<?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-9350955</id><updated>2011-10-07T23:20:19.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisa's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Follow me through my climb out of the pits of breakup depression into the beautiful sunlight of independence and self-confidence... It might be a long journey, but hey, what else do you have to do????</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/4992736782565849473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-still-goes-by.html' title='Time still goes by....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-3580864669610283087</id><published>2010-01-12T21:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:21:18.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rough year behind me...</title><summary type='text'>I don't understand why I don't express my feelings on here like I used to.  It was a nice avenue to release some tension.  A way to express the things I feel I can't say out loud.  I don't really intend for anyone to read what I write except maybe me when I look back on my life and see how it's changed over the years.  Moving away fixed a lot of my problems.  I am much happier than I would ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/3580864669610283087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=3580864669610283087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/3580864669610283087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/3580864669610283087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2010/01/rough-year-behind-me.html' title='A Rough year behind me...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-3304466259253644490</id><published>2008-12-06T20:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:33:49.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big steps in life....</title><summary type='text'>Well, Again, it's been a long time....  I guess only major things in life merit the written (typed) word.  Well, I bought my first home.  I guess that means you've grown up when you put yourself in to debt like that.  To be a homeowner.  It's a very powerful thing and it makes me very proud.  It's not a mansion by any means, but it's mine and I'm doing it on my own.  That is the important thing.</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-1334380523430449573</id><published>2008-04-27T22:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T22:59:21.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't know why...</title><summary type='text'>I don't know why I don't write more on this blog.  I guess it was a phase that has kinda passed.  Life is too busy now a days to stop and remember it.  I was doing some thinking today.  It'll be three years in July that I've lived away on my own.  You know, alot of people have a big fear that they will end up alone and not making any friends.  For my first year I was dating Pit Guy so I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/1334380523430449573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=1334380523430449573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/1334380523430449573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/1334380523430449573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-know-why.html' title='Don&apos;t know why...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-502682084806313490</id><published>2007-08-08T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T15:14:45.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling apart.....</title><summary type='text'>My world is falling apart.  I huge part of my died Monday night.  I got a call from my parents on Sunday that my horse, Barbea, was sick and the vet was coming Monday to look at her.  I decided to come home so I could be there to talk to the vet.  She was in soo much pain, it was horrible to watch her.  I just sat with her, rubbing her head and waiting for the vet.  She laid down several times </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/502682084806313490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=502682084806313490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/502682084806313490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/502682084806313490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2007/08/falling-apart.html' title='Falling apart.....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-4338301259191735870</id><published>2007-07-30T00:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T01:17:09.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flys by....</title><summary type='text'>I really don't understand why I've been waiting soo long between posts... It's kind of weird...  So, let me get you up to speed...I passed the year mark on my past relationship and there hasn't been anyone to really fill that hole... At least not that deep love hole.  I hate to say but I checked up on my ex today.  He seems to be doing really good.  Looks like he has his life in order with a new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/4338301259191735870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=4338301259191735870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/4338301259191735870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/4338301259191735870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2007/07/time-flys-by.html' title='Time flys by....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-5672864749818900287</id><published>2007-05-11T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T11:05:05.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HUGE day in racing history...</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, Dale Earnhardt Jr made an announcement that will echo through racing like a tidal wave.  He is leaving the company his father built, Dale Earnhardt, Inc.  Of course, that means there will probably be no more Budweiser number 8 on the track after this year (unless Teresa Earnhardt does the one thing to save face and avoid total alienation from Earnhardt Nation and release the number 8 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/5672864749818900287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=5672864749818900287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/5672864749818900287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/5672864749818900287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2007/05/huge-day-in-racing-history.html' title='HUGE day in racing history...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-1798788803736145101</id><published>2007-04-18T07:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T07:21:28.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's funny...</title><summary type='text'>You know it's funny, I've been trying to write on here for the last couple of months and I would get a couple of drafts going and then forget about them.  I didn't sleep very well last night so I needed to share some feelings.  OK, here it is... I'm lonely.  