<?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-5349041095965605022</id><updated>2011-09-05T08:25:40.252-04:00</updated><category term='Weight Loss'/><category term='Panera'/><category term='Cinnamon Rolls'/><title type='text'>Hula Girl at Heart</title><subtitle type='html'>Just another Skynard, Chesney, Buffett, &amp;amp; Strait listenin, SEC football lovin, bait hookin, sweet tea drinkin, flip flop wearin, dream followin, blooming wild magnolia.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1904100428957573294</id><published>2009-10-19T22:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:20:31.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Masters in Arts and Crafts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/St0c61XWCFI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PET46wfJAKs/s1600-h/DSCN3303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394499725742704722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/St0c61XWCFI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PET46wfJAKs/s320/DSCN3303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So what do you do with a Masters in Speech Language Pathology you ask. . .why make board games of course.  Tonight I couldn't get the scoop with everyone until I finished my "homework."  My little funk has really caused me to be a bit of a slacker, so I had to get busy tonight.  Side note:  Please pay no attention to the blue poster board.  It was a first draft and will be thrown in the garbage shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I have to be going. . .the dog trainer (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shhh&lt;/span&gt;. . .don't tell TD) is coming tomorrow and the house needs to not look like a teenager posing as an adult lives in it.  Off to do the dishes and clean up my homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS -- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Farmboy&lt;/span&gt; is out of town this weekend and I'm hitting up the fall festivals with my Mom.  Ahh I do love fall. . .can't wait to share with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1904100428957573294?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1904100428957573294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1904100428957573294&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1904100428957573294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1904100428957573294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/masters-in-arts-and-crafts.html' title='Masters in Arts and Crafts'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/St0c61XWCFI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PET46wfJAKs/s72-c/DSCN3303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-3656122029770548275</id><published>2009-10-17T22:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:39:00.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Shucks. . .</title><content type='html'>I just received You're a Gem! award from &lt;a href="http://http//southernandsavvy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Southern Savvy&lt;/a&gt;.This award truly is the sweetest compliment I've had since I started blogging. If you haven't stopped by Southern Savvy's part of the blog world, you should. Southern Savvy is one of the first blogs I started following (I relate so much to her!) and I'm always excited when I see updates from her on my dashboard! Plus, she is a fellow Floridian who loves the South, just like yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StqL_fIZtiI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Jjh5J_uME2k/s1600-h/you_are_a_gem_award_1%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393777426534348322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StqL_fIZtiI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Jjh5J_uME2k/s320/you_are_a_gem_award_1%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The You're a Gem! award is for the special bloggers who take the time not only to read my posts, but also leave comments, respond to comments, form blog friendships with and support others, answer blogger questions, etc. . . . the ones who are "a real gem" in the bloggy world! The bloggy world wouldn't be the same without you! The only rule for this award is to accept it, display it proudly on your blog for all the bloggy world to see your greatness, and/or pass it on to other bloggers as you see fit. So, to the following bloggers I say, "you're a gem to me" and here is your award!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm passing this award on to two bloggers, who I may or may not have, a small girl crush on:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bisforbrown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Summer&lt;/a&gt; @ B is for Brown (She shares my love of the SEC and &lt;em&gt;the dude.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//myhusbandgrowscotton.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Husband Grows Cotton&lt;/a&gt; (A fellow speechie, who also has a farmboy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again Southern Savvy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-3656122029770548275?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3656122029770548275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=3656122029770548275&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3656122029770548275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3656122029770548275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-shucks.html' title='Well Shucks. . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StqL_fIZtiI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Jjh5J_uME2k/s72-c/you_are_a_gem_award_1%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-725262098437336030</id><published>2009-10-17T22:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:54:50.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins Galore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's finally starting to feel like fall here. . .so, bring on the pumpkins! I love pumpkins in the fall. They make me happy. I love pumpkin pie, carving pumpkins, pumpkin spice lattes, the pumpkin candy corn. . .love, love, love pumpkins! Today, I kicked off the season with pumpkin-ginger muffins. They were okay, but what I'm really going for is something close to the pumpkin ginger bread I had at the Hominy Grill in Charleston. &lt;em&gt;DELICIOUS!&lt;/em&gt; So, I will continue eating and cooking my way through various versions of pumpkin-ginger bread and pass along the winner to you lovely ladies. I also want to make this pumpkin pasta that I saw Rachel Ray cook one time. I'm not sure how I'm going to feel about it, but I can't resist. I think I'm going to make it tomorrow night along with a pot of chili (just in case). I'll let you know how it goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the meantime. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StqACK0QISI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-KnX2OBdeDY/s1600-h/pumpkin+college+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393764278481199394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StqACK0QISI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-KnX2OBdeDY/s320/pumpkin+college+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pumpkin Farmboy and I carved last year (collaboratively), along with TD's pumpkin hat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Stp_xJyGiuI/AAAAAAAAAUM/pLgMHvOPiJk/s1600-h/Pumpkin_College_again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393763986145970914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Stp_xJyGiuI/AAAAAAAAAUM/pLgMHvOPiJk/s320/Pumpkin_College_again.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also carved the gator pumpkin last year (sorry B is for Brown, Carolina Girl, and Solar Powered). . .I was so proud!  As you can see in the picture in the top right, we are using a dremel tool.  We are pretty serious about pumpkin carving in these parts. ;)  The "mudflap witch" is Farmboy's.  Very classy,I know, but it mad him happy.  It's the little things in life, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Do you like carving pumpkins? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-725262098437336030?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/725262098437336030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=725262098437336030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/725262098437336030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/725262098437336030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkins-galore.html' title='Pumpkins Galore!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StqACK0QISI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-KnX2OBdeDY/s72-c/pumpkin+college+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-2155742560071842141</id><published>2009-10-17T22:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:10:27.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Want It Wednesday:  For the Love of Plaid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;When I first saw this Vineyard Vines dress I new that I must have it! Alas, it was more money than I could (was willing?) to pay. But I found an equally cute dress (I think) for a little less thanks to Old Navy. Now I know what you're thinking, they are not even close. I know. I know. But they are both plaid and adorable, and sometimes a girl has to cut some corners where she can. :) I will say this . . . my dress is blue and red, which I think looks even cuter. I am so pumped to wear this dress with some cute brown suede boots. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; fall! I also bought the shirt at the bottom from Forever 21. Forever 21 can be kind of hit and miss, and I haven't officially seen the shirt yet, but it's 100% c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;otton&lt;/span&gt;, so I figure I can't go wrong. Plus, the back of the shirt has a little feature to cinch in the waist a little. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; for emphasizing waistlines! Hope y'all are having a great Wednesday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/for_love_plaid/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=12881568"&gt;&lt;img title="For the love of plaid" height="400" alt="For the love of plaid" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFldKY3dTSTI3M2hHOW5rNlNVTW9hT3cAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/for_love_plaid/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=12881568"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For the love of plaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=694340"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hulagirlatheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; featuring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/forever21/shop?brand=Forever21&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Forever21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-2155742560071842141?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2155742560071842141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=2155742560071842141&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2155742560071842141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2155742560071842141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/want-it-wednesday-for-love-of-plaid.html' title='Want It Wednesday:  For the Love of Plaid'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-2225511057602047548</id><published>2009-10-14T09:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:08:58.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary Thing Happened Last Night. . .</title><content type='html'>Something pretty scary happened last night. . .at 11:30 my doorbell rang.  I looked out the window of the office and saw a man wearing a yellow shirt and jeans.  I thought that it might be Farmboy (I didn't get a really good look), since he had already stopped by unexpectedly once last night and had been wearing a yellow Columbia shirt and jeans.  I went to the front door, which has a huge pane of glass in the middle, and looked out.  Standing at my door was a man that I didn't recognize.  I started to panic.  Through the door, the man told me that he was a neighbor (he wasn't!) and that his car had a flat tire.  He wanted to borrow a pump to inflate the tire.  Being caught off gaurd I yelled something about I couldn't help him because I was alone. . .STUPID STUPID STUPID.  It was really uncomfortable because we were literally having a conversation through the glass, and he could see into my house.  He could also see how big my visious dog was.  I love TD, but scary he is not.  After I said no, the man said he was sorry to have bothered me and left.  But it gets creepier.  I called my parents, my dad is ex-law enforcement, and told them what happened.  They told me to call the police department.  The dispatcher said I was the only person to call, but they would send someone to look around the neighborhood.  I don't know if she was trying to make me feel better, but her comment only made things worse.  So I proceded to lock myself in my room with my gun (I'm a country girl and a deputy's daughter. . .I pack heat. . .haha) prepared to shoot at anything that came through that door.  My parents came by the house.  It took them only 15 minutes to get to there, and they said that there was no car, no guy, no nothing.   I had already looked myself, through the window, and saw no sign of a car either.  This whole thing just creeps me out.  When my dad called the police department again, they said that one other report had come in, but still. . .little too creepy for comfort.  Where was his car?  Why did he say he was a neighbor?  I stayed at my parents last night and I'm a little worried about being home tonight.  Guess I'll just hang out with my buddies Smith and Wesson. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-2225511057602047548?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2225511057602047548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=2225511057602047548&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2225511057602047548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2225511057602047548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/scary-thing-happened-last-night.html' title='Scary Thing Happened Last Night. . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-7774836596011404360</id><published>2009-10-12T21:01:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:59:36.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StT3Rmj5qgI/AAAAAAAAATs/JdcC8benUXo/s1600-h/bestblog_award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392206535650290178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StT3Rmj5qgI/AAAAAAAAATs/JdcC8benUXo/s320/bestblog_award.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's not Friday, but it's been a crazy weekend! As mentioned previously, I got a blog award from one of my favorite new followers, &lt;a href="http://ks-waiting.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen Sara&lt;/a&gt;. If you haven't checked her out yet, you should. She is super sweet, and I love the post she did on fall inspired fashion. . .I'm swooning (despite the 85 degree weather here in beautiful FLA). I am supposed to give it 15 of my new bloggy friends, but I love you all and it's so hard to choose. So, because I'm a rebel without a cause, I want all of my 32 followers to take the award. Just take a moment to check out at least one of my followers and &lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;guarantee&lt;/em&gt; (speaking in my best Cajun chef voice) you will not be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised I'm including some pictures of the house. . .be gentle. . .it's a work in progress. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StUEDLFlA5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/JFrwdqdZBUc/s1600-h/House.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392220581408342930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StUEDLFlA5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/JFrwdqdZBUc/s320/House.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmboy finally planted my trees!  The house could use a little more landscaping, but it's a great start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StUECgG79zI/AAAAAAAAAT8/7xZnStFDIqM/s1600-h/trees+flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392220569871316786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StUECgG79zI/AAAAAAAAAT8/7xZnStFDIqM/s320/trees+flag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He planted two Magnolias at the entrance and a St. Luke's Plum near the corner of the house.  I'm thinking about two more, so there would be one at each of the three windows, but my mom's worried it will crowd the yard.  And of course no house is a home without a Gator flag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StUDxAgQ-8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/SZbvd0GBmMI/s1600-h/Curtains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392220269329841090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StUDxAgQ-8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/SZbvd0GBmMI/s320/Curtains.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I finally got curtains up. . .yay!  I don't mean to brag, but I installed the tie backs by myself. haha.  The curtains are made of a linen-like material and I just love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few other things I've done that I can't wait to share, but the couch is calling my name.  More to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-7774836596011404360?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7774836596011404360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=7774836596011404360&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7774836596011404360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7774836596011404360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/well-its-not-friday-but-its-been-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/StT3Rmj5qgI/AAAAAAAAATs/JdcC8benUXo/s72-c/bestblog_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-2418177445955722790</id><published>2009-10-08T20:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T21:08:02.525-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeyore Kinda Month</title><content type='html'>Ladies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry that I haven't been keeping up with the blog and my bloggy friends like I should. I have to be honest though, I've been feeling a little blue lately and mama always said "if you don't have anything nice to say. . ." Honestly I have nothing to complain about really. I have my health, job security, and of course my wonderful, family and friends. But the green monster of jealousy has reared it's ugly head and I've been feeling a little blue about not having a rock on this finger. . .I don't know where this feeling has come from, but I can't shake it. It's also been weird adjusting to being a "grown-up." I go to work, I come home, do nothing, go to bed, repeat. If I have a big night out it's with my parents . . .woohoo! Farmboy is a workaholic, so I only see him on the weekends and am lucky if I get a ten minute phone conversation at night ::sigh::.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough complaining. . .I've done some updates to the house that I will show everyone, I'm starting on a diet tomorrow (because I'm getting larger by the day!), I'm planning my friends baby shower, and am going to be a bridesmaid in February. I promise to give more peppy updates soon. I also received a blog award from a new follower, which I am pumped about (!) and will share tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-2418177445955722790?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2418177445955722790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=2418177445955722790&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2418177445955722790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2418177445955722790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/eeyore-kinda-month.html' title='Eeyore Kinda Month'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-721808058929266269</id><published>2009-09-05T12:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:18:43.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Day . . .Yay!!!</title><content type='html'>The other post was so whiny I couldn't even put the the two topics together! It's game day!!!! UF will kick off at 7 against Charleston Southern. . .now ladies. . .you've heard me say wonderful things about Charleston, but we are just going to have to put that aside for about 4 quarters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. . .for you're viewing pleasure. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SqKOdOHpskI/AAAAAAAAATk/vze4K_sXkcU/s1600-h/00002f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378017537691333186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SqKOdOHpskI/AAAAAAAAATk/vze4K_sXkcU/s320/00002f.jpg" border="0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-721808058929266269?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/721808058929266269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=721808058929266269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/721808058929266269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/721808058929266269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/game-day-yay.html' title='Game Day . . .Yay!!!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-6013467518239471742</id><published>2009-09-05T11:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:10:31.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More about the new job. . .a little less peppy.</title><content type='html'>Sorry I was absent this week. . .work has been a little bumpy and I've been exhausted. Basically I am now working at three schools now! At one, I have an AMAZING co-worker who is always there to help me or let me know that I'm doing great and give reminders that everyone needs help in the beginning. At the second school my co-worker is the pits! I am really not sure if it's a cultural problem, but there is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; some friction. She treats me like she's my supervisor and feeds me minimal information about what she has already done and things that still need to be done for the kids and paperwork. She doesn't seem to like working in the schools (to put it lightly) and told me about the amazing job she had in North Carolina. . .blah blah blah. You guessed it! She's not leaving! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grrrr&lt;/span&gt;. . .I may be though. She has a small caseload and doesn't really need help. I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; the school, but she just makes me miserable. At the third school I am all by myself!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; for some autonomy! Everyone has been so amazing though! Our director at the school board is not so wonderful, but the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SLPs&lt;/span&gt; have really picked up the slack. SERIOUSLY. Everyone has given me theirs numbers "with don't hesitate to call if you need anything" comments. . .some are even going to bat for me with the director with regard to my schedule. It's a little more complicated than y'all want to read about, but they've had difficulty keeping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SLPs&lt;/span&gt; on and it's most likely due to the antics like the ones they are pulling with me!  But, despite all of this I still really enjoy the job and I know it will all settle down eventually!  Thanks for all your wonderful comments and . . .is it winter break yet?  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-6013467518239471742?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6013467518239471742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=6013467518239471742&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/6013467518239471742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/6013467518239471742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/sorry-i-was-absent-this-week.html' title='More about the new job. . .a little less peppy.'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-4072930204914610723</id><published>2009-08-27T17:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:51:34.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Farmer's Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb_g3Go0yI/AAAAAAAAATc/zp5GuQ5r0zU/s1600-h/DSCN3053.