<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923</id><updated>2011-05-20T06:33:04.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taira</title><subtitle type='html'>my life from my point of view</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-3621604831337996040</id><published>2007-10-19T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T08:03:31.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no time</title><content type='html'>I've told my friends numerous times that I do not intend to invite drama into my life and now I'm putting it down here.  I have no problem helping friends when they are really in need; that's what friends are for.  But don't create a drama and try to involve me.  I just don't have the time or inclination to participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm grateful that I'd rather live a simple, honest, yet adventurous life, rather than one filled with highschool behaviour and hidden agendas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-3621604831337996040?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3621604831337996040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3621604831337996040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-time.html' title='no time'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-1798339335563949409</id><published>2007-10-16T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T08:56:59.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>willpower at halloween</title><content type='html'>I've started dieting again today.  Last month I was fairly sucesssful in dropping a  few pounds, but I haven't been careful about what I've been eating since, so I have to do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful I have the willpower to stick with a diet when I need to.  I'm also hoping to fit cardio and crunches in everyday...there's a halloween costume I would like to look good in. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-1798339335563949409?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/1798339335563949409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/1798339335563949409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/10/willpower-at-halloween.html' title='willpower at halloween'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-627734270756495346</id><published>2007-10-14T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T12:36:41.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is good</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure how many people read this blog, but I have neglected it for waaay too long and I apologize to you and to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I would like to acknowledge how grateful I am that I have the ability to jump at an opportunity, take a chance and keep an open mind.  I can't imagine how different my life would be if I wasn't able to be spontaneous, assertive or positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank all my friends that support me in my crazy adventures.  I am really happy in the direction life has taken me and I hope that I've inspired a few people to take a chance as well. I truly believe that nothing is impossible, therefore &lt;em&gt;everything has to be possible&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know what is going to happen tomorrow...or even later today.  And when it's all said and done, I'd rather regret the things I did than the things I didn't do.  And I am going continue to life my life just that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-627734270756495346?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/627734270756495346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/627734270756495346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-is-good.html' title='life is good'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-1430232034213192952</id><published>2007-08-02T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:18:39.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daft punk</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;!! I'M GOING TO SEE DAFT PUNK ON TUESDAY !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11px;"&gt;Sorry it's been over a month since I posted anything.&lt;/span &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-1430232034213192952?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/1430232034213192952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/1430232034213192952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/08/daft-punk.html' title='daft punk'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-5871310111180299115</id><published>2007-06-27T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T06:50:40.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer vacations</title><content type='html'>I've been doing a lot of travelling this summer.  Which, of course, is part of my grand plan.  I am extremely grateful that I can afford to take the time to travel and work from a laptop.  I am also extremely grateful that I can afford these trips period.  VISA loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I am grateful that my sister has a cell phone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-5871310111180299115?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/5871310111180299115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/5871310111180299115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-vacations.html' title='summer vacations'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-6437696286117393210</id><published>2007-06-02T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T06:46:49.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to be better at this</title><content type='html'>It turns out I'm not so good at keeping a blog. I have lots of time, and still can't make regular entries. Starting today, I am going to try quite hard to make at least 3 entries a week. You can yell at me if I start to slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am grateful that I have had an amazing week. I was upgraded to the front row at the Gwen Stefani concert in Montreal. Met an interesting boy that actually used a phone to call me the next day. Landed a new web contract. And I'm headed to Ottawa to have a few bevvies on Sen's Mile this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for busy weeks and city hopping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-6437696286117393210?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/6437696286117393210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/6437696286117393210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-need-to-be-better-at-this.html' title='i need to be better at this'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-5670955267945105770</id><published>2007-05-17T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T15:20:11.