It's been almost a year since I was in a relationship and I'm starting to realize one of my first fears... I might be alone for the rest of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/1798788803736145101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=1798788803736145101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/1798788803736145101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/1798788803736145101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-funny.html' title='It&apos;s funny...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-5585202307476377059</id><published>2007-01-21T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:46:33.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, it's been awhile....</title><summary type='text'>Geez, I don't post in a while and blogspot changes... how weird...  Well, sorry it's been so long and I hope everyone had a great new year.  I guess my life has been pretty boring since I don't really have anything to write about.  I had a great christmas.  I went to the Roush christmas party with my best friend and looked awesome.  You know, the fancy dress, heels and all.. It was really fun.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/5585202307476377059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=5585202307476377059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/5585202307476377059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/5585202307476377059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2007/01/wow-its-been-awhile.html' title='Wow, it&apos;s been awhile....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-116555230297434458</id><published>2006-12-07T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T23:31:42.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it...</title><summary type='text'>Why is it if I don't have anything bad to write about, I don't write??? That's sad.  Actually, I don't even have anything bad to write about now... just a close call.. I had to work until 9:00 pm tonight and the Steelers (my football team) were playing tonight.  I had called my guy friend to see if he wanted to watch it at our bar we usually go to... well, I pulled in the parking lot and my ex's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/116555230297434458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=116555230297434458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/116555230297434458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/116555230297434458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-is-it.html' title='Why is it...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-116261569409538801</id><published>2006-11-03T23:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T00:00:14.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll admit...</title><summary type='text'>I don't have that much pride to admit that... well, I miss my ex.  OK, so I don't have that many days that I miss him, but well, I've had a couple to drink and I started thinking back to the good times.  Things that either one of us could have done differently to change the way things went... There's a song out on the radio now.  It's called "Hate Me" by Blue October... That song just really hits</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/116261569409538801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=116261569409538801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/116261569409538801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/116261569409538801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/11/ill-admit.html' title='I&apos;ll admit...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-116096298948486329</id><published>2006-10-15T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:44:43.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My new addition...</title><summary type='text'>I have been wanting a puppy since I've moved down here.  When the ex lived here, I wasn't allowed to get a puppy.  Well, now I did want I wanted to do.  I have an adorable little Italian Greyhound puppy.  Her name is Vegas!! In honor of the awesome Vegas trip!!!  And, she gets along with Sid, my ferret pretty well.  I'm really excited to have her.  She's a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/116096298948486329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=116096298948486329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/116096298948486329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/116096298948486329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-new-addition.html' title='My new addition...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115975408663624432</id><published>2006-10-01T21:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:54:54.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VEGAS TRIP!!</title><summary type='text'>OK, so me and my best friend went to Las Vegas for a week of vacation!!  You talk about a freakin' blast!!  I had soo much fun!!  It was something I totally needed.  Sometimes you just need to get away to get your head clear and that's what I did.  Of course, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.... But, here are some pictures!!      Create Your Own!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115975408663624432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115975408663624432&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115975408663624432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115975408663624432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/10/vegas-trip.html' title='VEGAS TRIP!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115771754819271711</id><published>2006-09-08T08:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T08:12:28.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Took a hit...</title><summary type='text'>Well, I kinda took a hit yesterday.  Realized the ex had moved on which is a good thing but you know that feeling you get when you realize they have moved on from you is really, well.....sucky...  That kinda ate at me yesterday.  I'm pretty much over him but I still have some head issues to deal with.  I wasn't holding on by no means and it's not like I haven't been seeing people, just the first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115771754819271711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115771754819271711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115771754819271711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115771754819271711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/09/took-hit.html' title='Took a hit...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115745503620147671</id><published>2006-09-05T07:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T07:17:16.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still surviving...</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been a little while since I've last posted.  Actually, a guy cooked me dinner dinner after my last post which was extremely nice.  I had never had a guy call and as me to come over for dinner and he actually cook it for me.  