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love farmer's markets, so naturally I had to check out the farmer's market at Marion Square in Charleston. There were several vendors who sold everything from fresh crepes and doughnuts, to art, to produce and other farm goods. If you are ever in Charleston it is definitely a must see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb8VHqI9KI/AAAAAAAAASs/ruDQH8_Vv7g/s1600-h/DSCN3091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374760645076513954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb8VHqI9KI/AAAAAAAAASs/ruDQH8_Vv7g/s320/DSCN3091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb83gVPyyI/AAAAAAAAATM/ca_10lDfvLo/s1600-h/DSCN3094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374761235815320354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb83gVPyyI/AAAAAAAAATM/ca_10lDfvLo/s320/DSCN3094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb83NlL2hI/AAAAAAAAATE/kfiRwm8W0sw/s1600-h/DSCN3097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374761230781897234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb83NlL2hI/AAAAAAAAATE/kfiRwm8W0sw/s320/DSCN3097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb82iJkq_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/vPtlfdQ9k1c/s1600-h/DSCN3095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374761219123358706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb82iJkq_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/vPtlfdQ9k1c/s320/DSCN3095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb82DQznnI/AAAAAAAAAS0/u2NTO_p4TFQ/s1600-h/DSCN3098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374761210832199282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb82DQznnI/AAAAAAAAAS0/u2NTO_p4TFQ/s320/DSCN3098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5349041095965605022-4072930204914610723?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4072930204914610723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=4072930204914610723&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4072930204914610723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4072930204914610723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-farmers-market.html' title='Another Farmer&apos;s Market'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Spb8VHqI9KI/AAAAAAAAASs/ruDQH8_Vv7g/s72-c/DSCN3091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-2994309084480061830</id><published>2009-08-26T15:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:00:01.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Want It Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SpSAqFYjb5I/AAAAAAAAASk/6t5LHAUbdcM/s1600-h/tory.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374061715847868306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SpSAqFYjb5I/AAAAAAAAASk/6t5LHAUbdcM/s320/tory.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has anyone in blogger land worn the Tory Burch flats with the elastic backs? Are they comfy? My heels really took a beating my first day on the job, and now I'm on a mission to find cute flats that don't hurt my feet, specifically my heels. They seem a little pricey, but I'm willing to pay the price for something that says "I'm a responsible professional and my feet don't hurt!" Seriously. . .I got called out. . .someone asked me why I was "walking funny" and I had to admit that my grown-up shoes gave me blisters. Sorry. . .this was supposed to be less about me. . .hehe. . .I promise. . .something fun tomorrow. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-2994309084480061830?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2994309084480061830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=2994309084480061830&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2994309084480061830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2994309084480061830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/simple-want-it-wednesday.html' title='A Simple Want It Wednesday'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SpSAqFYjb5I/AAAAAAAAASk/6t5LHAUbdcM/s72-c/tory.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-7116510056981567285</id><published>2009-08-25T17:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:13:09.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two:  The Big Girl Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SpR9mqnjarI/AAAAAAAAASc/4EX3PeT0hOU/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374058358588533426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SpR9mqnjarI/AAAAAAAAASc/4EX3PeT0hOU/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day two at the big girl job is finished. . .whew! Yesterday was great, but I'm dragging a little today. I'm hoping to get a second wind soon. I cannot just come home and poop out. . .I refuse! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, FYI, after taking some great advice from you lovely ladies I came up with some really cute work outfits. I tried to stick with basics: black and khaki pants and a few basic colored capris. Then I bought some really cute little tops from Gap (examples pictured above). The shopping gods were definitely smiling on me that day too, because &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; shirt I bought was half off!!! Anyway, short story long, I show up and. . .how should I put this delicately? I felt a little overdressed. Both schools are SUPER casual. At one school I am allowed to wear jeans -- whenever I want! And, my supervisor encouraged me to wear sneakers or flip flops so my feet didn't hurt so much on Thursday. I just don't think I can wear flip flops to work though. . .not really okay to me. . .but I guess this really takes the pressure off. Today I went to a new school (I work at two schools). I am not kidding you. . .I didn't see a single person wearing "real" shoes. . . all sandals (and one pair of heels -- she looked &lt;em&gt;super&lt;/em&gt; cute!). I'm just still stunned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also happy to report. . .sorry it's post all about me day. . .that everyone I've been working with thus far has been AMAZING! Everyone is so sweet and helpful. This is such a big change from my last externship where asking questions was forbidden. Other SLPs called to check in and make sure my first day was okay and to make sure I didn't have any questions or wasn't in the process of a meltdown, which I guess has happened(?). I am really so grateful to have these people. I think its going to be a touch year for me. . .think baptism by fire. . .but I definitely seem to have a support system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Less about me tomorrow. xo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-7116510056981567285?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7116510056981567285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=7116510056981567285&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7116510056981567285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7116510056981567285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-two-big-girl-job.html' title='Day Two:  The Big Girl Job'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SpR9mqnjarI/AAAAAAAAASc/4EX3PeT0hOU/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8520999180232674417</id><published>2009-08-24T19:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:52:02.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues. . .Kinda. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SpMnHOBRjqI/AAAAAAAAASU/KxlxjteWRu0/s1600-h/DSCN3278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373681785359142562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SpMnHOBRjqI/AAAAAAAAASU/KxlxjteWRu0/s320/DSCN3278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I made the must delicious cake this weekend. Farmboy was thumbing through my Blue Willow Inn cookbook, which he loves to do, and came across Blueberry-Banana-Pecan Nut Cake. After drooling over it for what seemed like an eternity, he finally decided to turn in for his mid-afternoon nap. While I was wiping the drool from the page I was looking over the ingredients and little blurb about the cake. It sounded really yummy. I decided to make the cake. . .well because I could. It was Sunday afternoon, I didn't have any homework, and nothing to really prepare (how amazing is that!??!). I ran to the store, got a few things, and preceded to bake. Let me tell you ladies. . .it is so delicious! It said to make blueberry sauce to go with it, but I just used butter since it is basically a banana nut bread with blueberries. I highly recommend you try it ASAP. :) Hope everyone had an uneventful Monday. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blueberry-Banana-Pecan Nut Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup fresh or frozen blueberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 1/2 cups (3 sticks) butter, softened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 1/12 cups granulated sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 large ripe bananas, mashed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 (14 ounce) container sour cream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 cups all purpose flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 teaspoon baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/8 teaspoon salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cup chopped pecans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Preheat the oven to 375 degrees. Rinse and drain blueberries. In mixing bowl beat the butter and sugar. Add the eggs one at a time, mixing well with each addition. Add the bananas and sour cream. Mix well. In a bowl combine the flour, baking soda, baking powder, and salt. Add this a little at a time to the butter mixture. Mix well. Fold the blueberries and the pecans into to batter. If using frozen blueberries, dust them with a small amount of flour before adding the batter. Pour into two greased and floured 9 inch loaf pans. Bake for 45 to 55 minutes or until a toothpick inserted in the middle comes out clean. Set out to cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-8520999180232674417?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8520999180232674417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8520999180232674417&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8520999180232674417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8520999180232674417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/monday-blues-kinda.html' title='Monday Blues. . .Kinda. . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SpMnHOBRjqI/AAAAAAAAASU/KxlxjteWRu0/s72-c/DSCN3278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-687404081420059151</id><published>2009-08-20T21:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:48:02.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Middelton Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As promised. . .I am finally posting pictures of Charleston. Sorry it took so long, I've just been in a bit of a funk this week. You should see my kitchen. . .whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36rzwIj7I/AAAAAAAAASM/ocMmxDDe1pk/s1600-h/DSCN3154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372225561056284594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36rzwIj7I/AAAAAAAAASM/ocMmxDDe1pk/s320/DSCN3154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I fell in love with all the old oaks in Charleston. . .they said that this one is likely to be as old or older than the angel oak, but that they can't prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36rbzSQUI/AAAAAAAAASE/1hmZMaf9X-c/s1600-h/DSCN3142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372225554627051842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36rbzSQUI/AAAAAAAAASE/1hmZMaf9X-c/s320/DSCN3142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36RMWug5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/2MMBK8zcg_o/s1600-h/DSCN3210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372225103804138386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36RMWug5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/2MMBK8zcg_o/s320/DSCN3210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36Q21HOOI/AAAAAAAAAR0/j4Dk8VQyTPM/s1600-h/DSCN3201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372225098026006754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36Q21HOOI/AAAAAAAAAR0/j4Dk8VQyTPM/s320/DSCN3201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also fell in love with the architecture in Charleston. I especially loved all of the window and window boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36QRfAZ8I/AAAAAAAAARs/An5dvcMA0xA/s1600-h/DSCN3214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372225088001173442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36QRfAZ8I/AAAAAAAAARs/An5dvcMA0xA/s320/DSCN3214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36P9IHe7I/AAAAAAAAARk/TmxOH3YDTsY/s1600-h/DSCN3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372225082536459186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36P9IHe7I/AAAAAAAAARk/TmxOH3YDTsY/s320/DSCN3209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spring house. The second story was supposed to be a billiards room, but the misses vetoed that plan, thus making this building the plantation chapel. I love stories like this. . .we always get our way don't we? hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-687404081420059151?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/687404081420059151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=687404081420059151&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/687404081420059151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/687404081420059151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/middelton-place.html' title='Middelton Place'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/So36rzwIj7I/AAAAAAAAASM/ocMmxDDe1pk/s72-c/DSCN3154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-151354443051256061</id><published>2009-08-19T21:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:00:03.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Favorite Author</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoyrW_CFWWI/AAAAAAAAARU/XIo68euwGe0/s1600-h/YSR4039-2T.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just started reading &lt;em&gt;Bless Your Heart Tramp and Other Southern Endearments &lt;/em&gt;last night. . .hilarious! I am already half way through! The book consists of a series of short articles on different categories including &lt;em&gt;The Home&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The South&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;Everywhere Else&lt;/em&gt;. I literally laughed out loud a few times! My absolute favorites were  &lt;em&gt;Revenge of the Amish Friendship Bread&lt;/em&gt;,  &lt;em&gt;If He's So Sick Why Am I So Tired&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;Mama Celia's Marriage Tips.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celia Rivenbark is one funny gal. And if you order from Amazon you will get the best "Amazon Recommends" e-mails ever. In fact, the e-mails alone are reason enough to purchase the book. Last week Amazon recommended &lt;em&gt;You Can't Drink All Day If You Don't Start in the Morning&lt;/em&gt;. I thought this was a perfect recommendation and planned accordingly in Charleston. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a wonderful week! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoyrhHLiAAI/AAAAAAAAARc/y50zJ6GQE2k/s1600-h/41uFNb3E4XL__SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371857040897605634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoyrhHLiAAI/AAAAAAAAARc/y50zJ6GQE2k/s320/41uFNb3E4XL__SL500_AA240_.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/5349041095965605022-151354443051256061?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/151354443051256061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=151354443051256061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/151354443051256061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/151354443051256061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-new-favorite-author.html' title='My New Favorite Author'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoyrhHLiAAI/AAAAAAAAARc/y50zJ6GQE2k/s72-c/41uFNb3E4XL__SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-4456995204311824285</id><published>2009-08-18T15:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:28:12.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you wear to work?</title><content type='html'>I am back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Charleston&lt;/span&gt; and officially a licensed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SLP&lt;/span&gt; in the state of Florida.  Yippee!  I spoke with my employer and found out that I will have an "orientation" thingy on Friday at one of the schools I will be working at.  Monday will bring the first day of school, but here's the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;. . .what do I wear?  Not to sound naive, but I have been in school for the past six years and I really don't know what to wear to work.  I have worked in various places, but have been allowed to look my age if you know what a I mean (read: poor young college-aged student).  I have also worked in our clinic at the University. . .but that was very strict.  Black dress pants and blouses with closed toe flats.  PERIOD.  What do you wear to work?  What do teachers wear to work?  Ladies I need some feedback on cute work outfits. . . I really don't want to look like a frumpy school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;marm&lt;/span&gt;.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS  -- Pictures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Charleston&lt;/span&gt; to follow shortly.  &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-4456995204311824285?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4456995204311824285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=4456995204311824285&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4456995204311824285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4456995204311824285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-you-wear-to-work.html' title='What do you wear to work?'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5917950547378298507</id><published>2009-08-12T15:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:04:15.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>PS</title><content type='html'>How could I forget to mention. . . if you go to the &lt;a href="http://www.dixiepatches.com/"&gt;dixiePatches&lt;/a&gt; website and join their mailing list, they will send you a little something. Enjoy y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-5917950547378298507?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5917950547378298507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5917950547378298507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5917950547378298507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5917950547378298507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/ps.html' title='PS'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-3967575056208656902</id><published>2009-08-12T13:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:36:49.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Want It Wednesday &amp; A Little Love</title><content type='html'>Have you ever read the &lt;a href="http://thelovelist.net/"&gt;Love List&lt;/a&gt;?  If not, it is definitely a must read.  Jessica Condatore is the author of this delightful blog that addresses all things Southern.  If you reside above the Mason Dixon line no worries darlin'. . .her blog addresses etiquette, fashion, decor, and all the other things that girls love to read and indulge in.   Recently, Jessica did a &lt;a href="http://http//thelovelist.net/2009/08/dixiepatches-quality-goods-for.html"&gt;review of dixiePatches&lt;/a&gt;, a wonderful new Southern company that focuses on the traditions of the south with a unique perspective and flair.  If you love Southern Proper, you are going to love dixiePatches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among my favorites were the seersucker hankies for the dP pup.  I just can' stop thinking about how handsome TD would look in seersucker or madras.  I'm also loving their seersucker headbands, which come in Florida blue (. . .and. . .::cough cough:: Louisiana Yellow, Georgia Red. . . .you get the idea. . .)  SIDENOTE:  Football is just around the corner!!!!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoMHeQ75R4I/AAAAAAAAARM/Jo8zCmw75NQ/s1600-h/fabric+dixie+patches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369143397279418242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoMHeQ75R4I/AAAAAAAAARM/Jo8zCmw75NQ/s320/fabric+dixie+patches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also have the most adorable sterling silver designs.  I have completely fallen in love with the okra earrings and magnolia cross.  Someone has a birthday coming up and is definitely considering sending an anonymous tip to a certain Farmboy.  Is that wrong?  :)  And last but not least, Grandmas spoon ring.  I have always been a sucker for spoon rings and this one is no exception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoMHVZUeTzI/AAAAAAAAARE/-ASh9TDNOyE/s1600-h/silver+dixie+patches.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369143244911169330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoMHVZUeTzI/AAAAAAAAARE/-ASh9TDNOyE/s320/silver+dixie+patches.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Hope everyone is having a great week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-3967575056208656902?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3967575056208656902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=3967575056208656902&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3967575056208656902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3967575056208656902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/want-it-wednesday-little-love.html' title='Want It Wednesday &amp; A Little Love'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoMHeQ75R4I/AAAAAAAAARM/Jo8zCmw75NQ/s72-c/fabric+dixie+patches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-2439292413580819795</id><published>2009-08-10T22:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:39:05.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Charleston Bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoDZhSh5B9I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tNNkL5YoMaQ/s1600-h/slp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368529921758529490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoDZhSh5B9I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tNNkL5YoMaQ/s320/slp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Saturday was the big day! I am officially a graduate! By far one of the best days of my life! There were no tears, just pictures filled with goofy grins! I am so pumped to finally be a big girl (we'll see if my tune changes once I have to start work. . .hehe).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In honor of my momentous accomplishment, I'm headed to Charleston. I am pumped! I have never been and cannot wait for Friday. I know Thursday I won't be able to sleep! I've heard the cola cake at Jestines is a must and that I need to see at least one plantation (Drayton and Middleton came highly recommended). I've also heard that Magnolia's, Jim and Nick's, and Hominy Grill are musts. On my to do list is King street and the pineapple fountain. Anymore recommendations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone had a fabulous Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-2439292413580819795?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2439292413580819795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=2439292413580819795&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2439292413580819795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2439292413580819795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/charleston-bound.html' title='Charleston Bound'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SoDZhSh5B9I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tNNkL5YoMaQ/s72-c/slp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-7403580483201068698</id><published>2009-08-04T22:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T22:59:59.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Random Confession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Snj1flIRclI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yO0-jROLfaE/s1600-h/Picture+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366308878903505490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Snj1flIRclI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yO0-jROLfaE/s320/Picture+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading a cute little blog, &lt;a href="http://millarwoman.blogspot.com/"&gt;Solar Powered&lt;/a&gt;, and I read her vow about her dog. . .I could have written that post. . .it's me. . .it's us. TD has been with me for the last 3 1/2 years. He has graduated from the University of Florida with me and is now about to receive his masters from the University of South Florida. We have been through a bad break-up, 4 national championships (we bleed orange and blue) and 3 new homes. We've seen friends come and go and said goodbye to one of my favorite people in the whole world, my grandfather. Through it all he is the only person in my life who has shown me unconditional love and is &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; happy to see me. I love this dog. He goes everywhere with me. Seriously. Farmboy's parents call him my mascot, my parents refer to him as their grandson, and when he is not with me people ask where he is. Farmboy lived in his frat house for the first ~6 months of our relationship and those boys became very familiar with TD. I even asked a few of the "responsible" ones to babysit. TD is very high maintenance as he has severe separation anxiety and cannot be left alone. If left alone, he will bark the entire time -- I know this because I've recorded him, just to see if he truly did bark the ENTIRE time. &lt;strong&gt;He did.