<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
	xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"
	xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:geo="http://www.w3.org/2003/01/geo/wgs84_pos#" xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/"
	>

<channel>
	<title>Nostalgic Wonders</title>
	<atom:link href="http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com</link>
	<description>Dreams...and other whimsical nonsense</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Wed, 03 Nov 2010 14:13:51 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<language>en</language>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.com/</generator>
<cloud domain='nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com' port='80' path='/?rsscloud=notify' registerProcedure='' protocol='http-post' />
<image>
		<url>http://s2.wp.com/i/buttonw-com.png</url>
		<title>Nostalgic Wonders</title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com</link>
	</image>
	<atom:link rel="search" type="application/opensearchdescription+xml" href="http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/osd.xml" title="Nostalgic Wonders" />
	<atom:link rel='hub' href='http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?pushpress=hub'/>
		<item>
		<title>Should&#8217;ve just kept drinking my tea, and walked away.</title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/11/03/shouldve-just-kept-drinking-my-tea-and-walked-away/</link>
		<comments>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/11/03/shouldve-just-kept-drinking-my-tea-and-walked-away/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Nov 2010 14:13:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Annica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?p=400</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I shouldn&#8217;t have said anything. I have never been able to tell someone what was on my mind without it turning out badly. Why I thought this time would have been different, I&#8217;ll never know.What&#8217;s worse is that afterward, I was so nervous, I began shaking. Giving a bath to an already squirming baby made [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=400&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I shouldn&#8217;t have said anything. I have never been able to tell someone what was on my mind without it turning out badly. Why I thought this time would have been different, I&#8217;ll never know.What&#8217;s worse is that afterward, I was so nervous, I began shaking. Giving a bath to an already squirming baby made for an interesting time. Not to mention, I felt as if I did something wrong. Which is absurd, because I didn&#8217;t. Not to say that he did either, because he most certainly didn&#8217;t.</p>
<p>Just wish he didn&#8217;t want to.</p>
<p>Open mouth, insert foot.</p>
<p>Next time something is bothering me, I&#8217;m just going to keep it to myself. Because really, this morning turned out to be a miserable morning.</p>
<p>I just need to learn to get over my own insecurities. I just wish that I was enough for him. And it runs the entire gamut &#8211; from being hot enough for him, to being a good enough housekeeper. At least one of those things are easy enough to fix. Just need to get off my lazy ass and do it.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m actually torn between him knowing about this journal and reading it, to me not wanting him to see what&#8217;s on my mind.</p>
<p>I love and trust my husband completely, yet I don&#8217;t want to open up completely and be vulnerable.</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<br />  <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gocomments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/comments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godelicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/delicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gofacebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/facebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gotwitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/twitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gostumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/stumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godigg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/digg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/goreddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/reddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/400/" /></a> <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=400&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/11/03/shouldve-just-kept-drinking-my-tea-and-walked-away/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://1.gravatar.com/avatar/789087bf274d83d2fb5b1d3cec8e9b0b?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">Annica</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title></title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/10/28/396/</link>
		<comments>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/10/28/396/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Oct 2010 22:55:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Annica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?p=396</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[It has been another long period since the last entry &#8211; however, instead of owning up to the fact that I have just been incredibly lazy, I&#8217;m just going to go ahead and blame it on my computer acting up and then dying. Which really did happen, though there was time for me to blog, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=396&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;">It has been another long period since the last entry &#8211; however, instead of owning up to the fact that I have just been incredibly lazy, I&#8217;m just going to go ahead and blame it on my computer acting up and then dying. Which really did happen, though there was time for me to blog, though I haven&#8217;t been feeling much like sharing. Not that I can actually promise that this entry will be of any interest.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Squirmy, now five months (well, will be on the 2nd of November), is coming along beautifully. She&#8217;s a giggling, rolling little monster, in the most adorable way. She&#8217;s just so perfect. Then again, I am very bias. Still managing to breastfeed, which I am extremely proud of. Even though I had (still do) every intention of continuing for as long as possible, there has been times where I&#8217;ve wanted to throw in the towel.