<?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-12608283</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:40:54.672-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grouchy's Grumbles</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't say I didn't warn you...I'm MOODY. 
Buckle up, the right may be bumpy today. o;)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-113513430666844445</id><published>2005-12-20T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T22:08:20.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PervArtistry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/51/805/1600/photo_game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/51/805/320/photo_game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget Charades...Anyone play this game yet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pervartistry.com/index.htm"&gt;PervArtistry&lt;/a&gt; is an Adult Party Game where 2 or more teams race to guess risqué terms and phrases through hilarious charades and drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can even become a PervAgent and earn $5.00 for every copy of PervArtistry you sell! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Who is having the party???????? ;)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for my invitation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-113513430666844445?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/113513430666844445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=113513430666844445' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/113513430666844445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/113513430666844445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/12/pervartistry.html' title='PervArtistry'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112433836730981995</id><published>2005-12-20T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T21:48:15.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The latest:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love is the sweetest of dreams, and the worst of nightmares."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112433836730981995?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112433836730981995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112433836730981995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112433836730981995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112433836730981995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/12/latest.html' title='The latest:'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112913334977260917</id><published>2005-10-12T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T12:21:33.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#f8e8ff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Underwear Says About You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fcf3ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/underwear.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When you're bad, you're very bad. And when you're good, you're still trouble!&lt;br /&gt;You're sexy, in that pinup girl, tease sort of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/"&gt;The Underwear Oracle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112913334977260917?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112913334977260917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112913334977260917' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112913334977260917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112913334977260917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-your-underwear-says-about-youwhen.html' title=''/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112913361530345797</id><published>2005-10-12T12:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T12:17:43.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give completely and unconditionally in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112913361530345797?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112913361530345797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112913361530345797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112913361530345797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112913361530345797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/10/how-you-are-in-love-you-take-while-to.html' title=''/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112554363586573505</id><published>2005-08-31T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T12:47:10.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts and Prayers-Katrina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/51/805/1600/an_hurr_small1.gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fema.gov/press/2005/resources_katrina.shtm#volunteer"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volunteer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Make a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fema.gov/press/2005/resources_katrina.shtm#donate"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;donation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. Say a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Stop and be thankful today, for whatever you have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***UPDATE(9/2)  For those of you looking for your loved ones, check out the following link, its worth a try:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://katrinahelp.info/wiki/index.php/Missing_%26_Found"&gt;http://katrinahelp.info/wiki/index.php/Missing_%26_Found&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112554363586573505?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112554363586573505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112554363586573505' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112554363586573505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112554363586573505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/08/thoughts-and-prayers-katrina.html' title='Thoughts and Prayers-Katrina'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112536021070566118</id><published>2005-08-29T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T00:28:45.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I'm not ready...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/51/805/1600/Miami%20Aug%202005%200033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/51/805/320/Miami%20Aug%202005%200031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm NOT ready to give up my flip flops. I'm not ready to trade them in for socks, Tims, scarves, or fleece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;;( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the realization that another summer has slipped by is going to make me shed a tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not whining for once. I haven't done much at home this summer, but I've still been lucky. I've been able to travel, and see summer in other places:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been able to jump giddily in the ocean, and bask in the midday sun. I've been able to sit in an open air stadium, and watch friends play some kick a$$ soccer. I've eaten sticky sweet cotton candy and slurped on yummy frozen lemonade. I had DRINKS around the pool with my some of my OSC &lt;a href="http://gloriachapa.blogspot.com/"&gt;chicas&lt;/a&gt; ;) Went bike riding in the mountains with a dear &lt;a href="http://whapeopledemsay.blogspot.com/"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt;. So yep, I've been VERY lucky- I've visited old friends, and made &lt;a href="http://www.somethingdifferentnow.blogspot.com/"&gt;new ones&lt;/a&gt;. Why am I still so sad to see it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready for it to get dark early; to need a jacket... or even a COAT. I'm not ready for sweaters, or for de-icer. I'm not ready to hear what the wind chill will be, or how much snow we may get tonight. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready to face autumn. I don't want to see the pretty leaves of fall, because I know that means winter is on its way. Changes are coming. Life may not be the same next summer. I'm not sure if I'm ready for what may be waiting... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tank tops, swimsuits please stay. PUHLEASE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, I know that mother nature doesn't take personal requests... but I figured it was worth a try-- LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a summer that had made me laugh AND certainly cry--- but as I sit and think, I realize that it was full of friends and memories, and I'm STILL not ready for it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those that were there, thank you for keeping me company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine and Smiles to keep you warm during the 'Winter'...&lt;br /&gt;-Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, the pic is from a trip last weekend. &lt;a href="http://pensandosdemi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cubandiva&lt;/&lt;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I tore up Miami ;)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, not really.. but it sounded like the cool thing to say, LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relaxing in front of the water allowed us both to briefly escape. So now, back in reality, I stare at this picture on my desktop and smile. The sea talked to me that day when I cried my salty tears. Somehow, someday. I have to have faith that all be ok. Abrazos, mi amiga. Keep yo' head up! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112536021070566118?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112536021070566118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112536021070566118' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112536021070566118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112536021070566118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-im-not-ready.html' title='So, I&apos;m not ready...'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112536165641590420</id><published>2005-08-29T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T22:43:46.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Ideal Relationship?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, ummmm, yeah. According to the quiz, this is me ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now if I only had a groom.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Marriage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/marriage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;You've dated enough to know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;And that's marriage - with the right person.&lt;br /&gt;You're serious about settling down some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you haven't met the person you want to get hitched to!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112536165641590420?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112536165641590420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112536165641590420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112536165641590420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112536165641590420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/08/whats-your-ideal-relationship.html' title='What&apos;s Your Ideal Relationship?'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112433853504828069</id><published>2005-08-18T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T01:39:39.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul, and yet no one ever comes to sit by it".&lt;br /&gt;-Vincent van Gogh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112433853504828069?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112433853504828069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112433853504828069' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112433853504828069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112433853504828069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/08/loneliness.html' title='Loneliness'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112070872089422961</id><published>2005-08-12T11:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:32:23.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban Sand??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/51/805/1600/Beach%20Chairs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/51/805/320/Beach%20Chairs1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Urban_beach"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;An urban beach, or urbeach, is a place in the downtown core of a city that has a water feature that people can use to cool off in on hot days. However, unlike a waterpark where people go specifically to splash around, an urban beach is a multi-use space, where informal waterplay activities intermix with more formal civic culture, such as business executives reading their newspapers, etc.. An urban beach is a playful place in the inner city where people can wear beach attire and splash around without being in violation of the laws and standards of appropriateness that otherwise exist within the formal downtown setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm a weirdo, but I'd go sit outside on the Urban Sand... LOL. I think this is such a cool idea. It would be fun to pretend... until I could get back to the real thing. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the full story here: &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/travel/destinations/2005-07-03-paris-beaches_x.htm"&gt;http://www.usatoday.com/travel/destinations/2005-07-03-paris-beaches_x.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112070872089422961?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112070872089422961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112070872089422961' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112070872089422961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112070872089422961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/08/urban-sand.html' title='Urban Sand??'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112386504413922559</id><published>2005-08-12T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:36:12.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, so this a LATE response to my previous tag by Karla.&lt;br /&gt;New questions, stolen from &lt;a href="http://carotorres.blogspot.com/"&gt;Caro&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://tainomangu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karla&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading!&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh TOO much at my answers.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What were you doing 5yrs ago?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year out of college. Already on post-college job # 2 of 4, LOL. Meeting &lt;a href="http://www.pensandosdemi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kimmy&lt;/a&gt; on one of my business trips. Living with &lt;a href="http://www.whapeopledemsay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joanne&lt;/a&gt;. Going out a LOT. Taking lots of fun trips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to work. Having a ROUGH day, trying not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 snacks I enjoy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chips &amp; Dip. Cookie Dough ice cream. Rum cake. Mangos. Tamarind balls/shake/juice… LOL, basically anything tamarindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 songs I know all the words to?