&lt;/strong&gt; He has escaped from more than one crate, on more than one occasion, which the interior doors and carpet of my apartments paid for. But despite all of this, he is irreplaceable. I love TD. He is my "training wheels" for mommyhood. TD has a stroller so that he can run errands with me (it's a little embarrassing I'm not going to lie), he goes to daycare (because I can't take him to work and let's face it. . .mommy need a little alone time every once in a while), and loves to go (anywhere and in anything). Insulting my dog is grounds for serious reassessment of our relationship. . .and that's not just talk. . .I stopped dating a guy once because he told me he didn't like my dog. Short story long, I love this dog. A TON. Enough to look like dork pushing him in his stroller and dragging him to a frat house. . .he's my best friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-7403580483201068698?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7403580483201068698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=7403580483201068698&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7403580483201068698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7403580483201068698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-confession.html' title='A Random Confession'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Snj1flIRclI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yO0-jROLfaE/s72-c/Picture+212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-216726512711403108</id><published>2009-08-03T00:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:14:27.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wonderful B is for Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bisforbrown.blogspot.com/"&gt;B is for Brown&lt;/a&gt; is hosting a great giveaway.  (We're talking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lacoste&lt;/span&gt; towel and cupcake flavored floss great.) Check out her blog. She's the best.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Truly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnZjqJtuVfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/z-4DlsmpcCc/s1600-h/summer%27s_giveaway_005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365585581871879666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnZjqJtuVfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/z-4DlsmpcCc/s320/summer%27s_giveaway_005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-216726512711403108?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/216726512711403108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=216726512711403108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/216726512711403108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/216726512711403108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/wonderful-b-is-for-brown.html' title='The Wonderful B is for Brown'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnZjqJtuVfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/z-4DlsmpcCc/s72-c/summer%27s_giveaway_005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-3368567292972125131</id><published>2009-07-31T15:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:05:51.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Random Thought Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Regardless of your political affiliation, I'm curious. . .Do you really think the President of the United States really drinks Bud Light? The only people I know who drink Bud Light are white, middle aged and watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NASCAR&lt;/span&gt;. What do you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnNOXPwyzAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/N95vTAMNWxU/s1600-h/beer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364717742403537922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnNOXPwyzAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/N95vTAMNWxU/s320/beer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Photo obtained from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SwampPolitics&lt;/span&gt;.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swamppolitics.com/news/politics/blog/2009/07/beers_without_borders_swamp_ta.html&amp;amp;usg=__FGXDkTJb8NlRWlayMC8arehOad8=&amp;amp;h=430&amp;amp;w=339&amp;amp;sz=34&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=11&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=tVzavj8Qn4POcM:&amp;amp;tbnh=126&amp;amp;tbnw=99&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dobama%2Bbeer%2Bsummit%26hl%3Den%26rlz%3D1G1GGLQ_ENUS248%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.swamppolitics.com/news/politics/blog/2009/07/beers_without_borders_swamp_ta.html&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;usg&lt;/span&gt;=__&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FGXDkTJb&lt;/span&gt;8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NlRWlayMC&lt;/span&gt;8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;arehOad&lt;/span&gt;8=&amp;amp;h=430&amp;amp;w=339&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sz&lt;/span&gt;=34&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hl&lt;/span&gt;=en&amp;amp;start=11&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tbnid&lt;/span&gt;=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tVzavj&lt;/span&gt;8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Qn&lt;/span&gt;4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;POcM&lt;/span&gt;:&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tbnh&lt;/span&gt;=126&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tbnw&lt;/span&gt;=99&amp;amp;prev=/images%3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Fq&lt;/span&gt;%3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Dobama&lt;/span&gt;%2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Bbeer&lt;/span&gt;%2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bsummit&lt;/span&gt;%26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hl&lt;/span&gt;%3Den%26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;rlz&lt;/span&gt;%3D1G1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;GGLQ&lt;/span&gt;_&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ENUS&lt;/span&gt;248%26&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;%3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;DN&lt;/span&gt;%26um%3D1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-3368567292972125131?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3368567292972125131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=3368567292972125131&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3368567292972125131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3368567292972125131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/late-random-thought-thursday.html' title='Late Random Thought Thursday'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnNOXPwyzAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/N95vTAMNWxU/s72-c/beer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-4114371893799881849</id><published>2009-07-29T11:06:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T11:32:09.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Want It Wednesday. . .Rugs Galore</title><content type='html'>This Wednesday I want a rug. Or should I say I am in desperate need of a rug. Two to be exact. A 3x5 for the foyer and a 5x8 for the dining room. I cannot make a decision. So I was hoping that my wonderful bloggy friends could help me out a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;References&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(This is a picture of the wall, trim, and floor)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBms8tF7JI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YOQSmi5V4rw/s1600-h/DSCN3019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363900078593797266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBms8tF7JI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YOQSmi5V4rw/s320/DSCN3019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(The fabric I'm using for inspiration, with the existing rug in the living room. I don't know how well you can see it from the picture, but their are stripes of brown, pink, light yellow, celery, olive, turquoise, and lavender.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBmXuX-sGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/trf3DNHN_cg/s1600-h/DSCN3015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363899713969893474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBmXuX-sGI/AAAAAAAAAQE/trf3DNHN_cg/s320/DSCN3015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Contenders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBmJCNYv0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/C9Ec5moJhGk/s1600-h/LighthouseLightBlueIvory_RDB165_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363899461596135234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBmJCNYv0I/AAAAAAAAAP8/C9Ec5moJhGk/s320/LighthouseLightBlueIvory_RDB165_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like this rug, but I worry about it being the "wrong" blue. Although I would like to mix in different shades of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBmJAMKMlI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VpxLxONuODU/s1600-h/LighthouseKhakiWhiteIndoor-Outdoor_RDB141_detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363899461054116434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBmJAMKMlI/AAAAAAAAAP0/VpxLxONuODU/s320/LighthouseKhakiWhiteIndoor-Outdoor_RDB141_detail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a nice neutral. If I used this rug I figured I could play up more spunky colors in pillows, accents, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBo9lRK8MI/AAAAAAAAAQU/YP1nG3I40go/s1600-h/VineGreen_RDA118_detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363902563383701698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBo9lRK8MI/AAAAAAAAAQU/YP1nG3I40go/s320/VineGreen_RDA118_detail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the design of this rug and it actually flows with the color scheme, but I'm not sure I want so much green. I was thinking about green and blue being the main colors for the room, but I worry this would overpower any blue I put in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBlvraNqxI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-71lSDArm7U/s1600-h/VineSlate_RDA119_detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363899025979190034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBlvraNqxI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-71lSDArm7U/s320/VineSlate_RDA119_detail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, love this pattern, but I worry about it being the "wrong" blue.  Am I being silly about this blue thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBlvXauU1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/kURzFc5N1eU/s1600-h/VineChocolate_RDA126_detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363899020612621138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBlvXauU1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/kURzFc5N1eU/s320/VineChocolate_RDA126_detail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this pattern and I think the chocolate brown might warm things up a bit, plus it's a good neutral, but My dining room table is dark brown. Probably not that dark though. I think I'm being silly about this little things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBlvE6MxNI/AAAAAAAAAPU/QEgUFJqPNNE/s1600-h/PlainTin_RDA115_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363899015644366034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBlvE6MxNI/AAAAAAAAAPU/QEgUFJqPNNE/s320/PlainTin_RDA115_full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I fell in love with this rug, again with the blue though. Plus its the priciest of all the rugs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So ladies. . .what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As an aside to all this rug talk. . .Vera Bradley has her reversible belts on sale. . .$5! Check it out, I bought four. A little overkill I know, but they were $5 and I'm a sucker for faux tortoise shell. Thanks Kathryn for telling us about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-4114371893799881849?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4114371893799881849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=4114371893799881849&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4114371893799881849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4114371893799881849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/want-it-wednesday-rugs-galore.html' title='Want It Wednesday. . .Rugs Galore'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SnBms8tF7JI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YOQSmi5V4rw/s72-c/DSCN3019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-2351887166736021715</id><published>2009-07-24T19:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:53:38.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>So. . .I am finally posting some pictures of the new house.  Be gentle.  I have not decorated.  Right now the whole place is pretty bland and still messy with boxes and clutter.  I promise to give update pictures as it starts looking more like a home.  But for now, here is your first view.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmpHEOwjgGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qgYtNXEI0w0/s1600-h/Backyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362176444344795234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmpHEOwjgGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qgYtNXEI0w0/s400/Backyard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TD's&lt;/span&gt; favorite part of the house. . .the back yard.  It's not huge by any means, but it sure beats apartment living.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Farmboy&lt;/span&gt; already had big plans for it.  I am in so much trouble.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmpHKsZvYJI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AWyBBI806q0/s1600-h/Living+Room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362176555381383314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmpHKsZvYJI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AWyBBI806q0/s400/Living+Room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The living room.  Like I said not very exciting.  But, following some time and a few paychecks, it will start looking a little more colorful and home like.  The wall has cut outs which are HUGE.  I have no idea what I'm going to put in there.  I'm thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apothecary&lt;/span&gt; jars, that way I can put things in according season and mood.  What do you think?  Any good suggestions?  I would love to put ginger jars there, but this girl is still single and on a budget.    The bottom picture is of the two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sconces&lt;/span&gt; in the foyer.  I could put a picture there, but I'm thinking a table and a mirror.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ladies,  feel free to give me input.  This place is a blank slate and you all are so creative.  More pictures to come. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great weekend!  Mu-wah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-2351887166736021715?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2351887166736021715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=2351887166736021715&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2351887166736021715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2351887166736021715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmpHEOwjgGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qgYtNXEI0w0/s72-c/Backyard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1019699279613538162</id><published>2009-07-23T21:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:12:23.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought Thursday</title><content type='html'>"They say" that if you do something for 30 days it becomes a habit.  Who are they and why 30 days? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote:  I am trying to not eat junk food for 30 days to kick the refined wheat and processed sugars addiction that I have maintained (enhanced? increased?) while in grad school.  I was doing okay. . .but I fell off the wagon a wee bit today (a handful of m&amp;amp;ms and a spoonful of ice cream).  The sugar part will be semi-difficult, but the refined wheat thing (as in no white breads, pastas, POTATOES, etc.) may prove to be much more difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?  Is 30 days the magic number?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS -- tried The Shred tonight.  I'm in pain.  No one tell Jillian, but when she wasn't looking I took breaks.  Seriously, that thing should come with a warning label.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1019699279613538162?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1019699279613538162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1019699279613538162&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1019699279613538162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1019699279613538162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-thought-thursday.html' title='Random Thought Thursday'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5027429479977539973</id><published>2009-07-22T19:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T20:06:37.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Return to Want It Wednesdays</title><content type='html'>I should really call today. . .got it Wednesday. I have officially been in my new casa since Sunday and have been going crazy at Lowes. I am completely addicted to organizational items. I have been buying a ton &lt;em&gt;Real Organized &lt;/em&gt;brand items. If you have extra money lying around, buy stock. I think I am single-handedly (is handedly a word?) keeping them in business. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I have bough magazines and nail polish. It's the little things. . .magazines are like junk food for your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmepYINh7rI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HrDMPsQbPcg/s1600-h/people.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361440113394052786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmepYINh7rI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HrDMPsQbPcg/s400/people.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, what I want (I should be ashamed to say I want anything at this point) is a good book and a killer work out video (that's semi-fun). Any suggestions? I've heard that the Jillian somebody Shred video will kick your you know what. . .which I totally need now. I have got to get of the grad school weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is have a fabulous week. Promise to post pictures of the new house soon! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-5027429479977539973?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5027429479977539973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5027429479977539973&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5027429479977539973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5027429479977539973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/return-to-want-it-wednesdays.html' title='A Return to Want It Wednesdays'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmepYINh7rI/AAAAAAAAAO8/HrDMPsQbPcg/s72-c/people.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5156072168159435360</id><published>2009-07-17T20:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:54:06.259-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving. . .This Weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm moving into my new house this weekend!  I am so happy to move home.  It has been a crazy two years, and leaving is bittersweet.  I have gone through so much since I've been here.  I dealt with the death of my grandfather, harsh criticisms, and the end of a three year relationship.  I've made great friends, received great compliments from great people, started dating Farmboy, and finally realized who I was and where I wanted to be.  I'm so excited to begin a new chapter in my life and can't wait to take all of you with me.  Now, if I could just find someone to pack all these silly boxes!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmEXI24HLsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hKr-YO7O2jU/s1600-h/move+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359590472484859586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmEXI24HLsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hKr-YO7O2jU/s400/move+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekends soundtrack:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Small Town USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Famous in a Small Town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wal-Mart Parking Lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We Rode in Trucks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Love Your Love the Most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Small Town Southern Man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll Stay Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mississippi Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Can you tell I'm feeling country today?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmEXJu_BpEI/AAAAAAAAAO0/4UVJc1wEhN8/s1600-h/south.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-5156072168159435360?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5156072168159435360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5156072168159435360&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5156072168159435360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5156072168159435360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/moving-this-weekend.html' title='Moving. . .This Weekend!!!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SmEXI24HLsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/hKr-YO7O2jU/s72-c/move+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8543687378723010409</id><published>2009-07-16T23:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:32:35.848-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!  I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sl_ww2AFmCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Zqvz3TSfBvw/s1600-h/captionit223035I701D34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359266803514447906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sl_ww2AFmCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Zqvz3TSfBvw/s400/captionit223035I701D34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies! I am back!!!! I took the very last final of my college career today. Not my most stellar performance by any means, but who cares!?!?! I'm back. I am so pumped. These have been the craziest two years of my life and it's a bittersweet ending. I can't wait for all of life's adventures to come. I can't wait to read a book or a magazine, to come home and make dinner, to start crafting again. . .I just can't wait. I am just so pumped about coming home and NOT having to do homework. I want to take all of you on my adventure. And who knows, maybe with a paycheck and some free time in my future, we might be looking at an occasional giveaway or two! I love you all and stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS -- something big is happening this weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-8543687378723010409?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8543687378723010409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8543687378723010409&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8543687378723010409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8543687378723010409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back-im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!  I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sl_ww2AFmCI/AAAAAAAAAOc/Zqvz3TSfBvw/s72-c/captionit223035I701D34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8642706991322583629</id><published>2009-06-25T17:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T17:41:58.