not super mom and I can't magically fix everything. The tantrums Spencer is throwing are seriously wearing me down, it seems to get worse every night. I don't know what's causing them and I don't know how to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is quiet as of now, I got Spencer settled and back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night/morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-7172010328709868001?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/7172010328709868001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/04/spread-so-thin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/7172010328709868001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/7172010328709868001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/04/spread-so-thin.html' title='Spread So Thin'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-6811912726311699748</id><published>2010-03-31T16:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:07:31.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Care of Business</title><content type='html'>I realize it's a little late in the afternoon, but I feel mildly accomplished. I've put a ton of clothes away and still working on more. I'm going to return pop bottles shortly to get rid of the clutter, do some dishes, clean up the living room and then relax for a bit before making dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seems like it's going to be a decent day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-6811912726311699748?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/6811912726311699748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/taking-care-of-business.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/6811912726311699748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/6811912726311699748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/taking-care-of-business.html' title='Taking Care of Business'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-884236646886758614</id><published>2010-03-31T13:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:53:25.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chin Up Darling It's Almost Over</title><content type='html'>So today, at precisely 8am my car was picked up by the tow truck. It's about time that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;POS&lt;/span&gt; gets fixed. The family has been trying to fix it for the past two weeks and still nothing has happened with it. I've been considering sending it to Buick heaven where it could rest in peace, but I just don't have the money for a new or used car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, with my mom's divorce being final on the 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of April we've had to start moving all of our stuff out of the house. Well most of my stuff has been out for a while now (Seeing as I don't live at home), but there are just a few things I would like to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I went to the dentist yesterday. The experience was nice, as was Dr.Thomas. I would seriously recommend her to anyone in the Flint area. After returning home I was a bit tired and just laid around playing Pokemon Emerald on my laptop via an emulator. I forgot how addicting that game was. After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Novocaine&lt;/span&gt; wore off my mouth was sore due to the fact that some of my gum tissue was irritated. On a good note my teeth are well on their way to being fixed, and soon my wisdom teeth will be removed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-884236646886758614?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/884236646886758614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/chin-up-darling-its-almost-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/884236646886758614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/884236646886758614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/chin-up-darling-its-almost-over.html' title='Chin Up Darling It&apos;s Almost Over'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-6499872768893382190</id><published>2010-03-25T18:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:29:05.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Potty Time!</title><content type='html'>So I purchased Spencer's first potty. I decided to go with the  Fisher Price Precious Planet Froggy Friend Potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fisher-price.com/img/product_shots/N1680_b_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 243px;" src="http://www.fisher-price.com/img/product_shots/N1680_b_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to get him acclimated with the potty before actually making him use it. When we were in the store he actually gave the frog a kiss, which was a good sign. That's his way of choosing which things he wants and which ones he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that potty training him isn't going to be as hard as some people say it will be. And I hope everything runs smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-6499872768893382190?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/6499872768893382190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-potty-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/6499872768893382190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/6499872768893382190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-potty-time.html' title='It&apos;s Potty Time!'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-417704508592587706</id><published>2010-03-21T17:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:37:21.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Television Shows Make Life Hard</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting here on the couch, and I admit that I am indulging in all of the shows involving babies. Watching these shows is probably the worst thing I could possibly do, I'm already wanting to have another child. Fortunately I have made a firm decision that I will wait for Spencer to be potty trained. One child in diapers is alright, two? Eh not so much. I thought that after having my own child I might be immune to the tear jerking scenes, unfortunately that is not the case. I find myself wondering what I would do if I were in the shoes of those families. Which in turn makes me cry. (Yes I admit to crying.) For now I shall continue to indulge my baby urges with the television shows and lives of others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-417704508592587706?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/417704508592587706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/television-shows-make-life-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/417704508592587706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/417704508592587706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/television-shows-make-life-hard.html' title='Television Shows Make Life Hard'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-6232841681583321072</id><published>2010-03-21T05:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T05:46:45.