<?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-3389317775189234422</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:04:43.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Kidding Me?</title><subtitle type='html'>"Friday Night" in a box...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-6539035426654040943</id><published>2011-08-19T19:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T19:55:46.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friends and Old Ones Too</title><content type='html'>Well, tonight is a small group, but it's also a funny night. Lots of giggling. Lots of sharing our hearts... and our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotdogs, Tilly's baked beans, yellow-meat watermelon, zucchini bread, and chips are on the menu tonight. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who couldn't be here, we missed you. Tonight, we have Tilly, Wendy, Tiffany, Kim P, and Crissy as the old friends. Ava and Rebecca are our new friends. Ava and Crissy have been long-distance friends for years, and Ava brought Rebecca with her. Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't visited any websites yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389317775189234422-6539035426654040943?l=areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/6539035426654040943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3389317775189234422&amp;postID=6539035426654040943&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/6539035426654040943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/6539035426654040943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-friends-and-old-ones-too.html' title='New Friends and Old Ones Too'/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-8228316924593832768</id><published>2010-04-09T21:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:18:54.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, April 9th</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since we've blogged. It's Crissy here. Not secrets or surprises. It was a small group tonight: just me, Wendy B, Heather N and Kim P. We spent most of the night talking about our Friday Night Regular Attenders Girl Trip. You have to earn Frequent Friday Miles through-out the year in order to redeem them for a trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the course of our research for the perfect place to stay, we came across a delightfully descriptive Rental By Owner. Here are a few samples of the owner's enthusiastic review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Meanwhile if a bit of arthritis or too many hours at the dinner table have slowed down grandma and grandpa they can easily and gently stroll into and out of that joyous warm water up and down a slowly sloping ramp, steadying themselves and using their arms to pull themselves up against the force of gravity to exit the pool, with no tricky steps and without having to struggle up the 2 ladders the kids so love to clamber up and down." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commentary on this particular one sentence paragraph went a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;"I can't finish this sentence in one breath. It's impossible." - The Long Talker&lt;br /&gt;"The whole thing makes me twitch." - The English Teacher&lt;br /&gt;"What if it's not just grandma? What if a younger person, who is grossly overweight, can't conquer gravity? Are they allowed? This is just too specific!" - The Worrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link: http://www.vrbo.com/247383  Check it. You'll laugh. I promise. There are lots and lots of adjectives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389317775189234422-8228316924593832768?l=areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/8228316924593832768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3389317775189234422&amp;postID=8228316924593832768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/8228316924593832768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/8228316924593832768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/2010/04/friday-april-9th.html' title='Friday, April 9th'/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-5264900822638751478</id><published>2009-12-11T22:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:37:32.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Times</title><content type='html'>Ok, new post. What to write...what to write....Right, who was here. Well, let's see...there's Wendy Bivins, Boo, Crissy, Theresa, Kim, Trisha Chapman, and Michelle Davis and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the menu, we had bacon mashed potatoes, cheese pizza, and a pound cake from Edgar's bakery. Oh-my-yumness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made foam football cut-outs for Ty's football team's Christmas parade float. (Wendy had to make several trips to her house for supplies. Thank goodness, she lives next door. lol) It's going to be a pretty cool-looking float. The weather is supposed to be bad at parade time: 41* and 80% chance of rain. In other words, cold and rainy!!! Very glad I'll be home where it's warm and dry. I'm not nearly as dedicated as Crissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crissy &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; having a gathering next Friday night for those who can make it. Just bring whatever munchies you have or crave. Delish coffee and yummy creamers are always provided. If you bring preschool-age or older kids, be prepared for them to play outside since it will probably be cold then too. (i.e. coats, gloves, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hope to see you there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389317775189234422-5264900822638751478?l=areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/5264900822638751478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3389317775189234422&amp;postID=5264900822638751478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/5264900822638751478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/5264900822638751478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-times.html' title='Fun Times'/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-4654529300023430510</id><published>2009-11-27T21:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T22:10:18.017-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who you missed tonight...(and who was missing you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginger&lt;br /&gt;Kim&lt;br /&gt;Missy&lt;br /&gt;Michelle&lt;br /&gt;Wendy&lt;br /&gt;Crissy (of course)&lt;br /&gt;and maybe Amber???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you missed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Menu:&lt;br /&gt;Delicious Thanksgiving leftovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussions:&lt;br /&gt;1. There was a surprising lack of New Moon talk.&lt;br /&gt;2. Missy's diarrhea phone.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/73360/saturday-night-live-lawrence-welk"&gt;Judy &lt;/a&gt;and her tiny hands (you must watch this now).