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">And I&#8217;m feeling great. For the most part. Joined a gym, so as to regain my shape. I&#8217;ve lost all of my baby weight, but even so, I still feel incredibly unattractive. It is so frustrating. Before I got pregnant, and even during it, I was finally comfortable and confident with my body &#8211; even so much so that I thought I was hot. And now&#8230;.well, now I feel the same way that I did when I was sixteen. Which is just to say that I have sero confidence in myself. And really, there is nothing attractive or sexy about that. What really gets to me, I&#8217;ll wake up in the morning, shower and actually put effort into my appearance, and leaving the bathroom, I feel great about myself. Then, not even 30 minutes later, due to something I&#8217;ve seen or heard, I feel like shit.</p>
<br />  <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gocomments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/comments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godelicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/delicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gofacebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/facebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gotwitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/twitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gostumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/stumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godigg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/digg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/goreddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/reddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/396/" /></a> <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=396&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/10/28/396/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://1.gravatar.com/avatar/789087bf274d83d2fb5b1d3cec8e9b0b?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">Annica</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>Been a long time</title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/08/01/been-a-long-time/</link>
		<comments>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/08/01/been-a-long-time/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2010 00:38:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Annica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Ramblings]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Relationship]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?p=390</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[      And I really don&#8217;t know why or how it happened. One day, I just stopped blogging. Life has changed quite a bit since my last entry. The most major thing is that I now have a little girl. She is absolutely the best. Then again, I am sure that every person says that about [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=390&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;">      And I really don&#8217;t know why or how it happened. One day, I just stopped blogging. Life has changed quite a bit since my last entry. The most major thing is that I now have a little girl. She is absolutely the best. Then again, I am sure that every person says that about their own kid.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">      And, as anyone would expect, things are completely different now. I&#8217;m not talking about the usual things, the things you know are going to change &#8211; less money, less time, ect. What surprises me the most about what has changed is me. To be honest, I am rather afraid. Hubby and I are fighting so much more now, and it&#8217;s all over stupid things, things that would normally just get forgotten. And while I know that every relationship needs fights, this has me worried. Fought tonight over my computer. I don&#8217;t know what it is. I mean, I could hazard a guess that it&#8217;s the fact that I&#8217;ve completely fallen behind on the housework and the apartment looks like shit, to be perfectly honest. And that stress is translating into fights about stupid mundane things. I mean I do try to balance everything, and it pisses me off that I can&#8217;t.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">      As it was pointed out, women have been stay at home mothers, with the ability to balance childcare and housework,. and yet I seem to be completely useless at it. It&#8217;s rather frustrating.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">      I feel like a right failure.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"> </p>
<br />  <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gocomments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/comments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godelicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/delicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gofacebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/facebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gotwitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/twitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gostumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/stumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godigg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/digg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/goreddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/reddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/390/" /></a> <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=390&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/08/01/been-a-long-time/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://1.gravatar.com/avatar/789087bf274d83d2fb5b1d3cec8e9b0b?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">Annica</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>Breastfeeding in Public &#8211; Or How I Inadventedly Became a Flasher</title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/08/01/breastfeeding-in-public-or-ho/</link>