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suavemente by Elvis Crespo; You're All I Need by Method Man; We Belong Together by Mariah Carey; A Long Walk by Jill Scott; Loca Conmigo by Los Toros Band;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeahhhhh, I’m random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I'd do with a million dollars?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay off the bills. Buy my parents a new house. Buy myself a new condo/house, with PARKING. Take some friends/family on a once-in-a-lifetime AMAZING trip. Save the rest for a rainy day :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 bad habits I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wanting to sleep the day away; taking trips like there is no tomorrow; being a control freak; letting my inhibitions win; not shaking off the negative stuff in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 favorite TV shows?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nip Tuck, Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, Desperate Housewives, Gilmore Girls, A Wedding/Baby Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 biggest joys of the moment?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends who keep me afloat (you know who you are… ); Planning my next trip; Netflix; Mobile2Mobile cell phone minutes; and dreams that make me keep hope alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 favorite toys?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, assuming you mean non-naughty things… *wink*...Love my laptop, Wifi - this counts right? I LOVE my wireless internet access at home, cell phone, mp3 player, and my digital camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm, I don't have many friends with blogs. I tag Kim (who I think has already been tagged), and Joanne, and Stormin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112386504413922559?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112386504413922559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112386504413922559' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112386504413922559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112386504413922559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged...'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-111811785684164782</id><published>2005-07-31T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T23:13:26.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Three Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...Happiness, love, and health.&lt;br /&gt;**Oh yeah, and lots and lots of hugs and kisses, and 'stuff' ;-)&lt;/span&gt; ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="vpdiv"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.VideoCodeZone.com"&gt;&lt;embed name="RAOCXplayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://ww2.videocodezone.com/asx/84661873.asx" width="300" height="300" type="application/x-mplayer2" showcontrols="1" showstatusbar="0" loop="true" enablecontextmenu="0" displaysize="0"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Music Video Codes By VideoCodeZone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-111811785684164782?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/111811785684164782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=111811785684164782' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111811785684164782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111811785684164782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/07/todays-three-wishes.html' title='Today&apos;s Three Wishes'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112286455655948920</id><published>2005-07-31T17:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:50:15.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tinis and More....</title><content type='html'>****&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sooo random, but hey, so am I ;-)&lt;br /&gt;I love love love this site. I love pretty martini glasses. One might even think that I entertain? Nah. Just makes me feel better about having a drinky drink at home. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thought I'd share, in case someone else out there shares my obsession for pretty colored, fruity flavored drinks, including those that come in pretty glasses. **Cheers**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swankmartini.com?kbid=1670&amp;img=436px77px_ver02.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.swankmartini.com/design_aff/436px77px_ver02.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myaffiliateprogram.com/u/swank/showban.asp?id=1670&amp;amp;img=436px77px_ver02.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112286455655948920?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112286455655948920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112286455655948920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112286455655948920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112286455655948920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/07/tinis-and-more.html' title='&apos;Tinis and More....'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112286569232849223</id><published>2005-07-31T17:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T23:19:22.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>City Living...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i am thankful for my little shoebox aparment.&lt;br /&gt;I really really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to move to somewhere bigger, or even somewhere where I could find a parking space on my surrounding blocks. Eh, but I'm whining. I have my own place, no matter how tiny it may be, and a car that isn't falling apart. That puts me wayyyyyyyy ahead of lots of people. But, dayum dayum dayum! Real Estate is PRICEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the new &lt;a href="http://www.georgetownheights.com/main.swf"&gt;condos&lt;/a&gt; in my neighborhood. They START at $700,000. Phase one is already sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that are buying....Where the hell do YOU work to be able to afford this stuff? LOL&lt;br /&gt;Or, is it b/c I don't have a double income household?? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Either way, does anyone know the secret? Besides finding a generous Sugar Daddy?? Heh heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112286569232849223?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112286569232849223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112286569232849223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112286569232849223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112286569232849223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/07/city-living.html' title='City Living...'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112070570625650711</id><published>2005-07-06T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T23:34:19.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dayum... the PRETZELS???</title><content type='html'>So anyone that knows me will tell you that I work to keep my lights on, a roof over my head, and (drum roll, please.......) finance my next trip! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I'm not a luxury traveler. I am a bargain hunter, looking for economical ways to travel in style. Hoping to catch an &lt;a href="http://www.usairways.com/pro/esavers/index.htm"&gt;E-Saver&lt;/a&gt; or something, and manage to get a first class seat--- at bathroom aisle (eww) prices. But sometimes, when the sand or the sea is calling me, I splurge. I go ahead and *gulp* charge it. Yes, that may mean spending way too much for my pocketbook. Stupid? Yes. Have I done it before? You betcha. But that is not the norm. It really isn't... (Anyone notice how I sound like I am trying to convince myself??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes travelers manage to find great sales. I admit that my own inbox is full of the e-newsletters from of all my favorite &lt;a href="http://www.travelzoo.com/"&gt;sites&lt;/a&gt;. We work hard for our money. Endure crap from crabby bosses, customers, blah blah. So, when we spend our precious money on a trip, we want to enjoy every second of it. For most people, we aren't lucky enough to typically travel the world in luxury. I'm not referring to those with private jets, chauffeured limos, etc. I'm just talking about first class, the wide leather seats in the front of the air BUS. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, most of us gaze longingly at the roomy first class cabin passengers, sipping on the pre-flight 'beverage of choice'... as we move to the back. Yeah, to COACH. No biggie. We're still happy(!) to be able to go somewhere right? We have SAVED for this. Go ahead; shove your bag into the overhead bin. Buckle your seatbelt. You go to war with your neighbor for the armrest. And finally, you relax. The plane takes off. You realize your stomach is growling. Dayum, you KNEW that you should have paid FIVE (?!--WTF) dollars for that croissant in the terminal. But wait. Oh yeah, wait. Its cool.. the flight attendants are coming down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready. You NEED your snack. Boredom and anxiety in the air often equal hunger. So, you wait anxiously. You are ready for your cup of your juice/soda/coffee/water/tea (forget days of the whole can). PS, don't even think about it... you are NOT entitled to the bubbly that you saw flowing in the front section. Haha. S/he takes your drink order. They pass you your plastic cup and napkin. You wait for that snack that you NEEDED, remember? Well, keep waiting. Lookout: the latest in the airline cuts-- THE PEANUTS/PRETZELS snack????! (Here is the full &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/travel/news/2005-07-06-usair-pretzels_x.htm"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloggers, this is a warning. I am CRANKY when I am hungry. So, if you see someone get on the plane with a paper bag of goodies... know that is probably me. LMAO. Dayum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112070570625650711?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112070570625650711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112070570625650711' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112070570625650711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112070570625650711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/07/dayum-pretzels.html' title='Dayum... the PRETZELS???'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-112070334925705339</id><published>2005-07-06T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T22:34:43.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, so I still feel somewhat unique...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marissa is the #545 most common female name. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0.024% of females in the US are named Marissa.&lt;br /&gt;Around 30600 US females are named Marissa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soooo... According to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.namestatistics.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Name Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; , my name is number 545 on the list. That's far enough down. Not THE most common name. Not the name with lots of dashes or apostrophes either. *SMILE* I'm still in a good place, not most popular, but still cool :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-112070334925705339?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/112070334925705339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=112070334925705339' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112070334925705339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/112070334925705339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-so-i-still-feel-somewhat-unique.html' title='Ok, so I still feel somewhat unique...'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-111932168887632551</id><published>2005-06-20T22:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T23:27:51.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cubandiva does D.C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So this weekend my friend &lt;a href="http://pensandosdemi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt;, aka Cubandiva, came to visit me in D.C. We were off to a weekend full of activities. The first event was an event sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.prosinthecity.com/index.cfm?CityId=1"&gt;Professionals in the City&lt;/a&gt;. Saturday night, we got all glammed up ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Cuban%20Nite%20w%20Kim%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/Cuban%20Nite%20w%20Kim%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kimmy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught a cab, and made our way over to 16th Street. Thankfully, we managed to make it through the small group of protestors outside. (YIKES!) Once inside, we sampled the buffet and danced the night away at the Cuban Interest Section of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eda.admin.ch/washington_emb/e/home.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Embassy of Switzerland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt; ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Cuban%20Nite%20w%20Kim%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/Cuban%20Nite%20w%20Kim%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This a picture of yours truly, trying to hold it together and dance through the open bar with the BEST mojitos. This was drink number (???).... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we pulled our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bacardimojito.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mojito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; infused behinds out of bed to go to downtown to the &lt;a href="http://americanhistory.si.edu/"&gt;Smithsonian National Museum of American History&lt;/a&gt;. Kim wanted to visit the new Celia Cruz exhibit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Cuban%20Nite%20w%20Kim%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/Cuban%20Nite%20w%20Kim%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it! Wayyy better than I expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Cuban%20Nite%20w%20Kim%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/Cuban%20Nite%20w%20Kim%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We saw various pictures of her younger years, and lots of cool memorabilia. (She rocked some flyyyy girl shoes; so ahead of her time!) They also had SEVERAL audio and video clips running. Warning: this means that you will catch yourself swaying your hips and singing in the middle of the museum! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Cuban%20Nite%20w%20Kim%200141.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/Cuban%20Nite%20w%20Kim%200141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours in downtown &amp; Georgetown, we dragged ourselves to eat some MORE (?) yummy food and drinks with our fellow Sucia &lt;a href="http://whapeopledemsay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joanne&lt;/a&gt;, shown below in a file foto from May '05, Sucias Retreat, in New Mexico ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/FL010023.