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What an eventful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Chaos in the world brings uneasiness, but it also allows the opportunity for creativity and growth"&lt;/span&gt; - Tom Barrett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today I got my copy of New Moon, I had a hard time choosing which set to get, and in the end I bought the 3 disc deluxe edition. After buying the movie from Target, I went to Walmart where I bought a couple of the shirts, One of them was the Eclipse shirt, and the other was a Forks high school shirt. I couldn't be happier with the purchases I have made today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note (which happens to be completely different),Spencer woke up today around 2am screaming bloody murder. He was telling me he had a stomach ache along with a headache  and I felt so bad that I couldn't do anything to make him feel better. Seeing as he is teething, about two hours before he had woke up I gave him some infant Tylenol. Apparently it didn't work. So I got a bright idea to put him in the bath tub. I kid you not, as soon as his feet touched the water, his tears stopped and he began laughing. I've got no idea what made his mood change suddenly, all I know is that it worked. I let him soak for about an hour, then dried him off and put him to bed. The apartment has been silent ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have decided to start doing Yoga and for the sake of learning each day I will try a new position and report back to you all. I also am apparently on a never ending quest to finish Spencer's first baby blanket which I have been working on for over 3 weeks now.  I'd say the blanket is about 1/7th of the way finished. I intend to have the blanket done soon, so I'll have to kick my butt in gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-6232841681583321072?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/6232841681583321072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-eventful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/6232841681583321072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/6232841681583321072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-eventful-day.html' title='What an eventful day'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-4476532347722787113</id><published>2010-03-20T15:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T15:21:10.737-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Facts Of The Day (take two)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pumice is the only rock that floats in water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blueberry juice boosts memory.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;80% of all pictures on the internet are of naked women.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natural pearls melt in vinegar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buttermilk does not contain any butter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A goldfish has a memory span of 3 seconds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The human brain is 80% water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chewing gum while peeling onions will reduce tears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hugo Boss designed some of the Nazi SS uniforms.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women blink nearly twice as much as men.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Red wine will spoil if exposed to light; hence tinted bottles.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee beans aren't beans, they are fruit pits.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dogs have about 10 vocal sounds; Cats have over 100.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A pregnant goldfish is called a twit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Butterflies smell with their feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-4476532347722787113?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/4476532347722787113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-facts-of-day-take-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/4476532347722787113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/4476532347722787113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-facts-of-day-take-two.html' title='Random Facts Of The Day (take two)'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-6384819669158140211</id><published>2010-03-19T16:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T16:26:11.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Could it get any worse?</title><content type='html'>Today apparently decided to be one of those horrible days, and unfortunately I wasn't notified. My car decided today, of all days, that it didn't want to start. I already have to bypass the anti-theft because it went out and I can't seem to find a replacement part. So after bypassing that fuse, I went to turn the car on, and nothing happened. It just sat there. So now I'm stuck here with a baby and no car, and no one seems to be answering their phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How on earth can this day get any better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-6384819669158140211?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/6384819669158140211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/could-it-get-any-worse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/6384819669158140211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/6384819669158140211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/could-it-get-any-worse.html' title='Could it get any worse?'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-9036398747730149967</id><published>2010-03-19T02:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T02:49:28.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Facts Of The Day (take one)</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the average lifetime, a person will walk the  equivalent of 5 times around the equator.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sound of E.T. walking was made by someone squishing  her hands in jelly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The human heart creates enough pressure to squirt blood  30 feet (9 m). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The fist product to have a bar code was Wrigley's gum. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dueling is legal in Paraguay as long as both parties  are registered blood donors.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On average, there are 178 sesame seeds on each  McDonalds BigMac bun&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The elephant is the only animal with 4 knees.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Men get more hiccups than women.