		<comments>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/08/01/breastfeeding-in-public-or-ho/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2010 05:05:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Annica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?p=394</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I love breastfeeding; despite the rocky start that Squirmy and I got off to, it has proven to be a wonderful time, that I will  undoubtedly miss when I go back to work. Plus it&#8217;s been a god send when it comes to going out &#8211; no having to worry if I have enough bottles for the day, nor [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=394&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I  love breastfeeding; despite the rocky start that Squirmy and I got off  to, it has proven to be a wonderful time, that I will  undoubtedly miss  when I go back to work. Plus it&#8217;s been a god send when it comes to going  out &#8211; no having to worry if I have enough bottles for the day, nor  lugging around baby bottles full of water and a canister of formula.</p>
<p>That being said, breastfeeding definitely comes with its own set  of&#8230;hurdles to overcome. Like this afternoon (at the mall, no doubt),  when Squirmy decided that she han&#8217;t had enough to eat first time around.  Dutifully, I got out my receiving blanket, draped myself and happily  feed her. (Okay, I am so lying here &#8211; there was nothing happy about this  feeding. Squirmy kept unlatching herself, then complaining because she  wasn&#8217;t done. I was a right mess fighting with the blanket, keeping some  sort of decency and getting her to latch properly.) After all was said  and done, and she had fallen asleep, I got up and went to place her in  her stroller. Unfortunately, the way she had fallen asleep left me  unable to fix myself befor getting up.</p>
<p>She chose that exact moment to wake up and yell at me for putting her  down. There I was, one hand placing her back in the stroller and the  other keeping my exposed breast from the world. It just was not working  in my favour. Once I placed her down, I set out to untangle her hand  from my hair when she decided to reach up and tug on the blanket that  was covering me.</p>
<p>Needless to say, everyone in that food court got quite the look at my exposed boob.</p>
<p>Goodbye, modesty. We had a good run.</p>
<br />  <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gocomments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/comments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godelicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/delicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gofacebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/facebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gotwitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/twitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gostumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/stumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godigg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/digg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/goreddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/reddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/394/" /></a> <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=394&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2010/08/01/breastfeeding-in-public-or-ho/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://1.gravatar.com/avatar/789087bf274d83d2fb5b1d3cec8e9b0b?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">Annica</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>TMI #200</title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/18/tmi-200/</link>
		<comments>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/18/tmi-200/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 11:28:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Annica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Meme]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[TMI]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Writing Prompts]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?p=383</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Good morning. Here&#8217;s this weeks TMI. You can find other&#8217;s answers over here. I was going to include an actual post, but I can&#8217;t even think of anything to write. 1. What is the longest you have been in a monogamous sexual relationship? [For the purpose of this question monogamous is defined as no sexual [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=383&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Good morning. Here&#8217;s this weeks TMI. You can find other&#8217;s answers over here. I was going to include an actual post, but I can&#8217;t even think of anything to write.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><strong>1. What is the longest you have been in a monogamous sexual relationship? <em>[For the purpose of this question monogamous is defined as no sexual partners that your significant other does (did) not know about.]</em></strong></span><br />
      <em>That would be my current relationship; six years.</em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong><span style="color:#ff00ff;">2. If your current relationship would fail, do you have a back-up for physical or emotional comfort?</span></strong><br />
      <em><span>I&#8217;d assume that there&#8217;d be people there for me emotionally, however I haven&#8217;t a back up for physical comfort.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong><span style="color:#ff00ff;">3. Can you be &#8220;just friends&#8221; with someone when there is an </span></strong><strong><span style="color:#ff00ff;">unrequited</span></strong><strong><span style="color:#ff00ff;"> sexual attraction?</span></strong><br />
      <em>Yes. It&#8217;s not easiest thing by it can be done. I&#8217;ve had my fair share.</em>     </p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong><span style="color:#ff00ff;">4. In a assumed monogamous sexual relationship have you ever cheated, been cheated upon or been a knowing third party to the infidelity? <em>[For the purpose of this question monogamous is defined as no sexual partners that a significant other does (did) not know about.]<br />
</em></span></strong>      <em><span>I&#8217;ve emotionally cheated, but not physically. My last serious relationship told me that he had cheated on me, but I don&#8217;t know if that was simply said because he was trying to hurt me. And yes, I have been a third party to infidelity. Still am. It sucks.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong><span style="color:#ff00ff;">5. Historically, what has caused the most arguments in your relationships?</span></strong><br />