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/FL010023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne on the Tamaya Trail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stuffed ourselves with more goodies at &lt;em&gt;Cubanos&lt;/em&gt; : Ropa Vieja, Lechon , Maduros, Tres Leches, Flan, etc. and happily ended our day ! ;-) *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, check out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://americanhistory.si.edu/exhibitions/exhibition.cfm?key=38&amp;amp;exkey=353"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;online exhibit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;¡Azúcar! The Life and Music of Celia Cruz &lt;/strong&gt;may be be coming to a city near you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-111932168887632551?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/111932168887632551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=111932168887632551' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111932168887632551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111932168887632551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/06/cubandiva-does-dc.html' title='Cubandiva does D.C.'/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-111786535403222234</id><published>2005-06-04T02:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T02:09:14.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/FL0200311.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/FL020031.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The OS playas  -- May '05 Babyeee!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-111786535403222234?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/111786535403222234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=111786535403222234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111786535403222234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111786535403222234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/06/os-playas-may-05-babyeee.html' title=''/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-111786531457641647</id><published>2005-06-04T02:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T02:08:34.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/FL0100371.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/FL010037.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking out the scenery..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-111786531457641647?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/111786531457641647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=111786531457641647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111786531457641647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111786531457641647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/06/checking-out-scenery_04.html' title=''/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-111786528922591888</id><published>2005-06-04T02:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T02:34:50.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/FL0100341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/FL010034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er... getting some mountain exercise? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-111786528922591888?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/111786528922591888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=111786528922591888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111786528922591888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111786528922591888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/06/er.html' title=''/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-111786524794987053</id><published>2005-06-04T02:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T18:14:47.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/FL0000271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/FL000027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tamaya Resort, our temporary home... &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-111786524794987053?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/111786524794987053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=111786524794987053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111786524794987053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111786524794987053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/06/tamaya-resort-our-temporary-home.html' title=''/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-111786518411030792</id><published>2005-06-04T02:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T18:13:59.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/FL0000131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/200/FL000013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin' Clubbin' &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-111786518411030792?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/111786518411030792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=111786518411030792' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111786518411030792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111786518411030792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/06/goin-clubbin.html' title=''/><author><name>The Grouchy One</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01137665599565790287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/169/6185/640/Chica%20from%20St.%20Croix.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12608283.post-111784593237297294</id><published>2005-06-03T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T02:36:27.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love Type?! Hmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #1 Love Type: ENFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The Giver&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give your all and feel guilty when relationships fail.For you, sex is not seperate from love and caring.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are humorous, giving, and motivational.However, you tend to be over-protective and critical of your partner.&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: INFP or ISFP&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F6B6FF" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your #2 Love Type: INFJ&lt;/h3&gt;The Protector&lt;br /&gt;In love, you strive to have the perfect relationship.For you, sex is nearly a spiritual experience, a bonding of souls.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you have high expectations for any relationship you're in.However, you tend to hold back a part of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Best matches: ENTP and ENFP&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourdatingtypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Love Type? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12608283-111784593237297294?l=grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/feeds/111784593237297294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12608283&amp;postID=111784593237297294' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111784593237297294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12608283/posts/default/111784593237297294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygrumbles.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-love-type-hmmmm.html' title='My Love Type?! 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