That was cool... But anyway, of course the reason I am writing is because probably for the last week, I've been sorta down... Today will mark the fourth week since</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115745503620147671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115745503620147671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115745503620147671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115745503620147671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/09/still-surviving.html' title='Still surviving...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115651243787216956</id><published>2006-08-25T09:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T09:27:18.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sooo old now....</title><summary type='text'>Well, don't you hate it when you quit getting carded at the bars.  It's a sign that your old and I'm now the ripe old age of 27 almost 30 and it sucks.  I had a great birthday though.  My friends at work had a little party for me which was totally fun... I got some beautiful flowers from an admirer and my friends took me out for drinks after work.  It was all in all a good birthday.  One friend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115651243787216956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115651243787216956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115651243787216956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115651243787216956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-sooo-old-now.html' title='I&apos;m sooo old now....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115564115669123996</id><published>2006-08-15T07:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T07:25:56.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Talladega Nights!!!</title><summary type='text'>OK, movie review time!!  Talladega Nights was funny as hell!!!  It was awesome.  If you love stupid humor which I do then you will love this movie.  It is definitely worth the 8 bucks to see it and totally worth the 20 to buy it when it comes out on DVD... Will Ferrell actually hit the nail on the head!!  Totally hilarious...Plus, Dale Earnhardt Jr. makes a cameo appearance in it!!!  So, I waited</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115564115669123996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115564115669123996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115564115669123996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115564115669123996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/08/talladega-nights.html' title='Talladega Nights!!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115555134987468068</id><published>2006-08-14T06:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T06:29:09.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama....</title><summary type='text'>I know I haven't posted in awhile... I guess if I can't complain about the ex, then I really didn't have anything to say... For a moment, I'm going to bring him out of retirement.  I have let go.  Even though he has called and I have spoken to him, I have let him go.  I was attempting to just be his friend but its now totally totally clear that that could NEVER happen!!  He called last week and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115555134987468068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115555134987468068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115555134987468068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115555134987468068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/08/drama.html' title='Drama....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115436065490332667</id><published>2006-07-31T11:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:44:14.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go.... A clean slate...</title><summary type='text'>I realize I need to let go.  I think I really have, and now I have a clean slate.  Although my no phonecall attempt didn't work (he didn't even remember me being at his place and deleting my number.  He just wondered why he had to look it up)  I'm really letting go.  He called for a favor.  He wanted me to come over and help him with something.  This was after he insisted that I had ruined his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115436065490332667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115436065490332667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115436065490332667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115436065490332667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/letting-go-clean-slate.html' title='Letting go.... A clean slate...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115409009256266332</id><published>2006-07-28T08:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T08:34:52.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How many chances??</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I know I'm pretty much at the end of my rope.  In the past week, I've given the ex 3 chances to rectify the situation.  Not really win me back but make it less harsh, you know.  All three chances have failed.  After he stood me up twice last week, I figured I would just completely give up.  Then on Tuesday night at 12:30am, he calls....I didn't answer..  I am so done with the drunk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115409009256266332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115409009256266332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115409009256266332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115409009256266332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-many-chances.html' title='How many chances??'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115373946123851474</id><published>2006-07-24T07:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T07:11:01.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You, Me, and Dupree...</title><summary type='text'>Movie review time.  Met up with some friends last night after the race to watch, You, Me, and Dupree.  First off, Kate Hudson is freakin' gorgous.  I would love to look like her.  Well, her with more boobs...  I mean, I wouldn't give up all my assets.  Anyway, Pretty good movie.  I would give it 4 out of five stars.  I guess one of the things that kinda threw me off was Matt Dillon.  To me, he's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115373946123851474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115373946123851474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115373946123851474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115373946123851474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-me-and-dupree.html' title='You, Me, and Dupree...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115369087460170296</id><published>2006-07-23T17:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T17:46:00.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day...</title><summary type='text'>Ha, like my new shirt???  