&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.com/"&gt;I can has cheezburgers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. The people who crashed the State Dinner. Crazy! Although, I propose we attempt this some lovely Friday night. Wouldn't that be fun? And like Jack Handy says,"I think a good gift for the President would be a chocolate revolver. And since he's so busy, you'd probably have to run up to him real quick and hand it to him." "Is that bad?"&lt;br /&gt;6. Great Thanksgiving inspired &lt;a href="http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cake Wrecks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is changed up a bit. Because of Ty's Birthday, Crissy will be leaving at 7:30 to go to a lock in. Sooo, we can still come but we'll need to come earlier and leave earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed all of you who were not here. "We put worms in your bed and we slept in your bed and we put squirrels in your bed and mustard in your bed and we ate it. Du, du, du, du..." (If you don't get this refer to #3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389317775189234422-4654529300023430510?l=areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/4654529300023430510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3389317775189234422&amp;postID=4654529300023430510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/4654529300023430510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/4654529300023430510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-you-missed-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-3117468815798632283</id><published>2009-11-13T23:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:31:30.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Friday Night That Wasn't</title><content type='html'>'Twas Friday night and all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a mouse.  The table was clean and the counter was clear, in hopes that friends soon would be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yard was empty, not a soul to be found.  Just where are the children that love to run around? No yelling, no laughing, no squealing to be heard, to think children were being that quiet is just absurd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to my window to see why it was so quiet, when what to my wondering eyes did I see?  No cars in the driveway and no one to be found, why where on earth could everyone be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Friday night, certainly everyone knows.  I'm missing my friends and know it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SURPRISE&lt;/span&gt;!!!  I hijacked the blog. (I being Wendy.)  I tried to be a little creative and those few lines wore my brain out so I didn't quite go with the poem the whole way, but you get the point.  I figured since we had too much fun to blog last week that I would do a blog this week about not having a Friday night.  I know lots of people had other things going on tonight, like "The Greatest Show on Heaven and Earth" (did I get it right Missy?)  Personally, I had to work so I missed out on the show.  Somebody better tell me how great it was and how cute so and so looked and what what's his name did that was funny.  I would hate to miss out on the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget tomorrow is the Christmas Bazaar at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CPC&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm planning on getting out of bed in time to shop a bit before I have to be at work.  Notice I wrote planning...so hopefully I make it.  Some mornings it is hard to talk myself out of bed, but I really want to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; creativity at work.  .&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;oO&lt;/span&gt;(Must figure out something(s) crafty to make for next year...if I start in January I could have a big inventory...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now *Drum roll please*...we only have 6 days left 'til we get to party at Missy's house and go watch New Moon!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wooohooo&lt;/span&gt;.  It is probably a good thing we couldn't do Friday night because we would have spent the whole night talking about New Moon.  Can we get a moment of silence for the Rob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Patz&lt;/span&gt; fans?  (Personally I don't get it...sorry ladies.)  Also, ladies have you smelled Bath &amp;amp; Bodyworks newest fragrance?  (It is called Twilight Woods.)  You can view it online by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.bathandbodyworks.com/family/index.jsp?categoryId=3895452&amp;amp;cp=2484525&amp;amp;cm_re=Holiday2%20BB-_-Product%202-_-Twilight%20Woods"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but sadly there is no scratch and sniff feature so please keep your noses off your monitors you will just have to visit the store to smell.  The packaging is lovely though.  It makes me feel a little dreamy.  I bought some of the body wash and body splash the other night...sadly so far no sparkly vampire has come to visit me or any werewolf for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did you spend your Friday night?  Inquiring minds want to know.  (Really, I'm just nosy.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389317775189234422-3117468815798632283?l=areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/3117468815798632283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3389317775189234422&amp;postID=3117468815798632283&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/3117468815798632283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/3117468815798632283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-night-that-wasnt.html' title='The Friday Night That Wasn&apos;t'/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-6219827009344647793</id><published>2009-10-23T20:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:31:05.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby It's Cold Outside</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the random title, but I was trying to go for a play on words and it turned a little wonky in my mind. Oh, yeah...the word I was going for a play on was chili because there was lots of chili here. (Cold...chilly...chili...get it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) I threw that in there just for Missy. (Guess you know Missy didn't write the blog then...) So on to the menu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chili&lt;br /&gt;Chili w/ Peppers&lt;br /&gt;Taco Soup&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Enchilada Soup&lt;br /&gt;Brownies w/ yummy goodness mixed in&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin Roll&lt;br /&gt;Mike's Hard Pink Lemonade (Special for Breast Cancer Awareness Month-October)&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy Navels (Wine Coolers People - I don't even want to think about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; navel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Aqua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chickas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In Attendance:&lt;br /&gt;Crissy - DUH, it's her house she has to be here...well except for that time they were late coming home from the beach&lt;br /&gt;Amber&lt;br /&gt;Heather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather Davis&lt;br /&gt;Jada ( Heather D's friend who snorted after some kinda joke...oh yeah, when we were discussing why Ty isn't short for Tyrone. See Jada we told you it would be in the blog.)