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boys make me crazy</title><content type='html'>Today I am wishing that I didn't get so darn nervous talking to boys I like. Well, one boy in particular really. Why, oh why, do I need the liquid courage not to act like an idiot. Oh wait, I probably act like an idiot with liquid courage too. Dang it! I might be doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my problems aside, today I am grateful that I worked hard at the gym and went back to yoga class. I'm beginning to see my figure again and that's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also grateful that the girls in Toronto and I had a great time this past weekend. Also I bought new shoes (The new Winners on Bloor St. rocks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN:center" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RkzTkoCchNI/AAAAAAAAABY/B0HogHOSjLg/s1600-h/new-shoes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065656307061392594" style=" MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RkzTkoCchNI/AAAAAAAAABY/B0HogHOSjLg/s200/new-shoes1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RkzTpYCchOI/AAAAAAAAABg/JexhH5TF-Bk/s1600-h/new-shoes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065656388665771234" style=" MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RkzTpYCchOI/AAAAAAAAABg/JexhH5TF-Bk/s200/new-shoes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-5670955267945105770?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/5670955267945105770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/5670955267945105770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/05/boys-make-me-crazy.html' title='boys make me crazy'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RkzTkoCchNI/AAAAAAAAABY/B0HogHOSjLg/s72-c/new-shoes1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-556189459051639503</id><published>2007-04-25T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T06:38:21.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This summer is going to kick butt. I am so excited about everything that's planned. &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mother's Day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toronto for Lisa Gerrard concert&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cottage party for long weekend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gwen Stefani concert in Montreal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sens playoff game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elgin St. party for Stanley cup game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Camping party in Picton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two weeks with my sister in Calgary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Birthday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More camping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cottaging&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;San Francisco trip to meet up with Erin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daft Punk concert in Montreal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus the usual summer activites of BBQs, tennis, boating and other river fun, rollerblading, girlie golfing, summer shoe buying, and anything else my heart desires.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And let's not forget that there is going to be a baby kicking around to spoil!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love my life. I am extremely grateful to be able to live with such freedom. Thank you universe!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-556189459051639503?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/556189459051639503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/556189459051639503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-my-life.html' title='i love my life'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-3204908489400748723</id><published>2007-04-18T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T15:30:20.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that didn't last long</title><content type='html'>I think I lost my cell phone already.  What a bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-3204908489400748723?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3204908489400748723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3204908489400748723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/04/that-didnt-last-long.html' title='that didn&apos;t last long'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-2194721002148304441</id><published>2007-04-14T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T11:31:53.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new cell phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm on a roll!! The fabulous Robyni was kind enough to give me her cell phone. She got a new Blackberry and was looking to get rid of her cell....and I just happened to need a cell. The timing was perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANKS ROBYN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RiEdKM5sGhI/AAAAAAAAABI/QaiDJzMmt0M/s1600-h/me-on-cell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053352317985495570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RiEdKM5sGhI/AAAAAAAAABI/QaiDJzMmt0M/s320/me-on-cell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-2194721002148304441?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/2194721002148304441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/2194721002148304441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-cell-phone.html' title='new cell phone'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RiEdKM5sGhI/AAAAAAAAABI/QaiDJzMmt0M/s72-c/me-on-cell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-7270706849382113699</id><published>2007-04-14T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T11:24:30.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new purses</title><content type='html'>I love my new purses and I'm grateful my roommate has good taste and also that I can afford my own taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RiEb0M5sGgI/AAAAAAAAABA/MAgvbvfkvDM/s1600-h/new-purses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053350840516745730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RiEb0M5sGgI/AAAAAAAAABA/MAgvbvfkvDM/s320/new-purses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-7270706849382113699?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/7270706849382113699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/7270706849382113699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-purses.html' title='new purses'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/RiEb0M5sGgI/AAAAAAAAABA/MAgvbvfkvDM/s72-c/new-purses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-5174541702004450611</id><published>2007-03-15T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:03:34.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>springtime is here again</title><content type='html'>It's raining and I love it!! I'm a huge summertime fan and this is a step in the right direction. My open-toed shoes are coming out soon. yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am grateful that I don't have a controlling, distrusting boyfriend. Significant others that tell you what you can and can not do are disturbing and annoying, not only for you but also for your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also grateful that: &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got invited to a Box at the hockey game tonight. Thanks Anne!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My neighbours are the sweetest couple ever and let me borrow their washing machine and feed me. Thanks Nic and Alistair!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have good skin. Thanks Mom! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-5174541702004450611?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/5174541702004450611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/5174541702004450611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/03/springtime-is-here-again.html' title='springtime is here again'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-3831180844935130615</id><published>2007-03-08T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:04:29.