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Pediatric Language Disorders (aka class)</title><content type='html'>I know I haven’t posted in forever. . .and I am so, so sorry. I have been so busy. This last internship is kicking my you know what. They are really pushing me. I have been working four days a week. On Tuesdays and Thursdays I leave the house at 6:30 in the morning and don’t get home until 8:00 at night. In fact, I am sitting in class right this moment. Shhh. . .don’t tell. So much has happened since I last checked in. I am getting a house, with my parents help, attempting to move back to my hometown, take a final and give a project in class, and finish two projects for my internship (all in the next ~3 weeks). I am so excited, but I know the next month or so is going to be a whirlwind. Oh! I almost forgot. I got a job too! I will be working in the school system (through a contracting agency) as a SLP. I am pumped! I never thought in a million years that I would work in the schools, but I really think I’m going to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited thinking about the future and I can’t wait to take everyone with me on the journey. Thanks to b is for Brown and Carolina Girl for checking in. Y’all are the best! Promise to check in soon. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS -- Below is a small preview of the new house.  Pictures to come soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SkPuQ0uq1fI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pcVCJ5ElFIw/s1600-h/ht-violet-floorplan-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351382755045987826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SkPuQ0uq1fI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pcVCJ5ElFIw/s400/ht-violet-floorplan-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SkPuQj7rGNI/AAAAAAAAAOM/No1hNZA44mc/s1600-h/ht-violet-elevation-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351382750537128146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SkPuQj7rGNI/AAAAAAAAAOM/No1hNZA44mc/s400/ht-violet-elevation-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-8642706991322583629?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8642706991322583629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8642706991322583629&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8642706991322583629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8642706991322583629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/greetings-from-pediatric-language.html' title='Greetings from Pediatric Language Disorders (aka class)'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SkPuQ0uq1fI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pcVCJ5ElFIw/s72-c/ht-violet-floorplan-sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-83594204186728930</id><published>2009-05-30T09:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:01:14.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Semester</title><content type='html'>Oh ladies!  I have been so bad.  This semester is &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;kicking my butt!  I have so much to do that I come home, do it, and then fall asleep.  Everyday I think about how I need to blog, but never make it.  I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yall&lt;/span&gt; and miss getting updates. . .all I can do is hope that everyone sticks it out with me until graduation.  I def have some stuff to dish on and am hoping to hop back on late today and tomorrow and let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yall&lt;/span&gt; know what's been going on in the beautiful sunshine state.  Hope everyone is doing well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HulaGirlatHeart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-83594204186728930?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/83594204186728930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=83594204186728930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/83594204186728930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/83594204186728930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-semester.html' title='Crazy Semester'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8872229291548896865</id><published>2009-05-14T20:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:00:31.699-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought Thursday featuring TD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sgy-T6qry6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/0qkhRu6udxs/s1600-h/TylerDog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335848907902274466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sgy-T6qry6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/0qkhRu6udxs/s400/TylerDog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happiness is a warm puppy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Lucy Van Pelt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peanuts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-8872229291548896865?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8872229291548896865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8872229291548896865&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8872229291548896865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8872229291548896865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-thought-thursday-featuring-td.html' title='Random Thought Thursday featuring TD'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sgy-T6qry6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/0qkhRu6udxs/s72-c/TylerDog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1909880246506770947</id><published>2009-05-13T17:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:28:02.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update AND Want it Wednesday. . .ASAP.</title><content type='html'>Well ladies. . .no house. . .someone signed a contract on it today (it really was quite the steal!). BUT, before you send you're condolences, let me just say how relieved I was.  At 1:12 this afternoon my dad called to let me know that I needed to make a decision on the house. . .sight unseen (at least the inside). Needless to say this made me a little stressed and nervous. If there is one thing I hate it's to be rushed and/or pushed into something. So, while I really did like the house, I couldn't help but feel relieved that I didn't have to make that decision. Meanwhile, I will continue to look. There is a home in the same neighborhood, that would also make a great starter house as well.  It not quiet the deal that the other house was, but still quiet reasonable (thanks to the economy). I'll keep plugging away, but in the mean time I will be cutting pictures from magazines of landscape and interior design ideas (just like a little girl!) and slowly preparing for my upcoming move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. . .without further ado. . .I present . . .Want it Wednesday. . .ASAP (&lt;em&gt;As Southern As Possible&lt;/em&gt;).  I am obsessed with Southern Proper.  The company was established in 2005 and has been making waves ever since.  It started as a men's line, but has slowly transitioned to include us belles.  Think of the line as the South's (better) version of Vineyard Vines.  &lt;-- Sorry, I'm a bit partial to the line and the South.  GRITS and Non-GRITS alike should make a stop by their site. . .you'll love'em. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SgtFThj5MzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/g8Iwguk7lZI/s1600-h/seersucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335434385279234866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SgtFThj5MzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/g8Iwguk7lZI/s400/seersucker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do not adjust your computer screen.  That is a seersucker hat!  This is the perfect solution for the beau in your life who refuses to wear seersucker. . .bless his heart.  They also have beau ties (and standard neck ties. . .again for unwilling participants) with the cutest, I mean "macho," patterns.  I am personally partial to the pineapples and gators, but they have everything from fishing lures, to surfboards, to labs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SgtFMCzqF8I/AAAAAAAAANw/nOU4GUcVEco/s1600-h/Southern+Proper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335434256764770242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SgtFMCzqF8I/AAAAAAAAANw/nOU4GUcVEco/s400/Southern+Proper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The polos and belle bands are on my to do list.  I &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;to have at least one of each before my trip to Charleston. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**Note:  Popped collars are not condoned by the writer of this blog.  Should you find yourself with a popped collar, please fold it down immediately.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1909880246506770947?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1909880246506770947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1909880246506770947&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1909880246506770947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1909880246506770947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-and-want-it-wednesday-asap.html' title='An Update AND Want it Wednesday. . .ASAP.'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SgtFThj5MzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/g8Iwguk7lZI/s72-c/seersucker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-369247814432673780</id><published>2009-05-11T21:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:44:20.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues -- Plus Updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh! My posting has not been good lately. . .sorry my sweets! I was run over busy last week. I started at my new site and while I love it, they are very intense! I am writing lesson plans, lesson plans, and more lesson plans; making activities for the kiddos; and taking data. Talk about baptism by fire. The good news is. . .I am now positive that I want to work with kids. It can be tough, but it will get easier and I just relate with them in a way that I don't with adults. I've already gotten kudos for my 'rapport' with my clients and that just makes me ridiculously happy. I have two supervisors. I get along with one really well, and the other one. . .well. . .let's just say we are off to a bumpy start. I don't really want to go into all the details, because I'm sure it will all work out, but just keep me in your thoughts. This may take all the people skills I posses to make it through the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also looking at purchasing a house in my hometown. My parents have already scoped it out, but I'm going Friday to check it out personally. If I like it, I'm going to make an offer. This is such a HUGE step for me, and I'm finally starting to feel like a grown-up. It may not work out, but we'll see. I'm just excited to be moving forward with my life, and TD is keeping his fingers crossed for a backyard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I come from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SgjT7CcxmbI/AAAAAAAAANo/knFStQELWWY/s1600-h/n1466957762_30080488_6068152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334746769843657138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SgjT7CcxmbI/AAAAAAAAANo/knFStQELWWY/s400/n1466957762_30080488_6068152.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!!!! XOXO &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-369247814432673780?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/369247814432673780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=369247814432673780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/369247814432673780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/369247814432673780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-blues-plus-updates.html' title='Monday Blues -- Plus Updates!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SgjT7CcxmbI/AAAAAAAAANo/knFStQELWWY/s72-c/n1466957762_30080488_6068152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8882115908011571911</id><published>2009-05-04T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T06:00:00.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues -- Sappy Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sf5eNNUSGWI/AAAAAAAAANg/-odWQIPZmx8/s1600-h/cologne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331802589859289442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sf5eNNUSGWI/AAAAAAAAANg/-odWQIPZmx8/s400/cologne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Farmboy's cologne.  He left it on my dresser and upon my arrival home yesterday, just the sight of it made me smile.  So, it may not be a 'typical' Monday blue, but I thought it might make you think of something that would make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS--Today is my FIRST day at my LAST internship site before graduation!!!  I am pumped. . .wish me luck lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-8882115908011571911?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8882115908011571911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8882115908011571911&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8882115908011571911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8882115908011571911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/monday-blues-sappy-style.html' title='Monday Blues -- Sappy Style'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sf5eNNUSGWI/AAAAAAAAANg/-odWQIPZmx8/s72-c/cologne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1375178580634495310</id><published>2009-04-30T20:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:53:58.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag you're it!</title><content type='html'>1. What is your current obsession?  graduating, finding a place to live, finding a job, sundresses (I can't think seriously -- hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you think your name says about you? hmmm . . .white, middle-class american born in the 80's . . .i like my name, but it's not very original.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was the last person you hugged? my puppy(3 1/2 y.o. puppy). . .TD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What’s your favorite dinner?  Fried chicken, mashed potatoes (with or without gravy), with baby lima beans. &lt;em&gt;mmmmmmmmmm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the last thing you bought?  A cute little sun dress and wedges for my best friends graduation tomorrow.  She's getting her DNP (doctor of nurse practice --she's a smarty pants)  Thank you capital one rewards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What are you listening to right now? Survivor in the next room and crickets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your favorite weather?  Warm weather &lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your least favorite season? Winter (minus ~1 month for the Christmas season)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What's in your shower? aveda shampoo (and neutrogena t-gel -- darn dandruff -- that stuff smells awful), clinique face soap (and neutrogena mask/soap with benzoyl peroxide -- darn stress acne), some form of shaving cream (i'm not picky -- whatever is on sale), camay soap, a pumice stone (gotta keep those footsies flip flop ready), and st. ives apricot scrub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your favorite tea flavor? umm sweet. . .is there really any other flavor? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What did you want to become as a child? a marine biologist. . .until i realized i get really sick in &lt;em&gt;deep&lt;/em&gt; water (read:  trolling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you miss?  small town living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's your favorite brand of jeans? currently unattached to a paticular brand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What designer piece of clothing would you most like to own (new or vintage)? &lt;em&gt;hmmm&lt;/em&gt;. . .something Chanel.  I need time to think about this. . .(I know the fasionistas are dying right now because I don't know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?  some beach. . .some where. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who do you want to meet in person? Urban Meyer.  I need a redo.  The first time he said hi to me I just stood there like a silly little girl and said (to no one in paticular) "Oh my. . .it's Urban Meyer. . .seriously look.  It's Urban Meyer."  (Very articulate for an SLP right? Farmboy is still laughing)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your most challenging goal right now? trying to manage my stress/worry levels. . .I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; have been disappointed in my abilities to "hold it together" lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What’s your 5 year plan? engaged/married, working at a job I love, possible kids, having plenty of 'me' time (not really specific, but I'll work on the fine print later. . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Why is today special?  I got to go shopping (!!!), and everyone is happy and healthy (knock on wood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is my favourite sport to watch? SEC football (read: GO GATORS!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. To play? Tailgating? Um, seriously not very good at sports.  Is fishing a sport?  I would love to start kayaking in the near future. Farmboy has attempted once to teach me to surf. . .i'm trying for round two.  We'll see. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your favorite piece/pieces of jewelry that you own? the diamond earrings I got for hs graduation, my watch I got for graudation from UF, and my pearls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. One thing nice about the person who sent this to me? B is for Brown is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; creative!  Love reading hear blog. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I tag -- YOU!!!!  Let me learn a little more about you please.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS -- Buffett was great.  I am so sorry I don't have pics.  The batteries in my camera pooped out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1375178580634495310?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1375178580634495310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1375178580634495310&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1375178580634495310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1375178580634495310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/tag-youre-it.html' title='Tag you&apos;re it!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5628494340916935511</id><published>2009-04-29T11:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:41:33.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Blogger. . .Bad.</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the small hiatus. . .I've just been doing this and that on my mini-vacay.  Back to work on Monday though. . .I'm excited for my first day with the kiddos though.&lt;3 so lazy.  Sorry ladies, this happens to me on vacation.  I really need a 'schedule' to keep me in line.  I promise to be better in the days to come . . .maybe even today.  In the interim, I'm off to Lowes.  (&lt;--- I know.  I'm a wild woman!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-5628494340916935511?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5628494340916935511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5628494340916935511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5628494340916935511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5628494340916935511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-blogger-bad.html' title='Bad Blogger. . .Bad.'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-4474054208264315554</id><published>2009-04-24T20:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:05:47.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hola Chicas &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally done with the semester!  Only one more to go. . .woohoo!  And what am I doing to commemorate the occasion you may ask.  Well, truth be told, nothing.  And it's great!  Seriously, I ran some errands today &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(still have to get my oil changed in the morning -- ick!),&lt;/span&gt; cleaned out my fridge, doing some laundry, catching up on my favorite bloggy senoritas, and sitting on the couch listening to Buffett.  Ah, to have nothing to do and no where to go . . .some days that the best thing a girl can ask for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going to my &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;FIRST BUFFETT CONCERT EVER!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  I am so pumped.  What a great weekend.  I'm worried that I won't even be able to sleep tonight, just like a little girl waiting for her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a superb weekend and I can't wait to post pics! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muwah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-4474054208264315554?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4474054208264315554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=4474054208264315554&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4474054208264315554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4474054208264315554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/hola-chicas-3-i-am-finally-done-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5659820375963085691</id><published>2009-04-22T06:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T06:10:17.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Want It Wednesday Meets Seersucker</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love seersucker?  It's beachy, laid back, kinda southern meets preppy.  The dress is Target -- can you believe it.  I want it so bad.  Pretty reasonable price too, but this girl is trying to rope in her spending (at least until August).  The tie is Etsy (me &amp;amp; matilda I believe) and she has bow ties.  Love bow ties.  And the skirt is island company (less reasonable, but still &lt;em&gt;very &lt;/em&gt;cute).  And -- confession time -- it's not actually seercucker, it's just blue stripes.  Close enough to seersucker for a want it Wednesday though!  Hope everyone has a great day -- I'll be wading through end of the semester assignments.  xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Se7rd-1NpaI/AAAAAAAAANY/cjJYfiJ8dZw/s1600-h/seersucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327454309540799906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Se7rd-1NpaI/AAAAAAAAANY/cjJYfiJ8dZw/s400/seersucker.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/5349041095965605022-5659820375963085691?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5659820375963085691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5659820375963085691&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5659820375963085691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5659820375963085691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/want-it-wednesday-meets-seersucker.html' title='Want It Wednesday Meets Seersucker'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Se7rd-1NpaI/AAAAAAAAANY/cjJYfiJ8dZw/s72-c/seersucker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5320277024570678159</id><published>2009-04-21T13:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:19:19.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Thai Salad</title><content type='html'>Official Recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 to 3 tbs. sweet chili sauce&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup fresh lime juice&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup diced red bell pepper -- diced&lt;br /&gt;2 medium cucumbers -- peeled, halved, seeded, and thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs. diced red onion&lt;br /&gt;2 tbs. thinly sliced fresh basil&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;2 to 3 tbs. unsalted peanuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After your done slicing, dicing, peeling and pouring; combine all the ingredients.  Refrigerate for at least an hour.  Top with peanuts and serve.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I didn't have fresh basil on hand, which I love, I used fresh spearmint.  This gave everything a really fresh taste.  I also used cashews instead of peanuts, and sweet onion instead of red.  Everything came out really well and I would recommend just having fun with it if you don't have everything.  If you like one veggie over another -- use more of that.  This was so easy and yummy that I had to share.  The only thing I would recommend is mixing the lime and chili sauce as is -- at least the proportions.  