&lt;br /&gt;Missy&lt;br /&gt;Melissa&lt;br /&gt;Wendy&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;Kim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Poston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (phoned a friend about an injury so she was here via satellite...sort of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....so we don't really have a quote of the night or a website of the night this time. We didn't really touch a computer much tonight. With the exception of looking up an episode of Big Bang Theory, which if you haven't watched you really should because it is funny...unless you are a nerd and don't like being made fun of for being a nerd, then you shouldn't watch the show. The show airs on CBS, but apparently you cannot watch full episodes of this particular show...so you'll have to be old fashioned and actually watch it when it airs live. (Since when did watching a show on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at its actual air time, commercials and all, become old fashioned? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, yeah I don't know either but it did.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topics of discussion tonight:&lt;br /&gt;Post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Partum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Depression&lt;br /&gt;Struggles with children&lt;br /&gt;Things women sometimes aren't told when sent home from the hospital after giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;Epidural side effects - Shake much? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ewwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I don't feel so good.&lt;br /&gt;Lying - who knew your kid was sorta smart if they lie&lt;br /&gt;Paddling Kids&lt;br /&gt;A Cool New Invention for Moms (We can't tell you about it because we haven't sent in the patent for it yet.)&lt;br /&gt;Ty is not short for Tyler or Tyrone&lt;br /&gt;Kidnapping (scary!)&lt;br /&gt;Scary Car Lady&lt;br /&gt;Mug Shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Traumatic&lt;/span&gt; Experiences from Childhood - like being told you're fat, or you have big ears, or you can't sing, or ___ ____ ____ (you fill in the blanks)&lt;br /&gt;The Origin of "Friday Nights"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many other topics I can't quite recall. As the attenders of Friday Nights, we feel lucky to have this outlet to discuss all these crazy topics knowing whatever we share is free from judgment. How many women do you interact with on a daily basis who have such great friends that they can call to share just about anything and know they won't be judged for it? Yeah, I don't know too many people who have this special community either, but isn't it great? Can you imagine how different the world would be if all women had a Friday Nights group? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, lets ponder that for a moment. I'm pretty sure Oprah would be out of a job. (That or she'd host Celebrity Friday Nights.) Anyhow, we feel lucky, more sane at times, and we had a lot of fun . A lot. So I'm off to watch an episode of The Big Bang Theory...(Crissy has a disc from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Netflix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389317775189234422-6219827009344647793?l=areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/6219827009344647793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3389317775189234422&amp;postID=6219827009344647793&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/6219827009344647793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/6219827009344647793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby It&apos;s Cold Outside'/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-41185017341238900</id><published>2009-10-09T23:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:29:21.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. No mystery tonight. I, Crissy Sharp, am posting tonight. We had a slower night tonight. Fun but more low key. We'll take care of housekeeping first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Menu:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef Skillet Fiesta&lt;br /&gt;Chili&lt;br /&gt;Chips and Salsa&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin Roll (Go Wendy!)&lt;br /&gt;Coronas with lime&lt;br /&gt;Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Attendees:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;Kim Poston&lt;br /&gt;Wendy&lt;br /&gt;Whitney&lt;br /&gt;Heather Nold&lt;br /&gt;and... drum roll...&lt;br /&gt;Heather's friend Angie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto the commentary: It was lovely meeting Angie. We've all heard about her before and now we have a face to go with the name. She was everything I expected a good friend of Heather's to be: friendly, witty, funny, etc. She made us laugh. (Angie, if you're reading this, I hope your flight was perfect... with or without the drugs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our youtube clip of the night was chosen from the many that we watched. We laughed until we cried. We revisited some Brian Reagan clips that were particularly delightful. (ie. flying) But for the most part we watched Jim Gaffigan clips. A big shout out to KimHill for the FYI. So our clip of the night is:  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9c9lAfXQHs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9c9lAfXQHs&lt;/a&gt; Watch and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't really discuss websites tonight; so no new websites. But you can always visit &lt;a href="http://www.failblog.org/"&gt;www.failblog.org&lt;/a&gt; if you're needing a fix. Keep the kiddies away until you've previewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our phrase of the night was "Stand down wind." You just had to be here to appreciate it. But it covered everything from smells to cremated ashes. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now... lemme see... 11:30 pm. Whitney left over an hour ago. Heather and Angie have been gone for a few minutes. Kim just walked out the door. Wendy's headed that way. It's been a good day... Missed you if you weren't here! Come next week. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389317775189234422-41185017341238900?l=areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/41185017341238900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3389317775189234422&amp;postID=41185017341238900&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/41185017341238900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/41185017341238900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-8495834480895496969</id><published>2009-10-04T19:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:50:47.