hehehehhehee...Well, it's raceday!!  Jr is 42nd so it's really kinda boring.  Go figure.  Well, my weekend kinda sucked.  I did hang out with my friend Saturday night and that was fun.  He's going to keep me in mind for any singles that he knows.  My other friend had to work late so I didn't get to see him either.  Oh well... life goes on..I got an email from an old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115369087460170296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115369087460170296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115369087460170296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115369087460170296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-day.html' title='Another day...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115353728919088422</id><published>2006-07-21T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:01:29.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Set myself up...</title><summary type='text'>You know when you think you're over something and you can face it then something happens to really disappoint you and you kinda backslide... that's what I'm going through.  I was stood up twice this week.  I swallowed my pride and asked someone out to dinner and I not rejected, but left hanging....twice... I guess that's a pretty good sign not to try that again.  So now, I'm kinda sad.  Not a sad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115353728919088422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115353728919088422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115353728919088422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115353728919088422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/set-myself-up.html' title='Set myself up...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115322937370638283</id><published>2006-07-18T09:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T09:29:33.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected....</title><summary type='text'>Well I received an unexpected call yesterday from the ex.  Kinda took me off guard since I had deleted his number.  He wanted a movie I had and I made him a copy.  He came over and picked it up and it was weird you know. He asked me what I was doing this week and when we were going to get together and do something.  I told him I didn't know.   He said he was doing a poker party this weekend and I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115322937370638283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115322937370638283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115322937370638283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115322937370638283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/unexpected.html' title='Unexpected....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115310785844963599</id><published>2006-07-16T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T23:44:18.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive....</title><summary type='text'>It's great to actually discover that I'm are still alive.  I had soo much fun out on the lake today with my new friends it was amazing.  A total different group of people and all of them were totally cool.  I am soo glad I didn't spend the day moping around the house thinking of my ex....although his thoughts were not completely absent during the day, they didn't consume me.  I am soo glad that  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115310785844963599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115310785844963599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115310785844963599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115310785844963599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-alive.html' title='I&apos;m Alive....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115306505805616979</id><published>2006-07-16T11:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T11:50:58.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new book review...</title><summary type='text'>My last break up I read the book He's just not that into you, this one I needed something stronger so I am reading It's Not Me, It's You:  The Ultimate Break up Book.  This book hits the nail on the head.  It even says that the only way a break up doesn't hurt is if you didn't care about the person.  That explains why I'm still losing sleep over it.  It also says that you may never get over it, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115306505805616979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115306505805616979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115306505805616979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115306505805616979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-book-review.html' title='A new book review...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115300289950411404</id><published>2006-07-15T18:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T18:34:59.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins.....</title><summary type='text'>Well, usually after break ups, there is tons of bitterness.  I chose to live my life like he never existed.  At least for the next couple of months...  I guess he's already trying to turn people against me and he probably doesn't even know it.  He can't just leave things between me and him.  I don't care if he talks but don't hurt others in the process.  I don't even care what he says about me.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115300289950411404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115300289950411404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115300289950411404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115300289950411404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins.....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115277533894485927</id><published>2006-07-13T03:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T03:22:18.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big mountain, baby steps...</title><summary type='text'>As you can tell by my last post, I kinda got hit hard by the realization that it was truly over.  I even went to the extent to send him an email asking for him to tell me that there was nothing we can do to make it work.  That was yesterday morning.  By the middle of day, I realized he didn't owe that to me.  I just needed to let it go and deal with it on my own.  I've been on my own for a while,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115277533894485927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115277533894485927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115277533894485927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115277533894485927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/big-mountain-baby-steps.html' title='Big mountain, baby steps...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115270309709544483</id><published>2006-07-12T07:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T07:18:17.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A month today...