<span style="font-style:italic;"><span>      My last serious relationship, the arguments were caused by the fact that I was friends with the opposite sex. Very high school, very dramatic. Fights are a lot more mundane in this one; who does the dishes, who gets suck with the cat box. Silly things like that. And I love it <span>lol</span>.</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><strong><span style="color:#ff00ff;"><span style="font-style:italic;">Bonus (as in optional):</span>What do you want from a partner in a long term relationship?</span></strong><br />
      <em>Support, unconditional love, trust. Someone I can act completely stupid around, yet somehow still be sexy to them.</em></p>
<br />  <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gocomments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/comments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godelicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/delicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gofacebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/facebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gotwitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/twitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gostumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/stumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godigg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/digg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/goreddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/reddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/383/" /></a> <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=383&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/18/tmi-200/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://1.gravatar.com/avatar/789087bf274d83d2fb5b1d3cec8e9b0b?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">Annica</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>Monday Questions #2</title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/17/monday-questions-2/</link>
		<comments>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/17/monday-questions-2/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 11:56:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Annica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Meme]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Monday Questions]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Writing Prompts]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?p=380</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[1. Last Tuesday which was good Friday we came to tell you something we know nothing about. You were asked to pull up a chair and sit on the floor. What do you make of this? I&#8217;ve been asked to do odder things. 2. The answer is &#8216;YES!&#8217;&#8230;what is the question? &#8220;Babe, would you like [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=380&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;">1. Last Tuesday which was good Friday we came to tell you something we know nothing about. You were asked to pull up a chair and sit on the floor. What do you make of this?</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">I&#8217;ve been asked to do odder things.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">2. The answer is &#8216;YES!&#8217;&#8230;what is the question?</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">&#8220;Babe, would you like me to do the housework for a change?&#8221;</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">3. The cops are banging on your door late at night. What are you thinking they are there for?</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Perhaps there is a rabid animal out back. </span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">4. Children learn what they live&#8230;.so they say.. what would a child learn in your household?</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">That yelling and getting mad doesn&#8217;t solve anything. Patience is key, so is being honest &amp; polite. That for every problem there is a solution. Vent if needed, but don&#8217;t complain too much; there are worst things to have to go through. And be grateful for what you do have, instead of unhappy about what you don&#8217;t.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">5. Tell us about 1 family ritual your family does every year.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Hubby &amp; I exchanging gifts on Christmas eve.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">6. What is the favorite food that you would eat everyday 3 times a day if you could?</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">There&#8217;s really no food I could eat that often. Besides, that&#8217;s why a Roast Beef dinner it&#8217;s my favorite, because I don&#8217;t get to have it whenever I want.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">7. Tell us about your fantasy.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Just to lead a happy, uneventful life with my family. I like the idea of coming home from work, knowing who will be there to greet me. Throw in a couple of great surprises (us getting pregnant, Hubby getting a better shift at work) and it&#8217;s perfection.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">8. You are stranded on a deserted Island. You have plenty of food, a person to keep you company, shelter and life seems stress free. What do you tell the rescue ship when it arrives.?</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">I&#8217;m only leaving now if I&#8217;m promised I get to come back again once every year.</span></em> </p>
<br />  <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gocomments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/comments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godelicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/delicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gofacebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/facebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gotwitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/twitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gostumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/stumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godigg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/digg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/goreddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/reddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/380/" /></a> <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=380&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/17/monday-questions-2/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>2</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://1.gravatar.com/avatar/789087bf274d83d2fb5b1d3cec8e9b0b?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">Annica</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>The Longest Time</title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/15/the-longest-time/</link>
