<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 01:59:31 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Welcome to MollyWood!</title><description>Where the official language is sass and the official color is PINK!</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-4969316540870330124</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 12:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T08:51:53.790-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Smart People of the Day Awards</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Dating Drought Continues</category><title>Airport Agrivations and other Tales from the Trip....and More Smart People Awards</title><description>SO, I'm flying to Atlanta for work for the next five days.  No problem.  I started packing EARLY and I was ready to leave the house EARLY.  For those of you that know me, this is big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smart people of the Day Awards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, understand, I'm not knocking people who chose to have children or chose to fly with them.  My problem is the people that are not prepared.  Just a sampling of conversations from the crew in front of me going through security:  "Oh, what's that?  I have to take my shoes off?  And my child too?"  "Oh, you mean I have to take liquids out of my bag?"  "What do you mean you're confiscating my hairspray?"  "I have to take off my earrings?"  Seriously people?  This flying thing is not that complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just cranky from being out so late on my date.  Hold on there, Tiger.  Did she say date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.  I had a very successful date with a very nice person.  Actually, that's the confusing part.  I usually only date assholes....I'm not sure what to do with a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well....we're going out again when I get back from ATL....I promise there will be more dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then....Thanks for stopping by Mollywood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-4969316540870330124?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2009/10/airport-agrivations-and-other-tales.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-5764179008008147344</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 16:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-16T12:55:53.638-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>stella and dot</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Good Good Friends</category><title>Well, well, well</title><description>So, I realize its been FOREVER since I've posted anything. Well, sue me. I got a job and subsequently moved and got a life again. So, the blog fell by the wayside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'M BACK BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to commenting on life, I'm also going to be updating you on my new business. I am now a Stella &amp;amp; Dot stylist. I'll be using this site to post party details, sales and style tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry, the sass isn't going away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-5764179008008147344?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-well-well.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-5041210415802821422</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 15:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-11T10:45:21.113-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>I LOVE Paris in the Springtime</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Finnegan's Tails</category><title>Ooops...</title><description>So, I think my parents' house is like a black hole. When you get there, you lose all connection with the outside world. I blogged right before Christmas with the full intention of blogging while I was home, at least once, and its been like 20 days. I have no idea how that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....the two major things that have happened while I was in the Black Hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Christmas. Fairly uneventful, but a good time was had by all. Mom, Dad and I went to Universal one night and got to see Blue Man Group - AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bigger news from Christmas is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290061657776339522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SWoTDL-sOkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uiMT8tDblqE/s320/Christmas+2008+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I'm going to FRANCE!!!! Paris to be more accurate. But Mom and I asked, hinted and just about begged, AND. We're going to Paris for a week this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SECOND piece of news is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290062053149725922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SWoTaM3DVOI/AAAAAAAAAFI/c5gcDAnRwfE/s320/Dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I adopted a DOG!  His name is FINNEGAN and he's a Glen of Imaal Terrier and Yorkshire Terrier. (He's a mutt, but this sounds better!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More to come on both fronts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all from MollyWood - catch ya later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-5041210415802821422?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2009/01/ooops.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SWoTDL-sOkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uiMT8tDblqE/s72-c/Christmas+2008+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-5079145848940952376</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 00:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-20T19:32:39.711-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Random Shit that DOES NOT Make me Laugh</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>A touch of Random-ness</category><title>Today was a Cluster Fuck</title><description>So, today was a mess! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I had some crazy dream - I'm not sure what it was about, but I woke up knowing that it was some insane dream and I didn't sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I had to run some errands - and I decided to get my hair trimmed.  I have asked around and gotten the same reccommendation from a few people.  I'm really picky about my hair, I've had the same stylist in Tallahassee for over 2 years and I LOVE HER - and I will now make sure that I have an appointment when I'm going for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went in, and they took me back to shampoo me.  Then the stylist came out.  And the more I looked at her, the more I thought - she looks like Bon Jovi.  Jon Bon Jovi.  Circa 1987.  Not just folically.  Her makeup, her clothes AND her hair!  And she looked like Jon in the face - oh how I wish I had the balls to pull out my digital camera and take a photo of her to show you all, so you could judge for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked her to adjust one thing, she got REALLY pissed and then told me she wasn't one of those stylists who gets mad about suggestions, &lt;em&gt;she's been doing this for 30 years!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, I got home and decided to use the spray sunless tanner that I bought - I am looking more and more like Casper's little sister.  I've used this before, but never with this result.  The overspray went ALL over the bathroom and the entire bathroom had to be cleaned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took my new bathmat, super cute! I followed the care instructions and washed it.  