</title><summary type='text'>Well, the break up has lasted a month...and I'm crying... Why do I hold on??  Last night I had to work on a night I usually don't work.  Last night he picked up the rest of his stuff and left the spare key.. When I got home my heart broke.  I thought as long as he still had stuff here I could hold out hope that he still loved me and wanted to be with me.  Stupid I know.  I hadn't talked to him in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115270309709544483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115270309709544483&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115270309709544483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115270309709544483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/month-today.html' title='A month today...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115249340099678485</id><published>2006-07-09T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:03:21.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Break Up...the movie</title><summary type='text'>I just watched The Break Up....  It is amazing that it is entirely my relationship.  Exactly the reason we broke up and exactly the things I wanted to happen.  I broke up with him hoping he would see the light and change his ways.  See what it is he had and what he let go of.  See the error of his ways and change to keep me... Of course in the end, that's not the way it is.  Oops... I hope I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115249340099678485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115249340099678485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115249340099678485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115249340099678485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/break-upthe-movie.html' title='The Break Up...the movie'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115232366862639927</id><published>2006-07-07T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T21:54:28.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A milestone in life....</title><summary type='text'>I know most people now adays are hitting milestones like marriage... Me, I have been in North Carolina for one year.  I have been away from my family and friends who love me for one entire year.  Yay me.... People have admired me for being brave.  I guess it was a big step to move down here not knowing anyone and making it all by myself.  I did have someone to get me through the first 11 months </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115232366862639927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115232366862639927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115232366862639927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115232366862639927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/07/milestone-in-life.html' title='A milestone in life....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115169418100744556</id><published>2006-06-30T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T15:03:47.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why.... the song</title><summary type='text'>WHYIt's 3 AM and I finally sayI'm sorry for acting that wayI didn't really mean to make you cryOh baby, sometimes I wonder whyWhy does it always have to come downTo you leavingBefore I'll say 'I love you'Why do I always use the wordsThat cut the deepestWhen I know how much it hurts youOh baby why, do I do that to youI know I'd never let you walk awaySo why do I push you 'til you breakAnd why are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115169418100744556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115169418100744556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115169418100744556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115169418100744556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-song.html' title='Why.... the song'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115159159770841884</id><published>2006-06-29T10:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T10:37:21.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Need understanding....</title><summary type='text'>OK, it's been two and a half weeks since the break up.  I'm still doing good.  But I have been doing alot of thinking.  I'm still waiting for the "talk" from the ex.  He did email me and give me a preview of what is to come, if it ever comes... Of course the email got me thinking.  So here it goes... my thoughts...First of all, I believe I am a great catch.  Someone should be happy to have me and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115159159770841884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115159159770841884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115159159770841884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115159159770841884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/06/need-understanding.html' title='Need understanding....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115127071257050658</id><published>2006-06-25T17:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T18:55:17.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost two weeks....</title><summary type='text'>Wow, let me tell you what.... time flys... The last week has been full of unexpected crazy things, none which I care to elaborate on.  All very meaningful and life altering, but all which I will deal with in private.  I've been working on my friendships for the last week.  A friend needed me and I stepped it up and helped him through some hard times.  I still don't think he gets it, but I do care</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115127071257050658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115127071257050658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115127071257050658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115127071257050658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/06/almost-two-weeks.html' title='Almost two weeks....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115068173512945810</id><published>2006-06-18T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:48:55.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a week....</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been almost a week.  I hung out with my one friend Friday night.  I went shopping with another on Saturday and hung out today with some friends.  I'm not alone, that is for sure.  Of course I do have to say this... He did call me on Friday night.  It did make me realize that he hasn't forgotten about me so I slept better.  But today I discovered more things about him I never knew.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115068173512945810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115068173512945810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115068173512945810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115068173512945810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/06/almost-week.html' title='Almost a week....