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one sick puppy</title><content type='html'>I'm sick. It's a bad, bad cold. I'm trying hard to be grateful that it's not something more serious. At least I'm in my own bed and not in a hospital. Does anyone have a good remedy for a chapped, over-blown nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And take your vitamins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want to wish my sister a great weekend. She deserves a few days that go her way. Happy snowboarding!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-3831180844935130615?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3831180844935130615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3831180844935130615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-sick-puppy.html' title='one sick puppy'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-8267169478885645748</id><published>2007-03-03T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T10:12:18.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>geeked out and loving it</title><content type='html'>This week was ridiculous and fantastic.  Once again I was reminded you always have to look at the bright side and accept things happen for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started Monday evening when I made my 'vision board'.  After hitting the Dollar Store for a cork board, I printed off a bunch of pictures of things that I want in life.  Mostly materialistic and monetary, but that's fine by me.  I had no idea what power it would have once it was up on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/Rem05y8SfMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sanoW4oar_E/s1600-h/vision-board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/Rem05y8SfMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sanoW4oar_E/s200/vision-board.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037756563210796226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday came...played some squash, did a workout, went to work, relaxed in the evening.  A typical day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday however was not a typical day.  Putting it politely, work did not go well.   On top of having the most horrible web conference ever and dealing with email issues from hell, my pc died.  I was completely unproductive and totally freaked out.  I just wanted to go home, so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday...I was not looking forward to work.  I skipped the gym and laid in bed for as long as I could.  But when I got to work, there was a surprise for me.  My boss was going to order me a laptop.  I couldn't have been happier.  Not only had I put a picture of a laptop on my vision board (not ever 48 hours before!!), but I had been thinking about having the ability to work from home for a couple days also.  The universe listened and gave me my wish.  It was wrapped up in the worse day I've had in a while, but it was worth it, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, just when I thought the day couldn't get any better, I was invited to a fabulous dinner party at my neighbours house.  We had a delicious salmon entree with baked tomoatos and aparagus with hollandaise sauce.  And wine.  Then came the kicker.  Nicolle gave me her laptop case.  It's made to look like an oversized purse and it's red!! Perfectly girlie and stylish!  I almost cried.  It was slightly pathetic.  But I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/Rem3iy8SfNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EuazeeEOOtE/s1600-h/laptop-and-case.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/Rem3iy8SfNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/EuazeeEOOtE/s320/laptop-and-case.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037759466608688338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sooo much!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-8267169478885645748?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/8267169478885645748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/8267169478885645748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/03/getting-techie.html' title='geeked out and loving it'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/Rem05y8SfMI/AAAAAAAAAAk/sanoW4oar_E/s72-c/vision-board.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-3085449852622428847</id><published>2007-02-25T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:05:13.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the oscars are running way too long</title><content type='html'>I really wanted to see this year's Academy Awards in its entirety, but it's late and I'm tired, so I'm headed to bed. On this note, I'm grateful that I have the freedom (and good taste) to turn off the TV whenever Beyoncé sings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-3085449852622428847?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3085449852622428847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3085449852622428847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/02/oscars-are-running-way-too-long.html' title='the oscars are running way too long'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-5897783439673290163</id><published>2007-02-25T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:05:22.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cheap, crazy or drunk need not apply</title><content type='html'>I am grateful today for not being completely socially unaware, unlike some people who shall remain nameless. (And this applies to more than one person)...Get a life, stop being cheap, and stop trying to impress me by how drunk you can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also grateful that my boss fired the insane guy in the kitchen. But, if suddenly I turn up dead, blame the guy that used to work in the kitchen at the Brock. Quite seriously I'm worried he might go postal and shoot the place up. This is not a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I'm grateful that I can relax this evening with a most adorable kitten. You can see how much she loves me because she's sitting on my desk watching me type this entry. Winnie, you rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/ReFLzF3et5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/-Zq87BkK69o/s1600-h/winnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035389199497213842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/ReFLzF3et5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/-Zq87BkK69o/s320/winnie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-5897783439673290163?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/5897783439673290163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/5897783439673290163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/02/cheap-or-frugal.html' title='cheap, crazy or drunk need not apply'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O76drnx7l-c/ReFLzF3et5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/-Zq87BkK69o/s72-c/winnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-1318417709972400870</id><published>2007-02-19T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:06:12.