When I pulled it out of the washer, there were LARGE chunks of yarn missing.  So now, I have to take it back to Target and figure out what else I'm going to get, since I CLEARLY am not getting another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hair is better.  I washed it and blew it dry - its not so bad....so we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your visit to MollyWood....catch ya later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-5079145848940952376?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-was-cluster-fuck.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-5312933315606235437</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Dec 2008 19:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-12T15:01:31.873-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Random Shit that Makes me LAUGH</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Alone in my Priniples</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>A touch of Random-ness</category><title>I am not Alone!</title><description>Now, I may be alone in some of my beliefs ("yeah, alone in my principles would be a great song!), but my hatred for Ashley Simpson Wentz (seriously) is aparently not one of them. I was reading &lt;a href="http://www.mamarazzi.org/"&gt;Mamarazzi &lt;/a&gt;today and this shit cracked me up! I think it will you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"December 10, 2008&lt;br /&gt;Bad Tidings We Bring&lt;br /&gt;Star magazine believes it has&lt;br /&gt;solved the mystery of why Ashlee Simpson and Peter Wentz &lt;a href="http://www.mamarazzi.org/2008/11/the_mamarazzi_baby_name_genera.html"&gt;gave&lt;br /&gt;their son such a crappy name. &lt;/a&gt;It seems that it's not accidental that "Bronx"&lt;br /&gt;ends in "x" just like the Jolie-Pitt boys' names: Maddox, Pax, and Knox. Simpson&lt;br /&gt;and Wentz tried to ape a baby name like their Hollywood heros in an attempt to&lt;br /&gt;be more like Jolie and Pitt.&lt;a title="Untitled by Underpaid Kept Woman, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25331619@N00/3096050413/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278994723275293042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SULBu0P8QXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JqCEr1-SY48/s320/wentz+-+pitt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ashlee,&lt;br /&gt;We hate to break it to you, but no matter what you say,&lt;br /&gt;wear, or do, this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Underpaid Kept Woman, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25331619@N00/3096050355/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278994956146061330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SULB8XwqMBI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UMNHq3pqNTo/s320/pete1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Underpaid Kept Woman, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25331619@N00/3096050323/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278994959382566370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SULB8j0TVeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/kwjd-fo7VO8/s320/pete2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278994966245716290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 501px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SULB89YmsUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/7YQ9_ypFg8o/s320/pete3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Underpaid Kept Woman, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25331619@N00/3096066891/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will never,&lt;br /&gt;ever turn into this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled by Underpaid Kept Woman, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/25331619@N00/3096066785/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278994973289153874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SULB9Xn5BVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/2W2-EPIrOmY/s320/brad1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours in the face of harsh reality,&lt;br /&gt;Mamarazzi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seriously - made me laugh so hard I almost peed! Just wanted to lighted your day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your visit to MollyWood - catch you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-5312933315606235437?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-not-alone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SULBu0P8QXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/JqCEr1-SY48/s72-c/wentz+-+pitt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-20437293657046525</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2008 22:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T17:42:07.741-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>A touch of Random-ness</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Adicted to Facebook</category><title>Its GOOOD!</title><description>So, I had a pretty good day!  Actually, I had a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, all of the walking I've been doing is starting to pay off - I ran four stretches of my route, small interval bursts, but I didn't feel like I was going to die, which in my opinion, is a step in the right direction.  I'm telling you, the skinny jeans will be on by March!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I actually got some work done.  I would have gotten a LOT more done had someone actually delivered what they promised, but surprise surprise, he can't get me a FREAKING DATE! (Sorry, there's a little frustration working with someone who promises to get things and misses his self-imposed deadlines REPEATEDLY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, the Mom called to relate a funny story which ended with her rolling down the car window and yelling "YOU are RUDE!" at someone.  Aparently, I am rubbing off on her, and I &lt;em&gt;like it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then, she and I are talking, and for some reason, I decide to walk outside the front door.  And there are &lt;em&gt;THREE&lt;/em&gt; packages for ME!  One is a box from my best friend Amanda (oooh, presents!)  The second is a gift bag with fresh baked bread and information from the church I went and checked out on Sunday (yes, I see the irony!)  And third was the biggest SEPHORA box I've ever seen!  HUGE.  And inside, gift wrapped was a present from my other best friend in Nashville.  We've been friends since we were freshmen in college, and she knows more about me than probably anyone else on the planet - and I love her dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd share some randomness from my pretty good day.  Tomorrow could top it if I beat Kathryn at WordTwist - I'm telling you, its going to happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your visit to MollyWood!  Catch you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-20437293657046525?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-goood.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-5053847010005582514</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 22:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-03T17:07:03.694-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Dating Drought Continues</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Much Military Love</category><title>Something else Cool!</title><description>So, you know I adopted a Soldier through SoldiersAngels.com - well I got the longest email in history from my "mentor" about what to send and what not to send.  