I'm sure lemon juice would be an acceptable substitute though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Se4DeLsSxaI/AAAAAAAAANA/Fr4Qzb4GShU/s1600-h/DSCN2715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327199226295403938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Se4DeLsSxaI/AAAAAAAAANA/Fr4Qzb4GShU/s400/DSCN2715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Se4DeWpv94I/AAAAAAAAANI/X9x3TC8AMqw/s1600-h/DSCN2716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327199229237524354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Se4DeWpv94I/AAAAAAAAANI/X9x3TC8AMqw/s400/DSCN2716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Se4Dep7ULSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GCdtwi-mqDI/s1600-h/DSCN2717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327199234411474210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Se4Dep7ULSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/GCdtwi-mqDI/s400/DSCN2717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-5320277024570678159?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5320277024570678159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5320277024570678159&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5320277024570678159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5320277024570678159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/yummy-thai-salad.html' title='Yummy Thai Salad'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Se4DeLsSxaI/AAAAAAAAANA/Fr4Qzb4GShU/s72-c/DSCN2715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-7344770754421839879</id><published>2009-04-20T08:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:12:47.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SexkNt_xXgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-HK4nZ51_wk/s1600-h/DSCN2923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326742646120603138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SexkNt_xXgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-HK4nZ51_wk/s400/DSCN2923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Farmboy&lt;/span&gt; took me to St. Augustine. For those of you not familiar, St. Augustine is the oldest city in the United States. It also happens to be one of our favorite day trips. It has beautiful beaches, with good surfing (which makes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Farmboy&lt;/span&gt; happy), cute little boutiques (which makes me happy), and great seafood. This picture was taken at one of my favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;restaurants&lt;/span&gt;, Salt Water Cowboys. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; overlooks a salt marsh, which at sunset, is breath taking (despite the way &lt;em&gt;salt marsh&lt;/em&gt; sounds). Hope everyone enjoys the photographic view, and their Monday. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-7344770754421839879?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7344770754421839879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=7344770754421839879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7344770754421839879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7344770754421839879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-blues_20.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SexkNt_xXgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-HK4nZ51_wk/s72-c/DSCN2923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-2939520499788941483</id><published>2009-04-16T23:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:46:08.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hula Girl at Heart, MS CCC-SLP (eventually)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello lovelies,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just a bit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tid&lt;/span&gt; for you in case any of you were wondering (as sweet Southern Savvy did) what it is that I'm actually going to grad school for. I will graduate in August with my Masters of Science in Speech Language Pathology. Now for the second question. . .what the heck is that!?! An &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SLP&lt;/span&gt; evaluates, diagnoses, and treats speech, language, and swallowing disorders in individuals of all ages, from infants to the elderly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical clients include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Premature babies with eating/swallowing problems &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;2-year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aren&lt;/span&gt;’t talking yet &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preschoolers or other school age children with speech sound errors or limited vocabulary &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children with Autism or other syndromes &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Children with language processing, language learning difficulties or reading delays &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who stutter &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;People with voice disorders &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;People with difficulties swallowing &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hearing impaired individuals &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;People who have a stroke or head injury and then have difficulty communicating&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nonnative speakers (people who &lt;em&gt;choose &lt;/em&gt;to modify their accents) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We can work in a variety of settings including:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Early Intervention Centers/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;EI&lt;/span&gt; Home Treatment &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preschools &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elementary/Middle/High Schools &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Special Education Co-ops &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Private Rehabilitation Clinics &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Private Reading Clinics &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home Health Care Agencies &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hospitals &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Long Term Care Facilities/Nursing Homes &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Corporations (Accent Reduction/English as a second language)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Generally people choose a speciality and an age group (i.e., kids v. elderly). I just finished up my first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;externship&lt;/span&gt; at a nursing home, and will start my next internship working with kids in May. I am so excited. I'm pretty sure that I want work with kids, but haven't really had the opportunity, so we'll just have to see how this goes. Well ladies, this is it in a nutshell! Happy Friday y'all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5349041095965605022-2939520499788941483?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2939520499788941483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=2939520499788941483&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2939520499788941483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2939520499788941483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/hula-girl-at-heart-ms-ccc-slp.html' title='Hula Girl at Heart, MS CCC-SLP (eventually)'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5940275250538558804</id><published>2009-04-16T17:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:20:31.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought Thursday For Fashionistas</title><content type='html'>Is it okay to wear jewelry that does not match your accessories?  (i.e., silver earrings, gold/brass belt buckle)  What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-5940275250538558804?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5940275250538558804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5940275250538558804&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5940275250538558804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5940275250538558804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-thought-thursday-for.html' title='Random Thought Thursday For Fashionistas'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5342737969704745609</id><published>2009-04-15T15:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:14:30.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beachy Want It Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeYxJouSvuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/I52kik2Gx5w/s1600-h/seashore+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324997651032358626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeYxJouSvuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/I52kik2Gx5w/s400/seashore+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flip flops are Yellow Box -- I am swooning over these as we speak.  I saw these at a cute shop this weekend and have been in love ever since.  They are on my to do list.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bracelet and earrings are Brighton.  Also a &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the adorable beach bag is JCrew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-5342737969704745609?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5342737969704745609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5342737969704745609&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5342737969704745609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5342737969704745609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/beachy-want-it-wednesday.html' title='A Beachy Want It Wednesday'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeYxJouSvuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/I52kik2Gx5w/s72-c/seashore+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5601837649891887959</id><published>2009-04-14T10:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T11:31:35.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Farmers Market Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whew! The weather here is terrible right now. Good thing TD is vigilantly looking out the window to make sure we're safe. The weather has been so blustery here that I didn't get to go fishing -- so disappointed. I haven't been fishing since I started grad school. I'm ready to get a kayak and hit the flats, just me and TD (BTW -- he loves fishing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt;, I had a great time with the family and Farmboy. His mom got me an Easter basket! Can you believe that? She's is such sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ever heard the saying when God closes a door, he opens a window? So true. My mom and I found the cutest farmers market ever. It's open every Saturday and it's a mix of farm fresh produce, baked goods and other edibles, art work, and flowers (nursery style, not florist). I had so much fun exploring that I totally forgot about fishing. I really love farmer's markets, always have, but this one was extra special. And as an extra bonus, it was right next to some very cute little boutiques -- Just wait for want it Wednesday -- hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324563149091834066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeSl-S3BCNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rwUWcSg9eRU/s200/red+truck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeSl-Sx5NqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nWYK5luQ3pk/s1600-h/041109_1506%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324563149070349986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeSl-Sx5NqI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nWYK5luQ3pk/s200/041109_1506%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeSl-MKzO_I/AAAAAAAAALw/8y24Ncd0IX8/s1600-h/041109_1542%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324563147295767538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeSl-MKzO_I/AAAAAAAAALw/8y24Ncd0IX8/s200/041109_1542%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeSl-P72e2I/AAAAAAAAALo/UQpZtl-vngI/s1600-h/041109_1501%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324563148306807650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeSl-P72e2I/AAAAAAAAALo/UQpZtl-vngI/s200/041109_1501%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeSl9x5cdYI/AAAAAAAAALg/l6Rr-d7pgMw/s1600-h/041109_1500%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324563140243649922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeSl9x5cdYI/AAAAAAAAALg/l6Rr-d7pgMw/s200/041109_1500%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, my mom, being the sweet lady that she is, got me the cutest Easter basket. PS -- I love that I am almost 25 and my mom &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; gets me an Easter basket. I received orange and blue peeps (of course), robin eggs &lt;em&gt;(mmmm&lt;/em&gt;), acrylic and chalk board paints for crafting, a mason jar (seems odd I know, but I &lt;3&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; some seashells made for beading/crafting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to share the yummy salad I made with my farmers market finds, and the thank you card I made with my new Easter stamp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Tuesday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-5601837649891887959?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5601837649891887959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5601837649891887959&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5601837649891887959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5601837649891887959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/farmers-market-fun.html' title='Farmers Market Fun'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SeSl-S3BCNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rwUWcSg9eRU/s72-c/red+truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1712175332839136969</id><published>2009-04-10T20:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:00:41.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day!</title><content type='html'>I passed my licensing exam!!!!! I am now officially one HUGE step closer to graduating. Hip Hip Hooray! Went to the beach today, fishing tomorrow, family on Easter, and Farmboy on Monday. I'm gearing up for a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;great &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;weekend. Happy Easter lovelies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sd_qrm9lo4I/AAAAAAAAALY/xtxXFflyIh8/s1600-h/gone-fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323231319489356674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sd_qrm9lo4I/AAAAAAAAALY/xtxXFflyIh8/s320/gone-fishing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1712175332839136969?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1712175332839136969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1712175332839136969&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1712175332839136969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1712175332839136969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-passed-my-licensing-exam-i-am-now.html' title='Happy Day!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sd_qrm9lo4I/AAAAAAAAALY/xtxXFflyIh8/s72-c/gone-fishing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-7871771596975905949</id><published>2009-04-09T16:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:54:30.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought Thursday. . .Easter Stylee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sd5gQi2-GSI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lqgAGw013zQ/s1600-h/peeps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322797646950045986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sd5gQi2-GSI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lqgAGw013zQ/s320/peeps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 1953, it took 27 hours to create one Peeps Marshmallow Chick. Today, thanks to advances in technology, it takes six minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Born produces enough Peeps in one year to circle the earth twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps have been the #1 non-chocolate brand at Easter for over 20 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yellow is America's best selling color of Peeps chicks and bunnies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow and white chicks and bunnies came first, followed by pink, lavender, blue, green and orange. Yay -- orange and blue peeps! Think there's any chance they'll start making gators?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps have made celebrity appearances with the likes of Diane Sawyer, Emeril Lagasse, Ellen DeGeneres, Jay Leno and Reba McEntire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-7871771596975905949?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7871771596975905949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=7871771596975905949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7871771596975905949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7871771596975905949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-thought-thursday-easter-stylee.html' title='Random Thought Thursday. . .Easter Stylee'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sd5gQi2-GSI/AAAAAAAAALQ/lqgAGw013zQ/s72-c/peeps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-450555940260088134</id><published>2009-04-08T19:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:43:36.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Want It Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Pretty simple today.  I have wanted this book forever, but have just never got around to purchasing it (it's a wee bit pricey -- not that you can really put a price on a first impression or good manners).  It's been put on the 'after graduate school' wish list.  Until then I occasionally visit the Emily Post Institute, which dispenses advice which is just as useful, but a little more affordable for moi.  Any books on your wish list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sd01GX2-rrI/AAAAAAAAALI/50HQ_TypisY/s1600-h/41asgR6llQL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322468718221897394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sd01GX2-rrI/AAAAAAAAALI/50HQ_TypisY/s320/41asgR6llQL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-450555940260088134?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/450555940260088134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=450555940260088134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/450555940260088134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/450555940260088134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-want-it-wednesday.html' title='Another Want It Wednesday'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sd01GX2-rrI/AAAAAAAAALI/50HQ_TypisY/s72-c/41asgR6llQL__SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-234173897849740843</id><published>2009-04-07T19:49:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:42:33.251-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcake Mania</title><content type='html'>Today was my last day at my first internship. To thank everyone for being so nice, including my wonderful patients, I made cupcakes, because seriously. . .who doesn't love cupcakes? I was inspired by a picture I saw in Country Living (or was it Better Homes and Garden?). They were a cinch to make and everyone loved them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, make the cupcakes. I used a boxed, moist recipe, yellow cake mix. Then, I made &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/7-minute-frosting-recipe/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7 minute&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;icing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which is the yummiest part (don't skip this part or your tummy and friends will never forgive you). After the cupcakes cool, ice the cupcakes and sprinkle with coconut.&lt;br /&gt;**If you are going to make "grass" dye the coconut first. I would also recommend sprinkling with a spoon, over a bowl, so you don't get green food coloring all over your hands and work surface. I speak as a voice of experience.**&lt;br /&gt;Then top with your favorite color and type of peep and &lt;em&gt;voile!&lt;/em&gt; -- adorable cupcakes! Hint: To get the peep to stick better, spread a little icing on the bottom before you put it on the cupcake. It's also important not to make your icing too far in advance as this type of icing tends to become harder to work with as time goes on. I made mine after the cupcakes had been cooling for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdvnIuRoCVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QCIz8XHeKHo/s1600-h/IMG_1623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322101521715300690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdvnIuRoCVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QCIz8XHeKHo/s400/IMG_1623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdvnglWNrmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Bu6RYMFnohU/s1600-h/IMG_1627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322101931635486306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdvnglWNrmI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Bu6RYMFnohU/s400/IMG_1627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, because my supervisor was the sweetest (and most informative) I've ever had I wanted to do a little something to let her know how much I appreciated all she'd done for me. Like many of us, she &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; the beach, so I made her a beachy thank you card. I must admit though, I may have been a little pumped to use my new flip flop stamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           The envelope. Notice the cute flip flop image?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdvx7dVwc_I/AAAAAAAAALA/EhIeiNJMzyc/s1600-h/DSCN2720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322113388458832882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdvx7dVwc_I/AAAAAAAAALA/EhIeiNJMzyc/s400/DSCN2720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front of her card &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322111994635277090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdvwqU8U0yI/AAAAAAAAAKw/EweM5CTYJxM/s400/DSCN2721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; week is off to a great start! xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HulaGirl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-234173897849740843?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/234173897849740843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=234173897849740843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/234173897849740843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/234173897849740843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/cupcake-mania.html' title='Cupcake Mania'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdvnIuRoCVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/QCIz8XHeKHo/s72-c/IMG_1623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-3827281317038055789</id><published>2009-04-06T22:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T22:37:46.834-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Our tour guide, Farmboy, in one of many greenhouses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5WyzvNXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/a9Z-HzPPofY/s1600-h/IMG_1520.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321769710938699122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5WyzvNXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/a9Z-HzPPofY/s400/IMG_1520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Baby blueberry plants. (Yes, that is the technical term.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5W-_2drI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pDI8O0z-1hM/s1600-h/IMG_1511.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321769714210731698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5W-_2drI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/pDI8O0z-1hM/s400/IMG_1511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;A stroll through the orange grove. LOVE the smell of orange blossoms! Notice the bee and the lady bug?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5WnaqqOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/njHRaLtOVVQ/s1600-h/IMG_1503.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321769707880753378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5WnaqqOI/AAAAAAAAAKI/njHRaLtOVVQ/s400/IMG_1503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; A peach . . .in progess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5WZCmhLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/QhzOPPhMdWQ/s1600-h/IMG_1484.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321769704021722290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5WZCmhLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/QhzOPPhMdWQ/s400/IMG_1484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Experimental blueberries. Don't worry. . .it's totally legit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5WE_8ClI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/97q9WTKF7ng/s1600-h/IMG_1480.