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTsnpQJ4mAE/SslCZctt30I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sRH3KlrtlRo/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388911434097614658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTsnpQJ4mAE/SslCZctt30I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sRH3KlrtlRo/s320/cake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A special thank you to Melissa Mohr for our delicious wrecktastic Friday night tribute cake. It was delicious! Thank you so much. The beauty of your cake invokes the question, "Why the frown, friend?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389317775189234422-8495834480895496969?l=areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/8495834480895496969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3389317775189234422&amp;postID=8495834480895496969&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/8495834480895496969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/8495834480895496969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/2009/10/special-thank-you-to-melissa-mohr-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FTsnpQJ4mAE/SslCZctt30I/AAAAAAAAAAM/sRH3KlrtlRo/s72-c/cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-5887509896942254662</id><published>2009-10-02T21:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:00:05.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here it is, Friday night again. First is roll call: Wendy, Ginger, Whitney, Crissy, Theresa, Heather, Kim, and Melissa. Frank was here for a while too. He he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next, our list of edibles: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;coffee,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watermelon Bacardi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dirty rice w/ meat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;beef stew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;grilled chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mac-n-cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ripple chips w/ french onion dip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;corn chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cornbread w/ corn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;banana creme pound cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pumpkin roll, &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a delicious, yummy, Wrecktastic cake. This is the food of champions... well, Friday Night goers anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The website of the night is &lt;a href="http://www.cakewrecks.com/"&gt;www.cakewrecks.com&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy this funny site. Be advised that this site can, rarely, have inappropriate stuff. Be aware of your audience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Best of all is our quote of the evening: "The Rock IS the Antichrist." Of course, this was said for effect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was a conversation involving glitter, but it's better left unwritten. ;D Suffice it to say there were many jokes and lots of laughing involved. Yet another conversation involved feline nervous habits. Very funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enough entertainment for now. Sleep beckons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389317775189234422-5887509896942254662?l=areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/5887509896942254662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3389317775189234422&amp;postID=5887509896942254662&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/5887509896942254662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/5887509896942254662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-it-is-friday-night-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-3626759799204262850</id><published>2009-09-25T21:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:40:13.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Night the Lights Went Out In Odenville</title><content type='html'>Hello, followers! You know who you are.... *raised eyebrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are burning up with curiosity....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Drum Roll Please****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missy was last week's mystery blogger! Your prize is on the way. Keep lookin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you missed it, Friday night was way fun! And if you didn't miss it... well, it was still way fun but you already knew that. So why are you bothering me? Where was I???? ... Oh yeah. There were 8 beautiful broads here along with boat-loads of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tonight's menu&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mexican Vegetarian Dip&lt;br /&gt;Taco Soup&lt;br /&gt;Chicken and Pasta&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Salads&lt;br /&gt;Homemade Cookies&lt;br /&gt;and ...&lt;br /&gt;Hershey's Chocolate Pie!!!&lt;br /&gt;1 Bottle of wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Video of the Night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ikTxfIDYx6Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ikTxfIDYx6Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead. Watch it. You know you want to. It's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Websites of the Night: &lt;/strong&gt;(It's a two for one special!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://itmademyday.com/"&gt;http://itmademyday.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/"&gt;http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto the commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we had to call it early because the Sharp Boys have football games in the morning. Rain or shine. Oh, Yeah. Good times. We listened to our smokin' good playlist, with the exception of the last song, which is totally the Baptist's fault; but I won't name names. We watched our video of the night. OH! And we watched the New Moon fanmade trailer that is over 6 minutes long and consists of all the released footage (plus some bootleg) that was rearranged in order. It was niiiccceee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About halfway through the night the power went out and about a minute later Dave walked in. It looked for all the world like he got scared of the dark and came in search of Wendy. It was very entertaining. I'm not sure if he thought so. He hung out in the kitchen until Wendy told him it looked creepy for him to stand in the dark recesses drinking a beer and listening. He left and went to the store for ice. (unimportant detail given as a bonus.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lit candles, drank the rest of the lukewarm coffee, ate the pie and listened to the kids sing Viva La Vida on the front porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main Topic of the Night:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upcoming Christmas Bazaar at the church. 