This is something REALLY cool that I did not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post office has a box, its an APO FPO box that you can get FREE, fill it and pack it full, and its always $10.95 to ship.  And I got one, the other day - I didn't realize they were free.  Well then, today I find out, you can order them from the post office web site, &lt;a href="http://www.usps.com/"&gt;www.usps.com&lt;/a&gt; (one of MollyWood's favorite's by the way!) and the customs forms that you also need - don't forget the custom's declarations form, and they will deliver a pack of 10 or 25 to your house!  NEAT-O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, MollyWood has a date on Sunday!!!!  I'll let you know how it goes, or &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; I won't!  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your visit to MollyWood - I'll catch you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-5053847010005582514?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-else-cool.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-7138573408488155355</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 02:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-30T21:37:04.483-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Dating Drought Continues</category><title>Why Why Why???</title><description>So, we all know that my dating life has been almost non-existent since February!  I think its the longest I've gone without dating ANYONE since I've been dating, but whatever.  From July on, I wasn't in any shape to be with my friends, let alone date someone and not send them running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm kind of ready and trying online dating again, we'll see how it goes.  It always reinforces to me how superficial people are, but that's their choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The why, why, why question is two fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST - Saturday night after the horrible football game, Mom and I left Dad at the hotel (he was cold - poor baby!) and went to 2Chez for a quick drink, and to get a small something to eat.  I walked up to the bar, cause there's no way that they'd just have someone wait on us.  And this man, about my mom's age, walks up next to me and says "that was one hell of a sad game" and he's leaning toward me, touching my arm.  I order an Appletini, and the bartender is making it, and throws a cherry in the glass.  And I say, "I don't need a cherry."  Now I &lt;em&gt;DO&lt;/em&gt; actually realize how dirty this statement is - to &lt;em&gt;someone I'm flirting with!&lt;/em&gt;  It is not, however, dirty to the bartender throwing an unwanted cherry in my drink.  And the dirty old man says "Really? That sounds like a challenge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him, rolled my eyes and said "go away."'  He laughed and walked over to start talking &lt;em&gt;to my MOM!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second piece of Why is WHY am I suddenly Good Luck Chuck?  Why is it that when I date someone, the very next person they date, after me, they end up marrying????  This has now happend FOUR times!  Four!  Times!  I'm not making this up.  Its rediculous!  I'm starting to get a complex - maybe I should offer out my services.  Maybe it would get me more dates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your trip to MollyWood!  I'll catch you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-7138573408488155355?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-why-why.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-4007096868329248512</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 13:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-25T08:51:40.224-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>A touch of Random-ness</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Adventures of the White Trash Neighbors</category><title>Kinda Cool</title><description>I did something kinda cool today!  I applied to adopt a soldier through SoldiersAngles.com.  I have a good life - even though this has been a rough year for me.  I read about this in Real Simple and its something that I can do.  You make a six to twelve month commitment to send a letter once a week and one to two care packages a month to an assigned soldier.  It just seems like a cool project, and I have a feeling that if I'm approved, that my family will probably get involved as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, fingers crossed that I get approved, and more fingers crossed that if I do, that I get someone cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note - I had an interesting night at home last night.  I am so excited that I'm in a house and not living with a shared wall next to the white trash neighbors.  I'm also REALLY excited that I can play music as loud as I want, sing along and dance around the house and NO ONE will ever know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week.  Eat lots of turkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MollyWood loves you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-4007096868329248512?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/11/kinda-cool.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-5670790533843518579</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Nov 2008 13:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-24T08:18:41.058-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>A touch of Random-ness</category><title>I think we're all being Punk'd</title><description>Seriously, America, I think we're being Punk'd....and I'm ranting about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as Celebrity Baby names goes, Ashley I'll never be as hot as my sister Simpson has a DOOZIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bronx Mowgli Wentz &lt;/div&gt;Mowgli, as in the kid from the Jungle Book.  As in, raised by WOLVES in the Jungle Book.  As in BEAR NECESSITIES Jungle Book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a few others that make me crazy, though I think Jason Lee naming his son Pilot Inspektor is HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuma Nesta Rock Rossdale (Gwen &amp;amp; Gavin)&lt;br /&gt;Pilot Inspektor Lee (Jason Lee)&lt;br /&gt;Speck Wildhorse Mellencamp  (John Mellencamp)&lt;br /&gt;Moxie CrimeFighter Jillette (Penn Jillette).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're having a great week - I'll catch you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-5670790533843518579?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-were-all-being-punkd.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-556855855138631190</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 16:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T11:44:21.437-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>A touch of Random-ness</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Get this girl a JOB</category><title>MollyWood goes to Washington</title><description>I love my new job.  Today I'm in DC meeting with members of Congress (COOL) and tonight I'm taking a train to NYC (COOL!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up at 5am, and the only time I'm a fan of 5am, is when I'm asleep and don't actually see it.  I was showered and out of the house by 6am and I had landed in DC by 9:30 - and let me just tell you about the shock to my Florida living system when I walked out onto the Metro platform at Reagan to wait for the train and it was 22 degrees out - TWENTY TWO DEGREES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm meeting our National CEO and some other people for lunch at a restaurant in Union Station - the best part of that is that silling and waiting in Union Square is a Smart-Ass's dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there's the homeless man, talking to himself about which Boradway show he wants to go see and WHY.  "She can barely carry a note, how's she supposed to carry an act?"   Then there's the girl behind me who has busied herself for about an hour filling out the FORTY postcards she's spread all over the bench.  Next, the guy on his cell, so loud they can hear him in space, who required me to find my secret oxygen mask to protect me from his cologne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best.  I'm quietly reading and I hear, "Its not a weapon by itself, its only a weapon when its used by him, with you.  And you're both terrorists."  If this woman comes back by, I'll make sure I give you her other quotes.  That one at least got a laugh from one of my waiting neighbors, who made eye contact and giggled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more I'm sure, but this stupid public internet already lost my better post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you more when I have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MollyWood loves ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-556855855138631190?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/11/mollywood-goes-to-washington.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-2984052408322549633</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 18:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-11T13:53:12.647-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Random Shit that Makes me LAUGH</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Smart People of the Day Awards</category><title>Smart People of the Day Awards!</title><description>Ok, usually, my snarkiness gets the best of me from dealing with the majority of the population.  As I have decided that I am more intelligent than roughly 90% of the people out there, I get a little self righteous.  But just because I'm sassy, that doesn't mean that I can't be self depricating too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the smart person of the day award goes to ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm going to tell you why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to run an errand.  Not a big deal, I needed to drop off a deposit at the Navy Credit Union.  No biggie, I thought, I know they're closed today because its Veteran's Day (BTW - THANK YOU FOR ALL THAT YOU'VE DONE!) but I'll put it in the Night Drop.  So, the branch I went to HAD NO NIGHT DROP - WTF?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I stopped in the parking lot, turned off my car and looked up in my trusty Crackberry where another branch was.  I found it, turned the key and NOTHING.  No crank, no sputter, NOTHING.  So, I went to take the key out of the ignition to try again, and they key wouldn't come out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head was racing:  Ok, don't panic.  The car won't start. Don't panic.  Who do you call in Jacksonville if you're car won't start.  Don't Panic.  Do I just call a dealership?  Don't Panic!  How am I going to get there?  Walk?  I don't know where anything is!  DON'T Panic!  Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!  DON'T PANIC!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got out my AAA card, and looked up Chrysler dealers in Jacksonville, and called the one closest to me.  I asked for the Service Department, got connected and proceeded to information-puke to a VERY nice man named Dave.  Unlike most car service people I have talked with in my life, Dave was VERY nice and didn't talk down to me or belittle me.  He asked what it did when I turned the key, I said NOTHING!  It doesn't do ANYTHING!  And the key won't come out of the ignition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He thought for a second, and said, "Ok, lets take this one step at a time.  Is it in Park?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen, I freaked out and called the dealership becuase the CAR WAS OFF AND IN DRIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for visiting MollyWood....I'll catch you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-2984052408322549633?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/11/smart-people-of-day-awards.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-3187069766071789456</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 02:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-10T21:45:27.745-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Go Noles</category><title>Weekend Update</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRjxqWmUDUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/retVevY2Edk/s1600-h/Doak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267225474132872514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRjxqWmUDUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/retVevY2Edk/s400/Doak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took this with my cell phone at about noon on Saturday. It was about 70 degrees, sunny, breezy and not a cloud in the sky, and I was going to watch the Noles whomp up on Clemson. Really, it doesn't get more perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoyed your trip to MollyWood - I'll catch you later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/6441087470457095856-3187069766071789456?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/11/weekend-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRjxqWmUDUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/retVevY2Edk/s72-c/Doak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-7963243199548502605</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 03:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-09T22:54:13.769-05:00</atom:updated><title>Here we go a Waltzing...</title><description>So, I’m back in Tally for the weekend – GO NOLES!  I met my parents at the hotel (props to Poppa Pete for letting me crash with them!)  Once we all got into town, we went to Chili’s for dinner.  Fab idea by the way to take a man who can’t hear and refuses to wear a hearing aid to a restaurant with tile floors,  wood walls and hard surfaces to a place that serves 2-for-1 all day, every day.  It was by far the loudest I’ve ever heard it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, while we’re at Chili’s I run to the restroom, and find it chock full of FSU’s finest sorority girls.  All wearing adorable LBDs and putting on red feather boas.  Not the most unique part, as most of us that have pledged loyalty to some secret society have at least one feather boa story in our arsenal.  What got me, these girls were obviously going waltzing, and they were organized.&lt;br /&gt;                Point of reference here, in Tallahassee, when you turn 21, you do your Tennessee Waltz, as all of the bars in town (well most of them anyway) are on Tennessee Street.&lt;br /&gt;And when I say organized, I mean they had made buttons – big ones that said something like “We’re getting Black Jacked for Holly’s Waltz”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I go back to the table and tell my folks about it, cause 9 years ago, you know I did it.  And soon, we see the whole gaggle of them leaving Chili’s, with some boys in tow, and the birthday girls’ MOM trailing behind them.  Now, I don’t know about you, but the celebration for my 21st birthday was absolutely no place for my parents.  They knew I did it, but they didn’t want details, and that was fine by me.  We don’t need to fondly discuss how I threw up outside of one bar and then went into another for more drinks, really, it should all stay a reverently kept secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done with our meal, we walk out of Chili’s to find a party bus and Mom is getting off, waiving saying “Have fun girls, be safe” and that sort of mom-type shit.  