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321769698641840722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5WE_8ClI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/97q9WTKF7ng/s400/IMG_1480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Hope you enjoyed the field trip. More to come soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;HulaGirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/5349041095965605022-3827281317038055789?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3827281317038055789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=3827281317038055789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3827281317038055789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3827281317038055789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/field-trip-part-1.html' title='Field Trip (Part 1)'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sdq5WyzvNXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/a9Z-HzPPofY/s72-c/IMG_1520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-2433616931405673909</id><published>2009-04-06T14:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:36:11.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdpKN1UoEoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vQtEBeaNhyM/s1600-h/blueberry+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321647511204008578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdpKN1UoEoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vQtEBeaNhyM/s400/blueberry+crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yesterday, I took a trip to the blueberry farm with Farmboy.  It was so much fun.  I was excited to see where he works and to eat stolen blueberries. (The stolen ones taste better!)  This is one of the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;pictures I took.  More pictures to come later. . .gotta get back to work.  xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-2433616931405673909?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2433616931405673909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=2433616931405673909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2433616931405673909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2433616931405673909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdpKN1UoEoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vQtEBeaNhyM/s72-c/blueberry+crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1819415642115928438</id><published>2009-04-03T10:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:25:46.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought Thursday. . .A Little Late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdYYzxHDZnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EsC6B35zfkc/s1600-h/blue+and+green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320467287420135026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdYYzxHDZnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EsC6B35zfkc/s320/blue+and+green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hi pretties!  Random thought Thursday is a wee bit late -- the power was out at the hula girl hacienda.  This week is an ode to my favorite color combo --&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sidenote&lt;/span&gt;:  I am also in love with everything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;o&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;range&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; another post for another day. ;)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Love &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;green&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  You can't go wrong -- it's the color of the grass, trees, ocean, and sky.  It always puts me in a good mood. . .this must be why I love spring so much.  Everything is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;green &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;matched with a cloudless&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;What's your favorite color combo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1819415642115928438?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1819415642115928438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1819415642115928438&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1819415642115928438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1819415642115928438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-thought-thursday-little-late.html' title='Random Thought Thursday. . .A Little Late'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdYYzxHDZnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EsC6B35zfkc/s72-c/blue+and+green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8904268965005475790</id><published>2009-04-02T12:42:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:42:03.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very First Award (Updated!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Guess who just got her very first award!?! Moi. Super excited! I received the friendship award from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://loulouinlilly.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;lou lou in lilly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; -- who you should definitely drop by and visit if you love all things monogrammed or &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdTyLjaY0wI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PjK_SK1QSoo/s1600-h/loveyaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320143340129800962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdTyLjaY0wI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PjK_SK1QSoo/s320/loveyaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Okay, here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbon of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to choose eight followers, but I just didn't know how to pick. .. I love all of y'all and since, thus far there are only eleven lovely followers I choose all of you! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-my husband grows cotton-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sealaura&lt;br /&gt;Carolina Girl&lt;br /&gt;Southern Savvy&lt;br /&gt;I'm Just Beachy&lt;br /&gt;Surf Girl&lt;br /&gt;the luckiest mrs.&lt;br /&gt;confessions of a beachaholic&lt;br /&gt;sweet tea in a pink glass&lt;br /&gt;life with dogs&lt;br /&gt;{my flip flopz}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-8904268965005475790?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8904268965005475790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8904268965005475790&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8904268965005475790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8904268965005475790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-very-first-award.html' title='My Very First Award (Updated!)'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdTyLjaY0wI/AAAAAAAAAJg/PjK_SK1QSoo/s72-c/loveyaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8954791709126254953</id><published>2009-04-01T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:02:47.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Want It Wednesdays</title><content type='html'>Like all good grad students.. .I dream of what it will be like to have an income one day.  I plan on buying these jeans with my first paycheck, because like a good man, a good pair of jeans are hard to come by.  These are supposed to be great for the more pear shaped girl such as myself.  **&lt;em&gt;Please&lt;/em&gt; never tell Farmboy or my grandmother how much a pair of jeans such as these would set me back.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=7659229"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Untitled" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFm1COGc2eDhmM2hHUWdNUHlqZGF0Z1EAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/strong&gt;I am thankful for what I have and realize money can't buy you happiness. . .but you can get some great shopping time in with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-8954791709126254953?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8954791709126254953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8954791709126254953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8954791709126254953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8954791709126254953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/want-it-wednesdays.html' title='Want It Wednesdays'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-3042686565548742391</id><published>2009-03-31T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:40:39.872-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing JaneDeere and a very yummy desert!</title><content type='html'>Meet JaneDeere. Farmboy's cute little redneck sister. JaneDeere turned the big 1.7 this weekend. Being a grad student I'm a little short on funds, but I wanted to do something special for her. So I put my love of all things scrapbooking/card making/stamping to work. We started with the gift -- the official Guy Harvey UF national championship shirt she has been lusting after since she saw Farmboy and I wearing ours. Then I got the cutest green plaid bag from Wally World for only a buck! Some days I love that store. Then, I bought yellow tissue paper, because she loves John Deere tractors. I replaced the cheap handles of the bag with yellow and white ribbon, and stamped the tissue paper with green tractors (John Deere of course!). Then, using our cricut machine, I made a light yellow name tag for the bag, with a tractor cutout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote -- she won the tractor driving contest for our county at the Youth Fair. She was the only girl and she kicked those boys bottoms! Farmboy was so proud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the bag and its accessories, I made a John Deere themed birthday card. I had so much fun doing this for her and was so happy to see how much she loved it. I really love personalizing things for people. It really lets them know that you care and know what they love and are interested in. I feel like it just makes that person feel so much more important and special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdLE6LpsLXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KiK28EYGYGQ/s1600-h/DSCN2696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdLE6LpsLXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KiK28EYGYGQ/s320/DSCN2696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319530613717085554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, because I was feeling extra domestic this weekend (and didn't want to do homework) I made the yummiest desert ever. I can't remember where I got this idea (i.e., saw the original recipe), but I think it was Coastal Living or Real Simple. Anywho. You take fresh pineapple and slice it up. The you throw it in a skillet with butter and brown sugar (maybe a tbs. of butter and 1 1/2 tbs. of brown sugar? --when I cook I don't measure, I do it by sight. this is why I'm awful at baking) You saute the pineapple until its turns slightly brown and the sugar/butter mixture starts to thicken, but be careful not to burn the sugar or cook it down to much. Transfer the pineapple to a bowl. Top the warm pineapple with coconut sorbet or coconut/pineapple ice cream (I used Haagen Dazs) and then (this is the best part!) pour the left over sauce on top of the ice cream and pineapple. Yum Yum! You can also add a little Malibu with the sugar/butter/pineapple mixture at the very beginning of the process for a little more coconut flavor. This was my own personal addition -- it's five o'clock somewhere right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdLFOcsJJfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1DgazIqy9hM/s1600-h/Picnick+Pineapple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdLFOcsJJfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1DgazIqy9hM/s320/Picnick+Pineapple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319530961888159218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a wonderful weekend. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-3042686565548742391?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3042686565548742391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=3042686565548742391&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3042686565548742391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3042686565548742391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/introducing-janedeere-and-very-yummy.html' title='Introducing JaneDeere and a very yummy desert!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SdLE6LpsLXI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KiK28EYGYGQ/s72-c/DSCN2696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5919344265402517530</id><published>2009-03-27T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:30:09.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer Whales in Crimson Tide Territory</title><content type='html'>So I flip on the Today Show this morning, and there is a man with a cute little Southern accent talking about the Killer Whales that he spotted in the Gulf of Mexico. Can you imagine? "Well Katie, Jimbo and I were out structure fishing . . ." Crazy. After doing a little research I found out that they were spotted off the coast of Orange Beach, Alabama. Maybe they're headed to Florida for vacay. Stranger things have happened. . .Hope everyone is having a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/29878640/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SczsQlR3H2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/HNmlMD9MDFA/s1600-h/33fba112-abe3-45fb-a963-676d827dda70_hmedium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SczsQlR3H2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/HNmlMD9MDFA/s320/33fba112-abe3-45fb-a963-676d827dda70_hmedium.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317885029646802786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;em&gt;Click the link above to go to the story.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-5919344265402517530?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5919344265402517530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5919344265402517530&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5919344265402517530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5919344265402517530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/killer-whales-in-crimson-tide-territory.html' title='Killer Whales in Crimson Tide Territory'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SczsQlR3H2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/HNmlMD9MDFA/s72-c/33fba112-abe3-45fb-a963-676d827dda70_hmedium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-7548509768935510883</id><published>2009-03-26T13:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:52:58.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought Thursday</title><content type='html'>I love the word 'onomatopoeia.'  Do you have a favorite word?  Seriously, I'm such a nerd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-7548509768935510883?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7548509768935510883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=7548509768935510883&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7548509768935510883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7548509768935510883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-thought-thursday.html' title='Random Thought Thursday'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-7641251935708374148</id><published>2009-03-24T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:16:19.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Commute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SckirSoEYZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/x9MEcwjaLxs/s1600-h/031909_1905%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SckirSoEYZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/x9MEcwjaLxs/s320/031909_1905%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316818962217197970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Starting Our Day! (Still Perky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sckh4I7oqqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/J4bNeCmySro/s1600-h/032009_1031%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sckh4I7oqqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/J4bNeCmySro/s320/032009_1031%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316818083441584802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing The Water -- This picture doesn't do it any justice! Darn camera phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SckjBhCDcpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9-7-Q5Ua9T8/s1600-h/032309_1500%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SckjBhCDcpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9-7-Q5Ua9T8/s320/032309_1500%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316819344041407122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Looking Much Better -- but we need the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SckiShSCOsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4kocaW8pdps/s1600-h/031609_1902%5B00%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SckiShSCOsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4kocaW8pdps/s320/031609_1902%5B00%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316818536654584514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Our Way Home -- Cleary exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, promise, promise, to get prettier pictures before I move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-7641251935708374148?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7641251935708374148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=7641251935708374148&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7641251935708374148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7641251935708374148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/commute.html' title='The Commute'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SckirSoEYZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/x9MEcwjaLxs/s72-c/031909_1905%5B00%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1752969935807498011</id><published>2009-03-22T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T23:22:44.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Dreams. . .Nightmares.</title><content type='html'>Hello lovlies. I'm looking for some insight. I keep having wedding nightmares. Seriously, nightmares. It's not a particular reoccurring dream, but different dreams with different scenarios. I can remember two offhand. In the first one, the cake was awful, the flowers were hideous, and the guests drank all the booze before the wedding, and were none to pleased about it. Oh, and my dad was mad at me, can't particularly remember why, but he was refusing to walk me down the aisle. In the second one, which occur ed last night. . .right next to Farmboy, I was in my wedding dress getting prepared for the big event when Farmboy called to tell me that he had cheated on me. I refused to hear the rest, and said fine. ..I'll see you at the church (or something similar). Why do I keep having these dreams?!? Shouldn't I at least be engaged to have these nightmares? This is driving me crazy, because I don't have fears of infidelity and my parents like Farmboy. And, as far as I know (knock on wood?) everything is pretty okay in paradise. Where is this coming from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS -- Farmboy says he's been having nightmares about me being preggers. I find it odd that we are both having these kind of dreams. Any ideas? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kb-kakekreations.blogspot.com/2008/10/introducing-gilbert-and-gracie-gator.html"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Scb9a2UXj2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/di_H_LWAc6g/s1600-h/080917Jays5120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Scb9a2UXj2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/di_H_LWAc6g/s320/080917Jays5120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316215047856820066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo first posted on Happy Tiers:  The Day in the Life of a Cake Creator. (check it out ladies. ..super cute)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1752969935807498011?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1752969935807498011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1752969935807498011&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1752969935807498011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1752969935807498011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/wedding-dreams-nightmares.html' title='Wedding Dreams. . .Nightmares.'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Scb9a2UXj2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/di_H_LWAc6g/s72-c/080917Jays5120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1872153990720798589</id><published>2009-03-18T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:11:23.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Trips!</title><content type='html'>As promised to sealaura, I wanted to put up some pictures of my favorite day trips -- there are so many! My computer(s) have had a lot of problems lately, and have had to be completely wiped out. . .so. . .most of these are mine, the last is Flikr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScGzQk4-KjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W_tRheEonOQ/s1600-h/DSCN2162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScGzQk4-KjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W_tRheEonOQ/s320/DSCN2162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314726132635806258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The IRB. . .so beautiful and quaint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScG0x0gG-JI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Z1Pwxv6cgfY/s1600-h/DSCN2168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScG0x0gG-JI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Z1Pwxv6cgfY/s320/DSCN2168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314727803273803922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More IRB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScG1teXoJVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pUScPZA9luM/s1600-h/DSCN2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScG1teXoJVI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pUScPZA9luM/s320/DSCN2223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314728828124800338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honeymoon Island. I don't really have great pictures, but this one is worth a 1000 words. TD is allowed &lt;em&gt;AND&lt;/em&gt; it's a beautiful beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScG2ly0BPdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_kwqreR5WQk/s1600-h/2908579124_dbb49a66a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScG2ly0BPdI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_kwqreR5WQk/s320/2908579124_dbb49a66a1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314729795685268946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cedar Key. . .thank you Flikr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could really go on forever, but I guess I'll just have to post as I go to them. ;)  I hope everyone has a wonderful day -- I get to spend it lounging by the pool with my girls sipping daquiris (knock on wood)!  Hooray for one day of spring break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1872153990720798589?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1872153990720798589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1872153990720798589&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1872153990720798589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1872153990720798589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-trips.html' title='Day Trips!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScGzQk4-KjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/W_tRheEonOQ/s72-c/DSCN2162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8462921624299226573</id><published>2009-03-17T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:23:41.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil -- Aunt Flo or Facebook?</title><content type='html'>I hate Aunt Flo.  She is an evil woman and she harms my relationship with Farmboy, who totally does not understand me for one week of the month.  I should really go to bed. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-8462921624299226573?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8462921624299226573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8462921624299226573&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8462921624299226573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8462921624299226573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/evil-aunt-flo-or-facebook.html' title='Evil -- Aunt Flo or Facebook?'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1739512852658149736</id><published>2009-03-17T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:49:49.