		<comments>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/15/the-longest-time/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 12:12:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Annica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?p=375</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[The Longest Time 1. What&#8217;s the longest time that you&#8217;ve waited to meet your date? Tell us when and what happened. That would have to be waiting for my Husband. When we first had started dating, I had called him and invited him over. Waited about two hours until I just went to bed; turns [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=375&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/2009/08/longest-time.html">The Longest Time</a></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">1. What&#8217;s the longest time that you&#8217;ve waited to meet your date? Tell us when and what happened.<br />
<em>That would have to be waiting for my Husband. When we first had started dating, I had called him and invited him over. Waited about two hours until I just went to bed; turns out the poor man was sick and has passed out on his bed. He apologized profusely. Naturally, I hadn&#8217;t had any hard feeling towards him.</em><br />
2. What&#8217;s the longest time that you&#8217;ve waited for a job interview? Tell us when and what happened.<br />
<em>Recently, while searching for a second job. I&#8217;m one who always gets to work &amp; interviews at least 15 minutes early. Unfortunately, the interviewer didn&#8217;t feel the same way, so decided that he&#8217;d have lunch and make me wait. I mean the guy actually came down from his office to pick up food that he had ordered. Waited 45 minutes. Was not impressed.</em><br />
<a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com"><img class="alignleft" style="display:block;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;margin:0 auto 10px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>3. What&#8217;s the longest time that you&#8217;ve waited to have sex the first time with someone? Tell us why you waited.<br />
<em>With Andrew. He was my first serious boyfriend. Made him wait 20 months before we had sex. Then he got jealous when Husband and I had sex after only being together for 3 weeks.</em><br />
4. What&#8217;s the longest time that you&#8217;ve not gone out on the town? Tell us when and what happened.<br />
<em>That&#8217;d be currently. I haven&#8217;t been out on the town for a good year or so. Always something else to do. Or I&#8217;m just too tired.</em><br />
5. What&#8217;s the longest time that you&#8217;ve worked without a break. Tell us what your job was and why did it happen.<br />
<em>At my last job. Worked in a show store, Rubino&#8217;s, where they did not allow breaks on Saturdays. Opened from 9-5, but we weren&#8217;t allowed having lunch, simply because we were too busy. (Load of BS, that one!) It&#8217;s amazing that even though at my current place of work we are busier than I&#8217;ve ever been at the shoe store, yet they always make sure we get to eat. Longest work week without a break would be at the smae shoe store, when I was scheduled 10 days in a row. When I made it known that I did not appreciate that, she told me to find another job if I didn&#8217;t like it. So I did. </em><br />
6. What&#8217;s the longest time that you&#8217;ve not posted on your blog? Tell us when and why.<br />
<em>Recently. Been awhile since I&#8217;ve made an actual post. No point if I haven&#8217;t anything nice to say.</em><br />
7. What&#8217;s the longest time that you&#8217;ve been on the computer? Tell us what you were doing.<br />
<em>When I got a new computer game from Husband&#8230;played at least 12 hours straight. </em><br />
8. What&#8217;s the longest time that you&#8217;ve waited for a friend? Tell us when and what happened.<br />
<em>I&#8217;m sure there was a situation that I waited, just can&#8217;t recall.</em><br />
9. What&#8217;s the longest time that you&#8217;ve gone without food? Tell us when and why.<br />
<em>Prolly no more than a day. I like my food. It&#8217;s a deep love.</em></p>
<br />  <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gocomments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/comments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godelicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/delicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gofacebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/facebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gotwitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/twitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gostumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/stumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godigg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/digg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/goreddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/reddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/375/" /></a> <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=375&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/15/the-longest-time/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://1.gravatar.com/avatar/789087bf274d83d2fb5b1d3cec8e9b0b?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">Annica</media:title>
		</media:content>

		<media:content url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IMCsoHEmcok/SMLfxDp_ADI/AAAAAAAAegw/SR7ugXNeROQ/s200/sat9logo.jpg" medium="image" />
	</item>
		<item>
		<title>Now vs. Then Meme</title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/09/now-vs-then-meme/</link>