Seriously??  Who’s Mom goes with them to start their 21st birthday partying?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-7963243199548502605?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-we-go-waltzing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-1327639630372122336</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 23:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-06T18:39:03.110-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Must See TV</category><title>Welcome to the DollHouse!</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;HOLY CRAP!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw the preview for Joss Whedon's new show, starring Eliza Dushku, and I want it NOW!!!  I was a complete Buffy freak, and I'm totally a fan of Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog, but this looks INSANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1WwPpfyPUC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1WwPpfyPUC8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loving Digital Cable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so aparently there's a channel that shows TWO, count them TWO episodes of the &lt;em&gt;original&lt;/em&gt; Beverly Hills 90210 at 5 and 6 at night - SO COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's more...just can't think of it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your visit to MollyWood!  I'll catch you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-1327639630372122336?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/11/welcome-to-dollhouse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-1080370677822300254</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 12:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-06T07:59:50.727-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Moving on Up</category><title>....to the East Side</title><description>So, I keep getting calls and emails for pictures of the new house. All I can tell you, its SO much better in person than it is in pictures. We (Mom and I) have been working so hard, since Saturday - there were 34 boxes that got loaded on the truck, there are 4 left, and those are all in the guest room until I can find some kind of strorage unit to hold clothes and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLo-spJTOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/0xiUExSDepw/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265527078182800610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLo-spJTOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/0xiUExSDepw/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't those steps pretty?  Installed them myself!  Caused a huge argument with Dad.  Has this happened to anyone else?  My parents used to know everything, and I depended on them for lots of information.  Now, my Dad &lt;em&gt;insists&lt;/em&gt;  that he knows EVERYTHING and argues to that fact.  His big thing is that he corrects my mom about everything.  She says my new neighbors are "about my age" he says, "No, they're WAY OLDER."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLo-Qlg5jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/o_R15e1JJq0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265527070651377202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLo-Qlg5jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/o_R15e1JJq0/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLobO5hRHI/AAAAAAAAADw/Y5EF4Ok2qlE/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265526468902995058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLobO5hRHI/AAAAAAAAADw/Y5EF4Ok2qlE/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLoa3So-WI/AAAAAAAAADo/eIQH3laEvZA/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265526462565906786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLoa3So-WI/AAAAAAAAADo/eIQH3laEvZA/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLoaeIf2dI/AAAAAAAAADg/talq9qRX8eg/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265526455812479442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLoaeIf2dI/AAAAAAAAADg/talq9qRX8eg/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLoaCQfiLI/AAAAAAAAADY/qE2Nx707R5c/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265526448329820338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLoaCQfiLI/AAAAAAAAADY/qE2Nx707R5c/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing really outstandingly funny to report yet.  I'm getting set up for more trainings and it looks like I'm going to be traveling a lot in the next few weeks, NYC and DC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoyed your trip to MollyWood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6441087470457095856-1080370677822300254?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-east-side.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SRLo-spJTOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/0xiUExSDepw/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-747956875241706533</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 16:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-03T11:26:56.157-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Moving on Up</category><title>Moving on Up.....</title><description>Just a quick post.  I'm in Jacksonville, I'm in the house, there's about 10-ish boxes left, and I have cable and internet!!!  (And I've already been to Target twice and returned 4 items - one got returned on the first visit from a Tallahassee purchase.)  All will be explained when I get a chance to write a full post.  Some of this move has been a comedy of errors...some has been a lot of giggles.  But what I can tell you, is that my parents met me here on Saturday and left Sunday night and no one yelled and no one got hurt - just &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; sore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-747956875241706533?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/11/moving-on-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-4623694164789949169</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Oct 2008 12:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-23T08:23:25.987-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>A touch of Random-ness</category><title>You can Run, You can Hide...</title><description>While I was driving yesterday, and singing along with the random crap that was on the radio, a song started playing that I &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; when it was popular.  I mean, I would listen to it over and over. Its got a really catchy beat, but its got some odd lyrics - odd like, I think its kind of funny that millions of people are singing along to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VBcv7VJnGE"&gt;Escape by Enrique Iglesias. &lt;/a&gt;(Remember when Mtv showed videos? This was the one with Enrique and Anna Kournakova making out on the public bathroom counter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I think is odd - lyrics "You can run, you can hide but you can't escape my love." With a catchy tune, it makes you bop in your car. Coming from a man parked outside your house, it makes him a stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I started thinking about other songs that are surprisingly odd. What can you come up with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MollyWood loves ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-4623694164789949169?