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>money, it's a gas</title><content type='html'>I had the best weekend ever working at the Brock this weekend. I had just told my sister that people should give me money for just being me, and guess what?! People did! It was terrific. I love it when the universe listens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also worked at LBD this weekend...and put in some extra time at WoodRidge, so my weekend wasn't as much fun as others, but I love going to the bank with a deposit, so I'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I was also grateful for the free hockey tickets I got from my boyfriend, the Keystorm. Thanks boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-1318417709972400870?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/1318417709972400870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/1318417709972400870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/02/money-its-gas.html' title='money, it&apos;s a gas'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-3038504484069695065</id><published>2007-02-15T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:06:19.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's day is over</title><content type='html'>Listen to: &lt;a href="http://ia310137.us.archive.org/2/items/bbragg2000-06-06.flacf/bbragg2000-06-06d2t06_vbr.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;Valentine's Day is Over - Billy Bragg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness Valentine's Day is over. I haven't had a boyfriend in February in 5..maybe 6 years. It's depressing to be reminded of that once a year, so last night I decided to have a date with my boyfriend The Keystorm and he bought me a half-litre of a fine beaujolais-village. It was as close to a real date as I was going to get, so I tried to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In brighter news, the universe listened to me again this week. Yesterday I had to be extremely grateful for my project deadlines getting pushed back. It was a bit stressful trying to figure out how everything was going to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm grateful that I was able to get a hair appointment so quickly and that I get paid tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-3038504484069695065?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3038504484069695065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3038504484069695065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day-is-over.html' title='valentine&apos;s day is over'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-6711232696942304527</id><published>2007-02-12T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:43:30.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home again</title><content type='html'>My vacation is over. It wasn't long enough and I already miss my sister. But we had a great time and no one was badly injured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am grateful that I have the freedom to visit my sister any time I want. And I'm also grateful for the freedom to come into work late after a holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-6711232696942304527?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/6711232696942304527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/6711232696942304527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/02/home-again.html' title='home again'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-5518967861744657928</id><published>2007-02-05T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:07:01.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we can google it</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Calgary. My holiday to visit Raina for her birthday has been a blast. Wednesday we take off for Canmore and Invermere for some exciting adventures. Can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am exceptionally grateful that Kevin #392 installed Raina's cable internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-5518967861744657928?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/5518967861744657928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/5518967861744657928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/02/google-it.html' title='we can google it'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-8796499512975952101</id><published>2007-01-29T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:07:29.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>worked over</title><content type='html'>Another Monday. Some people don't like Mondays, I however don't mind them. When you work almost every day, the specific day of the week ceases to be an issue. Unless of course you watch 24 or LOST (the only 2 shows that matter), then you need to know when it's Monday and Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Monday I am grateful I had a massage and that I am using my work benefits until they run out. I am also grateful that my dinner will be popcorn and diet Coke while I watch Jack kick some butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have benefits you don't use, I'm telling you right now to hurry up and get busy using them. You can never be sure when you're going to lose them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-8796499512975952101?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/8796499512975952101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/8796499512975952101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/01/worked-over.html' title='worked over'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-3904865242907505802</id><published>2007-01-28T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:07:40.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good times</title><content type='html'>Today I am grateful that I have good friends that make sure I get home safe after dancing at shady Brockville bars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-3904865242907505802?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3904865242907505802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/3904865242907505802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-times.html' title='good times'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10729923.post-9087618787388146535</id><published>2007-01-26T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:08:02.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in the beginning</title><content type='html'>I figured it was about time to jump on the bandwagon and start a real blog. I intend this space to be a way for me to begin writing. Maybe someday I can get paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I want to acknowledge things in life I am thankful for. It's therapeutic. So let's begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am thankful that when my contact lens case fell off the bathroom counter (with the lids off and only one contact in my eye) that the remaining contact lens did not go flying on the floor. It stayed in the case, stuck to the side. I am thankful that the universe didn't want me to have a fit first thing this morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10729923-9087618787388146535?l=taira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/9087618787388146535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10729923/posts/default/9087618787388146535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://taira.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-beginning.html' title='in the beginning'/><author><name>Taira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12708049573176512462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