		<comments>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/09/now-vs-then-meme/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 13:21:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Annica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Meme]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Stealing Sundays]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Writing Prompts]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?p=372</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been a rather long time since I last posted anything, mainly because I haven&#8217;t had anything nice or interesting, really, to say. The only reason I&#8217;m even posting today is because this Sundays&#8217; Stealing meme looks too good not to fill out. So, without further rambling; Then: August 1999 1. Age: 14 years old. 2. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=372&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;">It&#8217;s been a rather long time since I last posted anything, mainly because I haven&#8217;t had anything nice or interesting, really, to say. The only reason I&#8217;m even posting today is because this Sundays&#8217; Stealing meme looks too good not to fill out. So, without further rambling;</p>
<h3 style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#008080;">Then: August 1999</span></h3>
<p style="text-align:justify;">1. Age: <em><span style="color:#008080;">14 years old. </span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">2. Romantic Status: <em><span style="color:#008080;">I was single. </span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">3. Occupation: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Babysitting.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">4. Fun night out: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Prolly be shopping, or seeing a movie with my friends.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">5. My BFFs: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Grade nine would have me friends with Amy, Steph, Amanda, Jen. </span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">6. I spent way too much time: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Out, as my mother would complain.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">7. I spent not enough time: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Having quality time with my family.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">8. I wanted to be when I grew up: <em><span style="color:#008080;">A pathologist.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">9. Biggest concern: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Boys.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">10. What my biggest concern should have been: <em><span style="color:#008080;">I was actually doing quite well in school, so I really hadn&#8217;t any concerns.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">11. Where did I live: <em><span style="color:#008080;">On the same street that I been living on since I was 4.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">12. Dumbest thing I did that year: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Got my friend to ask out a guy, instead of manning up and doing it myself. </span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">13. If I could go back now and talk to myself I would say: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Have confidence in yourself&#8230;most find that to be the most attractive.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">14. Picture of me then: <em><span style="color:#008080;">I&#8217;ll see if I can&#8217;t get my scanner to work.</span></em></p>
<h3 style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#008080;">Now: August 2009</span></h3>
<p style="text-align:justify;">1. Age: <em><span style="color:#008080;">24 years old.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">2. Romantic Status:<span style="color:#008080;"> <em>Married.</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">3. Occupation: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Head cashier.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">4. Fun night out: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Still with friends.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">5. My BFFs: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Would be my husband&#8230;yeah, yeah corny.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">6. I spend way too much time:<em> <span style="color:#008080;">On my ass.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">7. I spend not enough time:<em> <span style="color:#008080;">Going out.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">8. I want to be when I grow up:<em> <span style="color:#008080;">Still want to be a pathologist.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">9. Biggest concern: <em><span style="color:#008080;">The usual&#8230;finances.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">10. What my biggest concern should be: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Finances.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">11. Where do I live:<em> <span style="color:#008080;">In an apartment 3 cities over from where I grew up.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">12. Dumbest thing I have done this year:<span style="color:#008080;"> <em>Not getting eloped.</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">13. What I think I would say to myself in 10 years: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Enjoy your twenties, and keep up with the confidence.</span></em></p>
<h3 style="text-align:justify;"><span style="color:#008080;">Summary:</span></h3>
<p style="text-align:justify;">1. What do I miss most from 1999: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Dorky of me to say, but I miss high school.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">2. What do I miss least from 1999: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Certain people from high school.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">3. What have I accomplished in 10 years that I am most proud of: <em><span style="color:#008080;">Becoming more confident in myself. I still have my moments of uncertainty, but overall I am happier with myself.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">4. What have I NOT accomplished in 10 years that I wish I had:<em>  <span style="color:#008080;">Finished college.</span></em></p>