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-in-car-yesterday-and-song-that-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-5635531962067036726</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 22:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-16T18:22:26.598-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Thank God for Al Gore</category><title>Driving the Bus</title><description>So, I know I've said it before...but my snarky nature assures me that I will not only be on my way to Hell becuase of my comments, but that I will be driving the bus to get there.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided that if I am the person driving the bus....it should at least be some cool, tricked out bus. Well...a little googling teaches me that these busses are actually called Chicken Busses and they look like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SPe-boT9NDI/AAAAAAAAADA/qwwiUH25O_o/s1600-h/Chicken+Bus3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257880471865209906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SPe-boT9NDI/AAAAAAAAADA/qwwiUH25O_o/s320/Chicken+Bus3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SPe-W-WqtzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XtRZGiV1xGY/s1600-h/chicken+bus2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257880391882815282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SPe-W-WqtzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/XtRZGiV1xGY/s320/chicken+bus2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SPe-QmajkOI/AAAAAAAAACw/Peoa-T7_Hvw/s1600-h/Chicken+Bus1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257880282377457890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SPe-QmajkOI/AAAAAAAAACw/Peoa-T7_Hvw/s320/Chicken+Bus1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;MollyWood loves ya!  Catch ya later!&lt;/div&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/6441087470457095856-5635531962067036726?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/10/driving-bus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5CQlWmfKDPk/SPe-boT9NDI/AAAAAAAAADA/qwwiUH25O_o/s72-c/Chicken+Bus3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-5110703048850956049</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 19:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-16T17:59:49.425-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Adventures of the White Trash Neighbors</category><title>Nope...I Didn't Make it Up</title><description>So, I've written before about my fabulous white-trash neighbors. Well, today's episode takes the cake. But, I guess I should fill you in on their activities the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, about a week ago, I was cooking dinner. Not an unusual occurrance. I was in my kitchen when I heard crying. Well, not really crying, but sobbing. Coming from a &lt;em&gt;child&lt;/em&gt; somewhere outside of my house. So, being a responsible adult (be impressed, please) I went outside to investigate. And my neighbor's kid (hers, not his) was sitting in the grass, crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What's wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom (storming out of the house): "He's FINE. He's just upset that his toy is missing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Ok, well, I just heard crying and wanted to make sure everyone was ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next day, I was heading out of the house to go meet some friends, when my doorbell rang, twice. Seriously?? Who rings a doorbell twice within a one minute period? I open the door and Parrish is standing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parrish: "Hey, I just wanted to come over and apologize."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Apologize? For what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parrish: "Well, I heard about what happened yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "What happened yesterday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parrish: "Well, what you should know about Sally-Ann (I think that's what we're calling her since I &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; don't know what her name is...which apparently, is now insignificant. KEEP READING!) is that she's bi-polar and she's been off her meds for a while. So I'm sorry about the yelling and about her getting so upset with you yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yesterday wasn't a big deal. I didn't mean to butt-in, but I heard someone crying and I wanted to make sure everyone was ok. I would expect that if I had kids, one of my neighbors would do the same for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parrish went on to tell me that she apparently went off to him about me butting in and being nosy and trying to imply she was a bad mother. SERIOUSLY?? I don't even have that good of an imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever, fast forward to today. My friend Tonya and I went to lunch. When we got home, Sally-Ann was throwing shit in her car. And ANGRY about it. With a vengance almost. So, as I get out of the car, I say "Hey are you leaving?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, she utters the line that every woman has said more than once, "oh yeah, I'm fucking DONE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Oh! Are you ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally-Ann: "I keep saying I'm going to do this, and now I'm done. He hasn't been home in days. He must be on drugs. He's been to four different hotels and has wiped three grand out of our checking account. He must be on drugs. Do me a favor, if you hear a ruckus, call the police."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Um, ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally-Ann: "No, seriously. He's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on parole&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(&lt;em&gt;wtf????&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and shouldn't be doing drugs. This is such bullshit. I'm just DONE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, um, ok. Aparently, my new neighbor is a felon or something. And he's on PAROLE. What's up with that? I know Bob (my landlord) doesn't do background checks, but come on.   &lt;strong&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/strong&gt; here's the &lt;a href="http://www.dc.state.fl.us/ActiveOffenders/detail.asp?Bookmark=1&amp;amp;From=list&amp;amp;SessionID=990629177"&gt;LIST &lt;/a&gt;of things he's been convicted of...its a long list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I'm moving in 16 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MollyWood loves ya...catch you later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-5110703048850956049?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/10/nopei-didnt-make-it-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-7938930240070943279</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 13:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-16T09:30:26.096-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>A touch of Random-ness</category><title>Packing Sucks</title><description>So, the countdown is ON...I am moving in 16 days.  I am trying to pack sensibly, packing the items that I don't currently need and won't need for the next two weeks.  That's mostly decor, but not the closet or kitchen.  I am also trying to get packed, so that the movers won't take my first born child for payment.  When I moved to Tallahassee three years ago, it cost $975 to move my 2 bedroom apartment here.  The quote I got yesterday was for $1,856. Um, yeah, you read that correctly.  That would be almost DOUBLE what I paid three years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, to all the moving companies, here's a news flash.  