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115046085474488520</id><published>2006-06-16T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T08:27:34.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Need Sleep.....</title><summary type='text'>I'm doing really good.  I'm on my fourth day of get over him and I'm doing rather well.  I have my weekend planned out so I won't be setting at home.  My only problem is, I can't sleep.  I mean, I can, I get to sleep but if I wake up in the middle of the night I'm done for.  My whole relationship comes flooding back and my stupid brain starts going in overtime  'what could I have done differently</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115046085474488520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115046085474488520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115046085474488520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115046085474488520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/06/need-sleep.html' title='Need Sleep.....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115037558562408535</id><published>2006-06-15T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T08:46:25.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day down...</title><summary type='text'>I have made it through another day with no tears.  I will admit that I have entered the bitter stage.  I did go see CARS last night with my friend, Roush Guy.  This whole thing has brought me and him even closer since the 'other girl' was his ex girlfriend.  We had talked about it when they started dating that if they ever broke up and me and pit guy ever broke up that his and mine would get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115037558562408535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115037558562408535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115037558562408535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115037558562408535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-day-down.html' title='Another day down...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115028344365124947</id><published>2006-06-14T06:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T07:10:44.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>36 hours and counting....</title><summary type='text'>Well, I've made it the first 36 hours of the breakup.  I have only had 4 hours of depression, 30 minutes of thinking I'm a loser, and 1 hour of being pissed off.  I think I'm doing really really good.  Don't get me wrong, I do miss him like crazy, but the missing feeling is better than the 'you're-a-piece-of-crap' feeling.  My friend told me to make a list of WHY it was right to end it.  I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115028344365124947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115028344365124947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115028344365124947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115028344365124947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/06/36-hours-and-counting.html' title='36 hours and counting....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115019748798713695</id><published>2006-06-13T07:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T07:18:08.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick a fork in me, I'm done....</title><summary type='text'>You know.  My life is good.  I am in a place with tons of opportunity and good people.  I have a decent job with great people who think the world of me.  I have several friends that I truly and honestly value and I know they truly value me.  Life is good.  My life should get better now.  The one thing in my life that was making me sad and putting me down is gone.  I am now single.  I know what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115019748798713695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115019748798713695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115019748798713695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115019748798713695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/06/stick-fork-in-me-im-done.html' title='Stick a fork in me, I&apos;m done....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-115011142513290066</id><published>2006-06-12T07:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T07:23:45.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bro got married.....</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been a long long weekend... My big brother has finally tied the knot to his girlfriend of 7 years.... It actually was a great great wedding with great food and great people.  My mother thrives on that stuff.  She had the decorations perfect and everything.  My father wore a tux and it took my breath away. It was an amazing weekend.  Makes me kinda sad.  Makes me realize that I am far </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/115011142513290066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=115011142513290066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115011142513290066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/115011142513290066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/06/big-bro-got-married.html' title='Big Bro got married.....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-114756818734330063</id><published>2006-05-13T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T20:56:27.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Downhill slowly....</title><summary type='text'>Well, in case you didn't pick up on the fact that I only post when things aren't going good, they aren't.  My personal life is eating me again.  You know when you get that feeling someone doesn't want to be with you and you start to look back at the last month and realize that they probably didn't want to be with you at all, well that's what I'm going through.  No breakup has occurred....yet... I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/114756818734330063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=114756818734330063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114756818734330063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114756818734330063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/05/downhill-slowly.html' title='Downhill slowly....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-114736082558020454</id><published>2006-05-11T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T11:20:25.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY CRAP!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Did you see American Idol last night????Freakin' Chris got voted off..... Shocking!!!I had him picked to go the the end and win it and now, he's gone.  Unbelieveable!!!I bet Taylor will come out on top or maybe the sleeper, Elliott... Both incredible vocal singers... Elliott especially.  Katherine is also extremely talented but she has been over singing her songs the last several weeks.  