12 of the 26 booths are already reserved. (Yes, Virge and Michelle, you were counted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it. Friday night in a nutshell. We missed you. You shoulda been here. Well, not Heather cause she's sick and we can't have her bringing her vile germs around us. But we did miss her nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got any suggestions for songs to add to the playlist? Leave us a comment. Got favorite videos or pictures? Send them in. Our new email address is &lt;a href="mailto:fridaynightsreformed@gmail.com"&gt;fridaynightsreformed@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389317775189234422-3626759799204262850?l=areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/feeds/3626759799204262850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3389317775189234422&amp;postID=3626759799204262850&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/3626759799204262850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389317775189234422/posts/default/3626759799204262850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://areyoukiddingmefridays.blogspot.com/2009/09/night-lights-went-out-in-odenville.html' title='The Night the Lights Went Out In Odenville'/><author><name>Shhh...Chris is sleeping. DOOR!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11137751922607466431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389317775189234422.post-8111080959207456232</id><published>2009-09-18T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:20:52.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In case you are wondering</title><content type='html'>Welcome Friday Night lovely ladies to our brand spankin new, interactive, and frankly, quite kick a@@ blog. Not for the faint of heart. But if you have ever been to a Friday night event, you already know that.&lt;br /&gt;What is the point you may ask? I feel the need to tell you. Full disclosure is after all, what we always offer on a typical Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with the name of our fun filled blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Are you kidding me?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you been sitting around the rectangular-green table, and heard this statement "Are you kidding me?" As a matter of fact, as I type that very statement I find myself in an argument with our hostess on the color of her table. Seriously, Are you kidding me? Come on now, show of hands...rectangular table- BLUE or GREEN? We'll take a vote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The winner wins. What does the winner win? Your very own 6 foot 2 inch Edward Cullen wall cut out. (Tube of glitter will be thrown in as a bonus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to interrupt.... I was there when Chris refurbished the table. It's BLUE! There... continue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for that interruption hostess without the mostess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back to the subject at hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SOME of you missed Friday night tonight. And honestly, you were missed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You see we all are special. Some more than others. But we all contribute to the fun around the rectangular-green table. We all at some point during the night say "Are you kidding me", and we all enjoy the mess out of the fun. Fun times. Yeah. Fun times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we thought, and I will quote "What if we started a Friday night blog?!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wasn't that brilliant?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Moment of silence for the brilliance of this brilliant idea.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things you should know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Every Friday night we will have a different blog hostess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's up to YOU to decide, "HMMMM, which one of my wonderful friends was tonight's guest writer?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you guess right, YOU get to sit next to that person the next Friday night. Seriously friends, this is the gift that keeps on giving and giving and giving some more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Our blog posts will be signed with the following signature...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Sssshhh, Chris is sleeping!.........&lt;strong&gt;DOOOR!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Really, does this need further explanation? If it does you are apparently deaf. Or dumb. I'll let you self diagnose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you are at home on a Friday night, then you are not here. Profound. Let that sink in...............................................................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK. Done? I know the first thing that you wonder about on a Friday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I wonder what they ate?" Don't even tell me that you don't wonder about it. Everybody thinks about the chocolate. And the wine. And the salty stuff. And the meat. You do, admit it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we will fill you in, every Friday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It will go something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mexican Casserole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Red Beans and Rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gross, Piggly Wiggly Brand Oreos. ( Do NOT buy these! Splurge, get the real thing! Or the Aldi brand)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 1/2 bottles of Arbor Mist Wine. Various flavors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;Other features you can expect to see on this, your new favorite website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Favorite You tube clip of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Favorite Web-site of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Quote of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite topic of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Other surprising things, that if you ever attend, you will know what we mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets re-cap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here is what you have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Save this blog to your favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll pause and give you a second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In my mind I am playing the music of "Sting".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got it in your favorites? Ok, good girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Guess the guest writer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Leave your comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Stop being a slacker and missing Friday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously, do you not know how good it is for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Studies show that 4 out of 5 dentist recommend Friday nights. The 5th dentist died suddenly. It was sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on girls, let us know what you think!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And don't forget to come back. It's for your good and our selfish purposes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey, add yourself to become a follower too. This is a case when being a follower is a good thing. So add yourself. Follow the blog. Follow us in our folly. 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