Gas right now is the lowest its been in almost a year.  I mean, there is gas for sale around the corner from my house (like I could WALK there) for $2.99 a gallon.  So, in my humble opinion, there shouldn't be a gas surcharge....but that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get a little nervous about this job....mostly becuase I've never done anything like this where there isn't an office that I can go to every day and have people to talk to.  I'm worried that my television will suck me into the couch, much like it did most of the day yesterday while I was "packing." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm going to run over to Publix to see if they held any boxes for me, so I can pack some of the breakable stuff in some smaller boxes.  Also, I have to find a shredding service....I have a stack of stuff with personal information on it that's got to be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your trip to MollyWood...I'll try to catch you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-7938930240070943279?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/10/packing-sucks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-2208112380002268628</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 18:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-12T15:01:24.249-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The reading list...continued</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Dating Drought Continues</category><title>What if?</title><description>Well...I had this fantastic (and funny) post about the yard sale I had yesterday and the variance of the random folks that showed up to purchase my unwanted stuff.  And for the record 50 cents is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; too much to charge for an adorable Ann Taylor T-Shirt that has been worn less than 20 times.  I promise you that I paid &lt;em&gt;much &lt;/em&gt;more than that for it and 50 cents is a good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm going to write about what if.  It seems pretty appropriate that as my life (and home) are in transition right now, that I would be thinking about what would have happened if I hadn't made such a dramatic change three years ago.  I could have stayed in the relationship I was in.  I could have kept going in the job I was in, I would have been promoted eventually, but I don't know if I would have learned as much.  There are some great movies that explore the "what if" idea, &lt;em&gt;Sliding Doors&lt;/em&gt; is by far my favorite.  But I finished &lt;a href="http://www.allisonwinnscotch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Allison Winn Scotch's &lt;/a&gt;new book, &lt;em&gt;Time of My Life, &lt;/em&gt;litterally in one day.  I started it yesterday as something to read while I was between yard sale customers, but its a GREAT book.  I kept reading, until 2am when I apparently passed out with the lights on, and then continued this morning until I was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its much more than chick-lit (which by the way, I hate the name of.  What are we?  Baby chickens who need a special kind of literature to enjoy?  Why isn't there a category called dick-lit for books written specifically for a male audience?  Oh, does that offend you?  I'm sorry - but let's just call it what it is.)  Its a great read that speaks to how women are expected to change who they are at the expense of figuring out who that person really is.  Its also a great idea that people who are meant to be in your life will find their way there one way or another.  For the most part, our paths are interlinked and we only have control over parts of that.  Its kind of comforting.  I enjoyed this becuase unlike others in the genre that it will inevitably get linked with, it really made me think...about the decisions I've made, about my part in all of it, about what I'm really afraid of, and about my path toward finding someone to be with.  Overall, I'd say its excellent and I highlly reccommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I have a feeling that once I get moved, I will probably try out online dating one last time.  I know I've said it before, but I &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; give it one more shot.  Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your trip to MollyWood....I'll try to catch you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-2208112380002268628?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-if.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-3587018558708548357</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 17:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-09T13:34:57.738-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>I heart Tally</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Get this girl a JOB</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The reading list...continued</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Adventures of the White Trash Neighbors</category><title>Random Life stuff</title><description>So, I realized today driving to the library from a lunch date (more about that in a minute, but it was &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; a "date" with a man) I realized that I haven't posted much lately.  Things are moving forward extremely fast, and I'm having a yard sale on Saturday morning....to try to sell all of that crap I was going to donate to the JLT Whale of a Sale (I'm sorry, its not crap, its gently used items).  So here's a rundown of what I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch Date&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my former volunteers, Margaret, called me on Monday to see if I wanted to have lunch.  She learned that I had gotten hired and would be moving to Jax and wanted to go to lunch.  So we went to one of my favorite restuarants in Tallahasssee - seriously, if you haven't been to Bella Bella, what are you waiting for?  When you go, just order the Bubble Bread - you won't be dissappointed.  We had a great lunch for an hour and a half today, and she gave me a good ego pump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love for the Library&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I posted this earlier or not, but I can't say enough about the &lt;em&gt;fantastic&lt;/em&gt; services offered by the library.  &lt;em&gt;Did you know&lt;/em&gt; that you can go online to the Library's web site, search for and reserve books?  &lt;em&gt;Did you know&lt;/em&gt; that once you reserve/request the books, the library staff will pull the book for you and hold it at the circulation desk, at the library branch of your choice, &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; send you an email that its waiting for you?  &lt;em&gt;Did you know&lt;/em&gt; that the library will send you an email to remind you three days before your books are due &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;you can renew your books ONLINE?  &lt;em&gt;Did you know&lt;/em&gt; that these services are completely &lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;?  Cool huh?&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;I have always loved the library, and I &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;the smell of old books, and I had forgotten what a great place it can be.  Though the branch in Tallahassee (downtown) is always very loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Props for the Book&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really gotten into reading others' blogs on a somewhat regular basis.  