<br />  <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gocomments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/comments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godelicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/delicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gofacebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/facebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gotwitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/twitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gostumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/stumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godigg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/digg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/goreddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/reddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/372/" /></a> <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=372&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/08/09/now-vs-then-meme/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>1</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://1.gravatar.com/avatar/789087bf274d83d2fb5b1d3cec8e9b0b?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">Annica</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title></title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/07/26/368/</link>
		<comments>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/07/26/368/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 01:31:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Annica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?p=368</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Had my sister&#8217;s baby shower today. That was fun. At least it was until I saw her smoking. The womangirl is due in a matter of weeks, and she&#8217;s still not taking anything seriously. It&#8217;s absolutely unbelievable. Yes, I full aware that she is her own person, and nothing I say or do is going [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=368&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;">Had my sister&#8217;s baby shower today. That was fun. At least it was until I saw her smoking. The <span style="text-decoration:line-through;">woman</span>girl is due in a matter of weeks, and she&#8217;s still not taking anything seriously. It&#8217;s absolutely unbelievable. Yes, I full aware that she is her own person, and nothing I say or do is going to change anything about her&#8230;but holy damn.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">I get pregnant and I give up everything. Caffeine, cat box duty (not sorry to have seen that chore go <img src='http://s1.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':P' class='wp-smiley' /> ), cold cuts&#8230;I read the bloody boxes to make sure there&#8217;s nothing in it that off limits. And for what? Bloody sod all. I miscarry. Yes, I know that I was only seven weeks on, and that these bloody things happen very frequently, but I was trying so hard. And then my sister waltz&#8217;s in, barefoot and pregnant without a care in the world. Taking everything for granted.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Now, while I would never wish harm on anyone, much less a loved one&#8230;this has gotten me frustrated.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">I thought I had gotten over it. And for the most part I have. I mean, I haven&#8217;t any problem with my sister&#8217;s actual pregnancy. Nor with women walking by pregnant, or my niece. (She&#8217;s absolutely precious.) Just, this afternoon, it was like salt in the wound. Like fate is having a great ol&#8217; laugh at our expense. No matter how hard I try, it&#8217;s just one screw you after another.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">Everything happens for a reason. Anyway, on to today&#8217;s Unconscious Mutterings, and Sunday Stealing. Yes, my dear friends&#8230;a whole lot of memes this evening.</p>
<li>Taxman :: Purpose</li>
<li>Material :: Unneeded</li>
<li>Format :: Clean</li>
<li>File cabinet :: Storage</li>
<li>Ignore :: Energy</li>
<li>Super! :: Fine</li>
<li>Fireproof :: Safety</li>
<li>Blockbuster :: Star</li>
<li>Snooper :: Untrustworthy</li>
<li>Good will :: Few</li>
<p> </p>
<p>1. Who was your FIRST date?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">First date would have been Andrew.</span></em><br />
2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">Yup. Still occasionally gets on my nerves as well.</span></em><br />
3. What was your FIRST alcoholic drink?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">A berry flavoured drink at the bus stop. Took on sip and gave it back promptly. Stuff was kinda nasty.</span></em><br />
4. What was your FIRST job?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">At a photocopying store.</span></em><br />
5. What was your FIRST car?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">Still have yet to get it.</span></em><br />
6. Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">Not yet.</span></em><br />
7. Who was your FIRST best friend &amp; do you still talk?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">Prolly would be Stephanie. Occasionally. </span></em><br />
8. Whose wedding did you attend the FIRST time?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">First wedding I attended was my Aunts &amp; Uncles. Don&#8217;t remember a thing (I was about 6ish.) Only know I went for a photo that was taking on the church steps.</span></em><br />
9. Tell us about your FIRST roommate.<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">Went to high school together. She was the one who introduced me to my Husband.</span></em><br />
10. If you had one wish, what would it be (other than more wishes)?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">To stop thsi roller coaster. Thing goes right, two things go wrong. Then again, that&#8217;s life for you.</span></em><br />
11. What is something you would learn if you had the chance?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">A skill trade; carpentry most likely.</span></em><br />
12. Did you marry the FIRST person you were in love with?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">Nope&#8230;didn&#8217;t love Andrew the same way as I love Hubby.</span></em><br />
13. What were the first lessons you ever took and why?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">Lessons as in&#8230;The very first ones would have been in pre-school. I had been an only child up to that point, and they wanted to make sure I got along with the other kids. </span></em><br />