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Saint Patty's Day</title><content type='html'>I am one of the few Debbie Downer's that isn't Irish, so I feel a bit silly "celebrating" it -- not that I'm not down with holidays that encourage drinking colored beers and saying silly poems. But, I have to work the morning, so. . .have enough fun for all of us if you go out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, back at the nursing home. . . I really had a ton of fun with the old folks today. This little old lady, who is VERY quite, got her lunch before everyone else, and announced to the table that the Irish get served first. I almost wet my pants. I was laughing so hard. I guess you have to see her, and see how cute and quiet and tiny she is, but trust me. Very funny. And did I mention that I got my internship that I wanted? This is the one where I called and shamefully sucked up, BUT turns out they thought that my "sucking up" was very professional, and my have actually landed me the position! Crazy!?! Guess, we really do learn something every day. I will be repeating this method in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have great news! Looks like Farmboy is not moving to Columbia. He is taking a pretty big pay cut to stay close to home, but I am so happy. I know what you all are thinking -- "Aww that's so sweet. He doesn't want to leave her." I wish! haha. But I'll take it, no matter what the reason. I love that y'all were so sweet and supportive though, and through this whole "fiasco" I made a new bloggy friend -- &lt;a href="http://thirtyawakenings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carolina girl&lt;/a&gt; (SEC girls really are the best girls around &lt;3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, SKYNYRD IS COMING TO TAMPA!!!! I'm so pumped. What summer tours are you're looking forward to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.southernbellestore.com/PhotoGallery.asp?ProductCode=SB020"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScBITuEJVSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EAX27GtfrJ4/s1600-h/SB020-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScBITuEJVSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EAX27GtfrJ4/s320/SB020-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314327063917319458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is/was ADD tonight -- I'm on spring break (kind of) and can no longer think in complete sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Mu-Wah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1739512852658149736?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1739512852658149736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1739512852658149736&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1739512852658149736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1739512852658149736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-saint-pattys-day.html' title='Happy Saint Patty&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/ScBITuEJVSI/AAAAAAAAAFw/EAX27GtfrJ4/s72-c/SB020-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8423862295686241269</id><published>2009-03-11T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:27:41.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Pretties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a quick break from studying. . .my BIG licensing exam is on Saturday morning. . .and like a good procrastinator . . . I really have put off studying until the last minute.  At this point, I'm just trying to hit the high notes and refresh a little.  I have a mental list of what I want to look over. . .so I'll let you know in about 3 weeks how it went.  Hopefully I'll have good news.  Keep your fingers crossed and a prayer on your lips for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, back at the hula home front.  No internship today.  I stayed home sick with my trusty sidekick (TD!).  I am just not sleeping well with this allergy thing BUT I went to the doctor and got a prescription (two actually), which should help in the long run.  I should have done this a while (years) ago, but sometimes we need a push.  Are you beginning to notice I'm a bit of a procrastinator?  Also, did you know, that some Publix supermarkets have clinics in them?!?  I know some of you may not be familiar with Publix, but basically it's the best grocery store in the whole wide world, and now they have walk-in clinics.  I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbhkEEFoTmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eS5_W3yjM0o/s1600-h/l_ba85d97b2488b318ad2d219a042ee3bf.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbhkEEFoTmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eS5_W3yjM0o/s320/l_ba85d97b2488b318ad2d219a042ee3bf.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312105781463109218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on the Farmboy front, South Carolina is looking a little less definite.  I hear its beautiful, but I'm a Florida girl, and I would just be in Heaven if he didn't have to move -- and he would be pretty happy too.  Think blueberries y'all.  He has an interview right down the road from his parent's house on Monday.  I'm so mixed up though.  One minute he's definitely going, the next he doesn't know.  I really just want to tell him to call me from wherever it is he goes, and I'll deal with it then, because all the back and forth and wanting my input is just too much. (SUCH A DRAMA QUEEN TODAY)  It will all run its course though, and chances are, regardless of what happens, I'm sure everything will work out.  I'll try and keep you updated though (whether you want to be or not -- hehe -- if not, just skip over that part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also occurred to me that y'all don't know a lot about Farmboy, so I wanted to give everyone some bits of tid on this cute little red head that has me dreading the beautiful state of South Carolina.  Tidbit number 1:  We grew up together.  Well, sort of.  We went to preschool together, unbeknownst to us, and then years later met up in high school.  We actually had crushes on each, again unbeknownst to us, but never dated.  At best I would say we were casual friends.  Then, we started talking again, randomly, a few months back and things just "clicked."  There is just something about each other that we get.  Maybe it's that we grew up in the same little place?  Not many of the kids we grew up with ever went on to college, let alone grad school.  It's nice to be with someone who understands where you came from, but also where you are trying to go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbhjW5XQ01I/AAAAAAAAAFg/bNk8RM5Fqk4/s1600-h/n2017769_50753583_4983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbhjW5XQ01I/AAAAAAAAAFg/bNk8RM5Fqk4/s320/n2017769_50753583_4983.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312105005490164562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-8423862295686241269?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8423862295686241269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8423862295686241269&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8423862295686241269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8423862295686241269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/hi-pretties-taking-quick-break-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbhkEEFoTmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eS5_W3yjM0o/s72-c/l_ba85d97b2488b318ad2d219a042ee3bf.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-7564324883368244047</id><published>2009-03-09T20:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:08:24.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>South Carolina Bound?  Sniffle.</title><content type='html'>Okay ladies. . .sigh. . .Farmboy interviewed for a job today and he got it. Great news right? Not so fast. . .the job is in South Carolina. Ick. It's not a definite yet, but I will know by tomorrow and it's not looking good. I know that people do long distance relationships all the time, but I'm just not happy about it. I don't graduate until August, and even if I did want to follow him (which is a HUGE step/decision) it is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; far from home. I mean, at least its still the south right? PS -- did I mention that his ex lives in the same state. One of the reasons they broke up was because he said he would NEVER move to South Carolina. Karma is funny. Oh, and she is practically South Carolina royalty, not to mention the perfect Southern belle. Ugh. I know I sound insecure, but this all came so fast. Literally, we were walking through a cow pasture (yes, a cow pasture) at 7pm on Friday and he was offered a job over lunch today in Atlanta. So, I'm asking (begging) to hear wonderful things about South Carolina. Places to go, great things to see. . .I'll even take pretty pictures. . .just trying to think positive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.discoversouthcarolina.com/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbXDKkcRdKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QIBhgqA6_Dc/s1600-h/sc_photo_beachcha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbXDKkcRdKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QIBhgqA6_Dc/s320/sc_photo_beachcha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311365921901737122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS -- due to nerves, time changes, and a still stuffy nose. . .I thought of more &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt; favorites. . .hehe. &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;ason jars the smell of fresh &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;int, and &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;oon Pies. How could I forget moon pies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbXK56OsXEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KJ6kE8AGrTs/s1600-h/IMG_1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbXK56OsXEI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/KJ6kE8AGrTs/s320/IMG_1426.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311374431785606210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmboy's 'Good Luck' Tree Bouquet. Yes, I made a tree, not a flower arrangement. He doesn't "do flowers." He's a "tree guy."  And yes, it is in a Mason jar.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-7564324883368244047?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7564324883368244047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=7564324883368244047&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7564324883368244047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7564324883368244047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/south-carolina-bound-sniffle.html' title='South Carolina Bound?  Sniffle.'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbXDKkcRdKI/AAAAAAAAAE4/QIBhgqA6_Dc/s72-c/sc_photo_beachcha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1266719440447463508</id><published>2009-03-08T15:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:43:46.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things. . .</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://southernandsavvy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Southern Savvy &lt;/a&gt;I got to play this fun little game and let y'all know a little more about me. Here are all my favorite things. . .starting with the letter &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;. If you would like to play, let me know and I'll give you a letter. XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muscadine Grapes.&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa used to grow these in his backyard and every time I eat, drink, or smell these I'm reminded of him. And have you ever had Muscadine wine? Mmmm. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQiA1RQfoI/AAAAAAAAADw/1KXVw4JG3Zs/s1600-h/muscadine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQiA1RQfoI/AAAAAAAAADw/1KXVw4JG3Zs/s200/muscadine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310907258271465090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magnolias.&lt;br /&gt;So southern, and they remind me of Farmboy &lt;3 they grow them on his tree farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQoeKnXMpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZA_z0xGkBgg/s1600-h/little_gem_magnolia_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQoeKnXMpI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZA_z0xGkBgg/s320/little_gem_magnolia_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310914359287296658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mangroves, Marathon (FL Keys), Marley, and Margaritaville.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the FL Keys, Jimmy Buffett and all things tropical, including the musical styling of Mr. Bob Marley. A little background: I have been vacationing in the Florida Keys since age 4. After starting college it's been more difficult to remain faithful and find the time, but I still dream of summer days of fishing in the mangroves and visiting Margrativille. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQnwhUWdCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/anWYwrJd6Y0/s1600-h/Red_mangrove_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQnwhUWdCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/anWYwrJd6Y0/s320/Red_mangrove_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310913575107589154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macaroons and Malibu.&lt;br /&gt;So delicious! Love, Love, Love, Coconut (and cocktails)! PS -- Don't tell Deborah Ford, she states that GRITS should never be caught drinking Malibu, but can't we make an exception for Florida GRITS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQnEcJcDwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/odXBG8rUZtw/s1600-h/Coconut%2520on%2520a%2520Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQnEcJcDwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/odXBG8rUZtw/s320/Coconut%2520on%2520a%2520Beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310912817805397762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monograms and Madras.&lt;br /&gt;Do I really have to explain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.jcrew.com"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQrjD9ni5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/8ifGNWs3xMk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQrjD9ni5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/8ifGNWs3xMk/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310917741935823762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coco Mademoiselle.&lt;br /&gt;My "signature" scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQsKruSUkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WPc52wLSDcc/s1600-h/FWCOM010SM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQsKruSUkI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WPc52wLSDcc/s320/FWCOM010SM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310918422623834690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Monroe.&lt;br /&gt;A classic beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQoBKOhS9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AFPlDfnhxkc/s1600-h/marilyn-monroe%2520800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQoBKOhS9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/AFPlDfnhxkc/s320/marilyn-monroe%2520800x600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310913860966894546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maui Melon Mint.&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually an ad they ran. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQmlMigB9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tXXe4Zz9Ij4/s1600-h/Orbit%25205-14-2008%2520lores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQmlMigB9I/AAAAAAAAAD4/tXXe4Zz9Ij4/s320/Orbit%25205-14-2008%2520lores.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310912281039603666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least, Magazines.&lt;br /&gt;My favorites: Coastal Living, Southern Living, and any beauty magazine that grabs my eye. Love brain candy. ALERT: For a limited time, Glamour is selling year subscription for a $1.50! &lt;a href="https://magazine.glamour.com/ecom/subscribe.jsp?oppId=1400029&amp;tgt=/atg/registry/RepositoryTargeters/GLM/GLM_global_headerCallout&amp;placementId=1300238&amp;logOppId=true"&gt;Happy Birthday Glamour!&lt;/a&gt; (And thank you &lt;a href="http://downtownsouthern.blogspot.com/"&gt;Downtown Southern &lt;/a&gt;for telling us!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQqgEdStHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jTEjKmWrsAg/s1600-h/MarchCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQqgEdStHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jTEjKmWrsAg/s320/MarchCover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310916591017440370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1266719440447463508?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1266719440447463508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1266719440447463508&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1266719440447463508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1266719440447463508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanks-to-southern-savvy-i-got-to-play.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things. . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SbQiA1RQfoI/AAAAAAAAADw/1KXVw4JG3Zs/s72-c/muscadine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1165835756961393817</id><published>2009-03-03T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:54:33.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want this. . .</title><content type='html'>Oh my geeze. . .what a long day. I have been suffering from allergies for ~3 weeks now (actually my whole life, but I digress). It had gotten so bad today, that my nose was literally swollen shut. Every time I swallowed I had to pop my ears to clear the pressure. Not to mention that no one likes a mouth breather. . .not even old people. ;) I finally called my best friend, who is a nurse practitioner, out of shear desperation. She gave me a laundry list of things to do before going to the doctor. Among the list was to purchase and use Afrin. How come I never knew about Afrin?!?! My mom is a nurse and it has never been in our house. This stuff is amazing!!! Within in second I could bring air through my nose and blow it!!! (It takes so little to make some people happy.) I'm telling you. . .if they ever need a spokes person for an ad campaign . . I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also (and completely off subject), I found the cutest house this weekend. Actually I've driven by this house hundreds of times, and have seen it go from complete disrepair to very cute. It is now up for sale. I am so jealous! I really want this house. Unfortunately, I do not graduate until August, and it would take me a wee bit of time to save up for the down payment. But it is just so darn adorable! HOPEFULLY (and this is an awful thing to hope for) the housing slump will work its magic. On my left hand I'll keep my fingers crossed that these people sell it to nice people. On my right hand though (and foot), I will keep my fingers (and toes) crossed that it will be there for me when I'm done.  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, so the kitchen looks a little smallish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Someone please remind me of this -- aka -- after it's been sold to someone else)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sa3Zv6VGhuI/AAAAAAAAADg/2Dwa8c39s1w/s1600-h/300190_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309138952874526434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sa3Zv6VGhuI/AAAAAAAAADg/2Dwa8c39s1w/s400/300190_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Original wood floors throughout and I brick fireplace.  I am so smitten. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sa3ZvTKqZ0I/AAAAAAAAADY/-bYZYqZpmE4/s1600-h/300190_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309138942361757506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sa3ZvTKqZ0I/AAAAAAAAADY/-bYZYqZpmE4/s400/300190_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's yellow, I know. . .but it grows on you.  And paint it temporary.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sa3ZvMqbrdI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6FIOzf0C2zc/s1600-h/300190_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309138940615962066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sa3ZvMqbrdI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6FIOzf0C2zc/s400/300190_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look a porch -- with rocking chairs!  And a chimney.  AND a white picket fence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sa3Zu5T2dqI/AAAAAAAAADI/2iTwGntevNM/s1600-h/300190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309138935420974754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sa3Zu5T2dqI/AAAAAAAAADI/2iTwGntevNM/s400/300190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5349041095965605022-1165835756961393817?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1165835756961393817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1165835756961393817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1165835756961393817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1165835756961393817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-this.html' title='I want this. . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sa3Zv6VGhuI/AAAAAAAAADg/2Dwa8c39s1w/s72-c/300190_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1542870358613048085</id><published>2009-03-03T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T13:37:49.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice in March!?!</title><content type='html'>Ladies -- it is cold outside.  Very, very, cold.  We're talking ice on my car.  I can't believe it!  This is March!  In Florida! I was in my bathing suit in 80 degree weather much less than a week ago.  What is a girl to do? Sigh. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1542870358613048085?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1542870358613048085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1542870358613048085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1542870358613048085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1542870358613048085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/ice-in-march.html' title='Ice in March!?!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8324991679480031242</id><published>2009-02-27T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T15:29:08.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Buds and Blossoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is a beautiful &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;79.9&lt;/span&gt; degrees outside today.  The &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;sun&lt;/span&gt; is shining and the sky is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and for once I have no where to be, except outside, taking in the sun like a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;turtle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  (Ever seen those cute little turtles on the logs in rivers?  They're my fave!)  I've been studying for the Praxis, well kind of, and for once it's not so bad because I'm in my favorite chair outside.  I almost feel like I'm on vacation.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Almost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I do have a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;teency&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; confession to make though.  I may have sucked up a little today.  I am normally not a fan of people who do, and I really hate to be a hypocrite. . .&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. . .I had to call anyway.  I'm trying to get an externship, and we are supposed to be interviewed at four different sites, but do to the downfall of the economy (i guess) and a less than productive externship site coordinator, I only get to interview at two.  Anywho, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;short story long&lt;/span&gt;, I had to call to inform the site of my class schedule for the summer, so I may have snuck in something like 'I really enjoyed meeting you and getting an opportunity to see your facility.  I feel like this would be an excellent challenge for me, an&lt;img class="gl_bold" alt="Bold" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;d I really look forward to hearing from you.' (more or less).  This isn't &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right?  I mean it could almost be construed as just being polite.  I had to call. . .so I thought I would attempt to make it count.  I may feel a little silly if I don't get it though.  