Well, while reading &lt;a href="http://www.allisonwinnscotch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ask Allison&lt;/a&gt; one day, I discovered that she was finishing her second book and she was having a contest.  Well I was one of the winners of said contest and I won a copy of her book.  Sadly, I had just checked out &lt;em&gt;Chasing Harry Winston&lt;/em&gt;, so I haven't read it yet, but I told Allison that I would put in a plug this week for her newly released book &lt;em&gt;Time of My Life&lt;/em&gt; and some reviews by some folks who have read it.  Its next in the rotation and as soon as I finish CHW, I'm on to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"After this hilarious read, you may just return to your own crazy-busy routine a little happier." - Redbook &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;"Perfect to read with friends. A book we love." -Cosmopolitan&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;"Book pick of the month. Insightful and honest, Winn Scotch keeps it light but delves into the dark doubts of the road not taken." - Family Circle &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;"A must-read. A fantastic, often funny novel." -Hallmark Magazine &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;"Scotch’s second book shows a writer coming into her own, a storyteller who doesn’t take the easy way out, and a woman with a fine understanding of human nature." - Booklist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Little Bit of the Funny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in case I hadn't made it clear, I'm holding a Yard Sale Saturday morning.  If this doesn't give me some funny crap to blog about, I'm not sure what will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've enjoyed your trip to MollyWood, I'll try to catch you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-3587018558708548357?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-life-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-3240725516226250026</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 12:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-07T08:47:32.686-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Get this girl a JOB</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Adicted to Facebook</category><title>Drama, Drama, Drama</title><description>So…after my fantastic news Thursday (that’s what we’re calling it at least), I decided to go home and visit the folks.  Since this job is going to require me to relocate to Jacksonville and have an office based out of my house, I thought that Mom and I should go to Jax and at least look around for somewhere for me to live.  First off – people, I’m a girl and I love to shop – I’m going to need some space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after looking all day, I found it, as long as the woman that owns it will be flexible on the rent.  Its in the Avondale neighborhood of Jax – historic and cute and on a great street with friendly neighbors (who listen to Dave – which is a good sign to me).  Its convenient to I-10, Publix and the St. Johns River.  It’s a 3 bedroom house with a garage and FAB backyard (hello bar-b-ques!).  It’s got hardwood floors and a fireplace and personality!  Which is one of the main things I’m looking for in a home.  The reason I’m waiting to hear from the woman that own’s the place – she’s traveling and MOVING TO JAPAN!  So, her neighbor is acting as her property manager and he seems very nice – but I don’t think we’ll be getting answers very quickly.  Keep your fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watching The Hills&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not even sure why I love it.  Charlize Theron swears “Its about nothing.”  But if its Monday night at 10pm – don’t even think about calling me cause The Hills is ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going back to Tally, Tally, Tally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listed that as my Facebook status this morning and I’ve had the LL Cool J version (Goin back to Cali) ALL Day.  What was the last song to get stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;News on the House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - I got an email this morning - what a difference a night makes - and she'll come down on the rent a bit!  So I'm going to take it!  I'm so excited....I have a place to live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed your visit to MollyWood – I’ll try to catch you tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-3240725516226250026?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/10/drama-drama-drama.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6441087470457095856.post-6618179041022357908</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2008 12:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-03T09:00:36.794-04:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Random Shit that Makes me LAUGH</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Get this girl a JOB</category><title>Best Night of Sleep in a LONG Time!</title><description>I have a solution to my sleeping problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First - I was in bed by 11pm (very unusual as of late...I've just been more of a night owl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second - the weather in Tallahassee lately has been phenomenal - 50s in the morning, mid-80s in the afternoons. So I slept with my bedroom window open and a low fan on - I think the fresh air made me sleepier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, and most importantly, I GOT A JOB OFFER!!! All the stress and worry and anxiety seemed to drift away to a soundtrack of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M-Ugfoq8FFI"&gt;Grant Lee Phillips &lt;/a&gt;(if you don't know, you should!) (Ignore the photo clips in the link - listen to the FABULOUS music!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning refreshed and relaxed and &lt;em&gt;stoked&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the job, I should find out soon when I start. The offer is official, since my background check came back clean (so, clearly for all of you that were worried, there is confirmation that I'm not a serial killer - though I have been known to be a cereal killer!)  Part of the offer means I have 90 days to relocate to the Jacksonville area, but I can start working from home once I get my &lt;em&gt;equipment!&lt;/em&gt;  I'm the new Development Director for a national foundation for North Florida.  So, look out - I'll be raising money in your area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, I want to say thanks!  Thanks to my friends who have listened to me whine about having nothing to do.  Thanks to my friends who have put up with my lame ass moping around.  Thanks to my friends who have bought almost ALL of my meals when we've gone out anywhere....the paybacks are coming!  Mostly, I want to say thanks.  This hase been one of the greatest nightmares of my life, and I feel like its finally over.....and I can start being the best Molly I can be - which is better than I was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below - just a little humor - according to my cousing Gina "I am now dumber for having seen that"  ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I63l9VLLqqs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I63l9VLLqqs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6441087470457095856-6618179041022357908?l=thisismollywood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://thisismollywood.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-night-of-sleep-in-long-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Welcome to MollyWood!)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>