14. What is the first thing you do when you get home?<br />
<em><span style="color:#008080;">Get comfortable. Which usually entails me getting out of my clothes and into something less visitor friendly &#8211; like a t-shirt and a pair of sweats.</span></em></p>
<br />  <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gocomments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/comments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godelicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/delicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gofacebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/facebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gotwitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/twitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gostumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/stumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godigg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/digg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/goreddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/reddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/368/" /></a> <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=368&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/07/26/368/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://1.gravatar.com/avatar/789087bf274d83d2fb5b1d3cec8e9b0b?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">Annica</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
		<item>
		<title></title>
		<link>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/07/25/366/</link>
		<comments>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/07/25/366/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 02:37:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Annica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/?p=366</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[So much catching up to do. With all that happened, i&#8217;mjust happy to be getting back into some sort of normalcy. I&#8217;m feeling better, I have my computer back (knock on wood; knock on wood!)&#8230;everything is back. So, now that I am back, I am in such a mood to catch up with all my [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=366&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;">So much catching up to do. With all that happened, i&#8217;mjust happy to be getting back into some sort of normalcy. I&#8217;m feeling better, I have my computer back (knock on wood; knock on wood!)&#8230;everything is back.</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;">So, now that I am back, I am in such a mood to catch up with all my missed memes. Better late then never, right?</p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><a href="http://samanthasaturday9.blogspot.com/"><strong>Saturday 9: Fast Car</strong></a></p>
<p>1. What’s the furthest trip you’ve taken by automobile?<br />
<em><span style="color:#666699;">That would have to be the trip that I took to Toronto with Hubby to see NIN for our anniversary.</span></em><br />
2. What’s the worst pick up line you&#8217;ve ever received?<br />
<em><span style="color:#666699;">&#8216;You come here often?&#8217;</span></em><br />
3. What’s the best pick up line you’ve gotten?<br />
<em><span style="color:#666699;">It wasn&#8217;t so much a pick up line; my hubby (boyfriend at the time) is never very good with emotions, like me. One night, we were in the car when a song came on and he said that it was describing exactly how I made him feel. &#8220;I&#8217;ve found out a reason for me / To change who I used to be&#8221;</span></em><br />
4. What was the last gift that you received?<br />
<em><span style="color:#666699;">That would be our wedding gifts.</span></em><br />
5. What was the last gift that you gave someone?<br />
<em><span style="color:#666699;">Hubby his wedding ring.</span></em><br />
6. Tell us about the last time you cried.<br />
<em><span style="color:#666699;">Tuesday (the 21st). I had been doing so well, when suddenly while talking to Hubby I lost it. I couldn&#8217;t help it. </span></em><br />
7. Tell us about the last time you laughed uncontrollably.<br />
<em><span style="color:#666699;">Don&#8217;t know exactly when, but I know it was prolly because of something silly Hubby was doing.</span></em><br />
8. Do you suffer road rage? What are your thoughts on it?<br />
<em><span style="color:#666699;">Don&#8217;t drive. I think it&#8217;s a waste of time; getting yourself worked up over someone else&#8217;s actions doesn&#8217;t actually make the traffic move faster, people pay more attention or get you to your destination quicker.</span></em><br />
9. What’s one of your favorite movie quotes?<br />
<em><span style="color:#666699;">None come to mind, but I&#8217;d have to say anything from Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy.</span></em></p>
<br />  <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gocomments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/comments/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godelicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/delicious/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gofacebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/facebook/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gotwitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/twitter/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/gostumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/stumble/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/godigg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/digg/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/" /></a> <a rel="nofollow" href="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/goreddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://feeds.wordpress.com/1.0/reddit/nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/366/" /></a> <img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com&amp;blog=6681663&amp;post=366&amp;subd=nostaligicwonders&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://nostaligicwonders.wordpress.com/2009/07/25/366/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
	
		<media:content url="http://1.gravatar.com/avatar/789087bf274d83d2fb5b1d3cec8e9b0b?s=96&#38;d=identicon&#38;r=G" medium="image">
			<media:title type="html">Annica</media:title>
		</media:content>
	</item>
	</channel>
</rss>