Oh well. . .back to my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;sunny&lt;/span&gt; day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I added some more pictures for my bloggy friends that aren't getting &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blooms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yet.  Hope y'all like them. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Violets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SahHAfx39xI/AAAAAAAAADA/4874EiPY_lo/s1600-h/IMG_1840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307570234712389394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SahHAfx39xI/AAAAAAAAADA/4874EiPY_lo/s320/IMG_1840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SahG_jeSWiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/D8VmyIbhbMA/s1600-h/IMG_1839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307570218524105250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SahG_jeSWiI/AAAAAAAAAC4/D8VmyIbhbMA/s320/IMG_1839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Camellia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SahG_shw-WI/AAAAAAAAACw/wQCX-P52cnk/s1600-h/IMG_1837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307570220954614114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SahG_shw-WI/AAAAAAAAACw/wQCX-P52cnk/s320/IMG_1837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MORE Azaleas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SahG_VPHxII/AAAAAAAAACo/Rn7RTXRT3Ho/s1600-h/IMG_1835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307570214702400642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SahG_VPHxII/AAAAAAAAACo/Rn7RTXRT3Ho/s320/IMG_1835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5349041095965605022-8324991679480031242?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8324991679480031242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8324991679480031242&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8324991679480031242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8324991679480031242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-buds-and-blossoms.html' title='More Buds and Blossoms'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SahHAfx39xI/AAAAAAAAADA/4874EiPY_lo/s72-c/IMG_1840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1763947391983774537</id><published>2009-02-26T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:18:25.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is coming ---&lt;---@</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Japanese Magnolia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307309628001715186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SadZ_MINg_I/AAAAAAAAACg/bIkii2ruzb8/s320/IMG_1814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Azalea Bud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307309064770073698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SadZeZ7UtGI/AAAAAAAAACY/elYRN04DKdM/s320/IMG_1823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Japanese Magnolia Bud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SadZeOE_zpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4QbQ-0R8_N0/s1600-h/IMG_1813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307309061589421714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SadZeOE_zpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/4QbQ-0R8_N0/s320/IMG_1813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dogwood Bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SadZdm3ua7I/AAAAAAAAACA/faaR5euZ-qM/s1600-h/IMG_1809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307309051064773554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SadZdm3ua7I/AAAAAAAAACA/faaR5euZ-qM/s320/IMG_1809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5349041095965605022-1763947391983774537?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1763947391983774537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1763947391983774537&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1763947391983774537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1763947391983774537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/spring-is-coming.html' title='Spring is coming ---&lt;---@'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SadZ_MINg_I/AAAAAAAAACg/bIkii2ruzb8/s72-c/IMG_1814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-4153022616650845557</id><published>2009-02-24T19:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:53:17.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Farmboy came! He had a farm-related event in the area, and came by afterwards. I had to leave him a key, as he did not have one and I was going to be at a family reunion -- yes, some people still have these. ;) I didn't ask him to go, because, well I figured like most guys, he didn't really feel that urge to spend time with &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of my relatives. Come to find out, he was actually a little hurt that I didn't ask him to go. That's got to be one of my favorite things about him. Just when I think I'm getting him all figured out, there's (generally) a nice surprise. I got to spend two nights with him here and Sunday night I made dinner. Amazing. I never cook really good stuff when it's just me, so I was just as excited to make dinner as he was to eat it. He brought his Mom's cookbook from the Blue Willow Inn (&lt;--- an amazing place to eat in Georgia), and flagged all the different things we wanted to try. Very cute. I ended up making squash casserole, green beans, biscuits, and chicken fried steak with gravy. Mmmm. Then, because I just don't feel like I drive enough, I drove back to our home town yesterday afternoon to watch his sister kick butt in the youth fair. She won tractor driving AND the steer show (. . .if that ain't country). Even though I am from a small agricultural town, I had never been to something quite like this and it was fun. . .and an education. They also include scrapbooking, baking contests, flower arrangements, photography, and other home ec/craft kind of things, which I should have known about in high school -- aka easy "involvement" points on the college resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the lovely sealaura, expressed interest in meeting my beautiful (and furry) baby boy. His name is Tyler or TD (Tyler Dog) for short. He is a three year old Jack Russell, who was taken back to the puppy farm by his first owner because he was ugly! After I found that out, I knew I had to take him home. I mean seriously, who takes a dog back to a puppy farm because he's ugly!?! Come to find out, he does not like to be alone. Read -- the real reason he was taken back. But, it was too late. I was already in love. In order to keep everyone happy, TD and the neighbors, he attends daycare on the days I am interning. I feel a little silly taking him, but he loves it. The picture below is of him boating. . .one of his many hobbies. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SaTAjf4vC4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/HjLx2M9WhZ0/s1600-h/l_8f93d7f26e5ef93094a0fcf1eba3a173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306577977036704642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SaTAjf4vC4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/HjLx2M9WhZ0/s320/l_8f93d7f26e5ef93094a0fcf1eba3a173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-4153022616650845557?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4153022616650845557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=4153022616650845557&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4153022616650845557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4153022616650845557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/farmboy-came-he-had-farm-related-event.html' title=''/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SaTAjf4vC4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/HjLx2M9WhZ0/s72-c/l_8f93d7f26e5ef93094a0fcf1eba3a173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-3584128145180821409</id><published>2009-02-20T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:31:54.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today happiness was. . .</title><content type='html'>An unusually quick trip to work (less than an hour!) when I was running especially late (more than 15 minutes).  The sun was shining the whole way, my precious puppy was sitting next to me, and Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chesney&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;serenaded&lt;/span&gt; me as I crossed over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; blue water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adorable, 80+ year old client, with his European accent, kissing my hand and telling my I was beautiful.  What a sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding out that there is chance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;farmboy&lt;/span&gt; may be coming my way. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandatory Marley on the radio.  Who doesn't love a little Marley on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-3584128145180821409?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3584128145180821409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=3584128145180821409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3584128145180821409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/3584128145180821409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-happiness-was.html' title='Today happiness was. . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-4533236678313895129</id><published>2009-02-20T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:10:30.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Way past bed time. . .</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I got tagged and I am super excited about my first tag, but I can't figure out how to tag others!  Can someone please help me out.  XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-4533236678313895129?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4533236678313895129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=4533236678313895129&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4533236678313895129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/4533236678313895129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/way-past-bed-time.html' title='Way past bed time. . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-7534248370180112407</id><published>2009-02-19T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:06:59.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My first tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZ9C5XukNoI/AAAAAAAAABo/2sT3pBR-lQo/s1600-h/l_909c6284d25039032be2402b1ed0d20f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305032439455037058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZ9C5XukNoI/AAAAAAAAABo/2sT3pBR-lQo/s320/l_909c6284d25039032be2402b1ed0d20f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! Got my first tag! This is the sixth picture from the sixth folder. . .This picture was taken in my parents backyard when a snail decided to take a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;leisurely&lt;/span&gt; walk on my foot. Should I be a foot model? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's my turn to tag. Since I don't have six &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;followers&lt;/span&gt; yet, I pick all of my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; friends. Some (most) of you have already done this, so lets shake it up a bit shall we? Pick you favorite picture and post it. PS -- I am loving all of my new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imjustbeachy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://imjustbeachy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://southernandsavvy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://southernandsavvy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://southernandsavvy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sealaura.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sealaura.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://myflipflopz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://myflipflopz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS(S) -- As you can see I am still having difficulty with the links.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-7534248370180112407?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7534248370180112407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=7534248370180112407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7534248370180112407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7534248370180112407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-tag.html' title='My first tag!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZ9C5XukNoI/AAAAAAAAABo/2sT3pBR-lQo/s72-c/l_909c6284d25039032be2402b1ed0d20f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-7062413772098243587</id><published>2009-02-19T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:41:34.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing farmboy. . .</title><content type='html'>A day in the life of me: Wake up. Shower. Get dressed. Drive to my internship site. Work. Lunch. Work some more. Drive home. Eat. Shower. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Passout&lt;/span&gt;. When I'm not doing this, just substitute work with homework and class and add a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scoach&lt;/span&gt; more eating. This is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;conducive&lt;/span&gt; to having anything interesting to say to your boyfriend, who you dearly love and are dying to have something -- anything(!) -- to talk about. Why don't we talk about his day you ask. . .he works on his family's farm, at least until he gets job working on another farm. Our days just do not provide that much to talk about. I'm almost (&lt;-- notice I said almost) missing his fraternity days. . .at least we could talk about people and events that we were happening there, good or bad. I know, I know. . .we should not gossip. . .but at least it was something to talk about. . .and as my granny always said, if you can't say anything nice about someone, come sit next to me. ;) I mean for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pete's&lt;/span&gt; sake. . . I explained stuttering to him today. That is desperate if I ever heard it! And despite all of this lack of things to talk about, all I want to do when I hang up the phone is call right back. Must be love. . .or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;neuroticism&lt;/span&gt;. All I know is I just want to be there with him and the phone is as close as I get Monday through Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZ4yLNy9cGI/AAAAAAAAABY/otHlZHjBuxA/s1600-h/n2017237_40995058_4925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304732579352375394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZ4yLNy9cGI/AAAAAAAAABY/otHlZHjBuxA/s320/n2017237_40995058_4925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;farmboy&lt;/span&gt; himself. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note -- I got the most amazing deal today! Three tanks from Forever 21 for $3.80 a piece. Don't get me wrong, I love my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;JCrew&lt;/span&gt; tanks, but for something that has to be worn under scrubs in a nursing home, you can't beat it. This is cheaper than Target! (a place that I cannot go into without coming out at least $50 lighter than when I went in) I figure if they make it through the end of the semester (April) they will have more than paid for themselves and I got them in the best spring colors! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-7062413772098243587?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7062413772098243587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=7062413772098243587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7062413772098243587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/7062413772098243587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/missing-farmboy.html' title='Missing farmboy. . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZ4yLNy9cGI/AAAAAAAAABY/otHlZHjBuxA/s72-c/n2017237_40995058_4925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-5170731159496657651</id><published>2009-02-19T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:42:05.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because everyone loves giveaways. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZ2G8wWeGfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dbeUBrNn5E8/s1600-h/SweetTea1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304544314441734642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZ2G8wWeGfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dbeUBrNn5E8/s200/SweetTea1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;{my flip flopz} is having a giveaway. . .if you haven't been to her blog you should! She has the most adorable stuff. . .so scoot! (&lt;a href="http://myflipflopz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://myflipflopz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-5170731159496657651?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5170731159496657651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=5170731159496657651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5170731159496657651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/5170731159496657651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/because-everyone-loves-giveaways.html' title='Because everyone loves giveaways. . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZ2G8wWeGfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/dbeUBrNn5E8/s72-c/SweetTea1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-8126810115806463407</id><published>2009-02-18T19:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:28:20.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Small town girl meets the big city. . .</title><content type='html'>This small town girl is not made for the big city. I am in the middle of my first internship right now, and I chose a place, that in normal traffic would be a little less than an hour away. BUT in rush hour traffic it can take anywhere from an hour and a half to two hours. . .whew! Someone please remind me that for my second internship, and for any futures jobs, that I want to be close -- really, really, close. Between the internship and a long distance relationship I feel like I spend my whole life driving in the car. There is one amazing part though. . .every night I cross the bridge at sunset and get to see the sun go down over the water. It's absolutly worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-8126810115806463407?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8126810115806463407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=8126810115806463407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8126810115806463407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/8126810115806463407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/small-town-girl-meets-big-city.html' title='Small town girl meets the big city. . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-2537027674086779821</id><published>2009-02-17T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T11:32:46.191-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weight Loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinnamon Rolls'/><title type='text'>First Blog. . .yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZrl_rQzQ6I/AAAAAAAAABI/gwDAJlLcWv4/s1600-h/2368115734_36efa355d1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303804393289892770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZrl_rQzQ6I/AAAAAAAAABI/gwDAJlLcWv4/s200/2368115734_36efa355d1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my first post of my first blog EVER! I was never really interested in this until I started reading Puttin' on the G.R.I.T.S. (&lt;a href="http://monogrammedlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://monogrammedlife.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) which I totally found by accident. I completely fell in love with this blog and found myself checking it everyday. So without further. . .procrastination (?). . .here we go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently in grad school and have gained about 10 to 15 pounds -- I blame it on stress -- but umm, it's mostly due to eating whatever I want, whenever I want, and a very cute redhead that I have found myself dating for the past 7 months. Anyway, short story long, I have been trying to lose weight. I have been keeping track of my food intake on my daily plate at &lt;a href="http://www.livestrong.com/"&gt;http://www.livestrong.com/&lt;/a&gt;. It has really made me realize how many calories I take in when I'm not paying attention. Did you know that there are 600+ calories in a cinnamon bun from Panera!?! Ridiculous! I will never touch one again. I could have had like two moon pies for that. . .or a three packages of little debbie cakes. These cinnamon rolls are dead to me now. They are good, but not 600+ calories good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-2537027674086779821?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2537027674086779821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=2537027674086779821&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2537027674086779821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/2537027674086779821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-blog-yay.html' title='First Blog. . .yay!'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZrl_rQzQ6I/AAAAAAAAABI/gwDAJlLcWv4/s72-c/2368115734_36efa355d1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5349041095965605022.post-1019396227424183158</id><published>2009-02-17T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:59:24.009-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hula girl at heart . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZrevlwu2HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/snksc3fm0yQ/s1600-h/n5109117_40229211_4839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303796420353906802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZrevlwu2HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/snksc3fm0yQ/s200/n5109117_40229211_4839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She owns a window to the ocean &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has a pipeline to the sky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But earthly creatures rarely notice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When guardian angels pass them by &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a gecko behind a painting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With hidden wisdom to impart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a world that needs more dancing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's a hula girl at heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photograph shows she is lovely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her barefeet are a work of art &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her fragrance speaks of frangipanni &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes she's still a hula girl at heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With her pen and watercolors &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drawing fish and butterflies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Children always seem to conjur images they recognize &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the land beside the ocean &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where romantics seem to dwell &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Destiny can set in motion &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ripples that turn into swells &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She knows how to face the music &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She knows where the magic starts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a world that needs more dancing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's still a hula girl at heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5349041095965605022-1019396227424183158?l=asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1019396227424183158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5349041095965605022&amp;postID=1019396227424183158&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1019396227424183158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5349041095965605022/posts/default/1019396227424183158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernhulagirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/hula-girl-at-heart.html' title='Hula girl at heart . . .'/><author><name>Hula Girl at Heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02916113925029982166</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/Sej4LpQ_wPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/3jpQCdDFUAw/S220/pineapple.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JHEw5MWBBRc/SZrevlwu2HI/AAAAAAAAAAU/snksc3fm0yQ/s72-c/n5109117_40229211_4839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