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One gallon of used motor oil can ruin approximately one million gallons of fresh water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;House flies have a life span of two weeks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nurses and Doctors wash their hands between patients less than one-third of the time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A crocodile cannot stick its tongue out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Licking a stamp leads to the consumption of 1/10 of a calorie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walt Disney was afraid of mice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In 10 minutes, hurricanes release more energy than all of the world's nuclear weapons combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-9036398747730149967?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/9036398747730149967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-facts-of-day-take-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/9036398747730149967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/9036398747730149967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-facts-of-day-take-one.html' title='Random Facts Of The Day (take one)'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-8750647528580657732</id><published>2010-03-18T21:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:53:31.535-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="sqq"&gt;"Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally got home from an extremely busy day. Dr Lori Thomas was super nice, best dentist I've ever met. Found out that I need one wisdom tooth pulled, and the other three need to be surgically removed. I also made an appointment for the 30th to get my 4 teeth fixed which will be awesome. Unfortunately I was scolded for constantly sipping on soda during the day and now I must switch to drinking water. Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dentist, I took my son (Spencer) and my niece to the park where we played for about an hour. Thankfully my niece is old enough to help Spencer make his way around the park, she just loves to push him on the baby swings. After the park we made our way to the Mcdonalds just down the road. I can honestly say I'm tired of going to that Mcdonalds (On elms road in swartz creek,MI).My niece wanted a shamrock shake which are still being advertised on their menu. Well when I got the shakes I noticed they weren't green, so I took them back up to the counter to get new ones. The cashier told me that they put vanilla on top because other customers don't like mint shake mixed with theirs. So I told them I don't like vanilla in my mint shake and she got an attitude. So I asked for the manager, and he told me that they were sold out of Shamrock shakes. Well why on earth would the employee tell me there was only vanilla on the top if there wasn't any shamrock shake in the bottom.  Thanks for lying to me. So I got myself a caramel frappe and my niece an M&amp;amp;M Mcflurry and all was well in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing at Mcdonalds for an hour or so I finally took my niece back home, and came home myself. Where I put Spencer to bed and am now attempting to relax for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All's well that ends well.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radical Remix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-8750647528580657732?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/8750647528580657732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/aftermath.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/8750647528580657732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/8750647528580657732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/aftermath.html' title='The Aftermath'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-5437455121629468213</id><published>2010-03-18T13:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T13:33:21.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;"Each time we face our fear, we gain strength, courage, and confidence in the doing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T minus 2 hours until the dentist appointment. I'm terrified, but ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again,wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-5437455121629468213?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/5437455121629468213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/5437455121629468213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/5437455121629468213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-dear.html' title='Oh dear'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3640945376530809130.post-5795443141384591637</id><published>2010-03-18T02:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T02:40:14.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua,  palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial,  verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new  roman, serif;" &gt;Children are one third of our population and all of our future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a mildly mellow day, I spent my entire day with the love of my life(aka my son). While I was bringing dinner to my son, out of the blue he walked right to me. It was the first actual time that he managed to walk by himself. I couldn't have been more proud of him. Of course right after he walked to me he plopped down on his rear end, and as usual he refuses to do it again while other people are watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time since I've had him, I realized that my little boy is growing up, and just thinking about that made me sad. I'm aware that he's only 16 months old and that he's got more than enough years of childhood, but this means that he is one step closer to being his own person and soon enough he will no longer need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I decided to make barbecue ribs and garlic mashed potatoes. Which happened to come out quite nicely. Other than that nothing exciting has happened other than the fact that tomorrow I have a dentist appointment which is really only an exam. Tomorrow I find out what's going on, and what all I'll need to have done. I know for sure my wisdom teeth will need to be pulled, otherwise I am in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me good luck for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3640945376530809130-5795443141384591637?l=radicalremix.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/feeds/5795443141384591637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/5795443141384591637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3640945376530809130/posts/default/5795443141384591637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://radicalremix.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>Radical Remix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06816028141872878753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