I had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/114736082558020454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=114736082558020454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114736082558020454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114736082558020454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/05/holy-crap.html' title='HOLY CRAP!!!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-114728045052434652</id><published>2006-05-10T12:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T13:00:50.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>May Days....</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been a long while since I've posted.  I can't really say a lot hasn't happened but I don't even know where to start.  I have some stress to deal with right now.  Nothing to really worry too much about but my landlord is selling the house I live in and I'm househunting.  That's a really scary thing.  A huge huge step to growing up.    It will probably all end well but I guess I can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/114728045052434652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=114728045052434652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114728045052434652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114728045052434652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-days.html' title='May Days....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-114390278321499526</id><published>2006-04-01T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T09:46:23.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Days go by....</title><summary type='text'>I went home last weekend to be with my family.  It was a good visit.  We remembered the good times with Molly.  I feel better knowing she will never be forgotten.  When I went home, I didn't call any of my friends.  I just hung out with my family the entire weekend.  I guess that was what I needed, just to be around others who were hurting like me.  I was never so homesick as I was that week.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/114390278321499526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=114390278321499526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114390278321499526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114390278321499526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/04/days-go-by.html' title='Days go by....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-114315998476425665</id><published>2006-03-23T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:21:41.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Molly.....</title><summary type='text'>Tonight, my best friend died.  Although she is hundreds of miles away from me, I am still hurting.  I received a phone call from my parents.  Molly was sick.  My best friend for 16 years, who has loved me unconditionally without question for 16 years is gone.  I hope she went peacefully.  I wish I could have been holding her when she went... but I wasn't.  I hope she realized how much I loved her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/114315998476425665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=114315998476425665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114315998476425665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114315998476425665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/03/remembering-molly.html' title='Remembering Molly.....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-114260148998137581</id><published>2006-03-17T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T08:18:10.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Idols and Ice Age 2</title><summary type='text'>OK, so two huge things are coming into my life.... American Idols top 12 and Ice Age 2: The Melt Down.  OK, so yeah, neither really affects me greatly but I love them both just the same.  OK, Idols... My picks right now are Chris, Taylor and Catherine to the final three.  Melissa got booted on Wednesday night which was a long time coming, I believe.  I think next week will be (without hearing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/114260148998137581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=114260148998137581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114260148998137581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114260148998137581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/03/idols-and-ice-age-2.html' title='Idols and Ice Age 2'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-114127288590614700</id><published>2006-03-01T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T23:21:10.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mardi Gras!!!!  NC Style!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Well well well.... I've been having a great time lately!!!  Workin' out three or four days a week, feeling great!!!   It's going really good.... The man thing is going really good too but I'm not gonna write about that.  I AM gonna write about my bar trip with some girls that I hung out with... OK, so we all met at a Pure Romance (dildo/adult toy party) and decided to hit the NV Lounge for Mardi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/114127288590614700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=114127288590614700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114127288590614700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/114127288590614700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/03/mardi-gras-nc-style.html' title='Mardi Gras!!!!  NC Style!!!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-113917882351487350</id><published>2006-02-05T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T17:33:43.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong with me???</title><summary type='text'>OK, so by the absence of posts, you probably figured out that me and Pit Guy were talking again.  He got his apartment and I helped him move in.  We were getting along pretty well Sunday through Wednesday night.  He even started talking again about how we were gonna be together forever.  Well, Today is Sunday and I haven't seen him since Wednesday night when I helped him move.  I haven't heard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/113917882351487350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=113917882351487350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113917882351487350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113917882351487350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='What is wrong with me???'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-113810523839005549</id><published>2006-01-24T06:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T07:20:38.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love fooled....</title><summary type='text'>Well, as you can see, my mind is working overtime.  Why I can't just let things be, I'll never know.  Thanx to the help of Tylenol PM I actually got about 4 hours of uninterrupted sleep.  I am very thankful for that.  I did awake at 5:30 with new thoughts on the break up.  Again, I'm gonna blame my stupidity.  I believe there were plenty of signs where Pit Guy said "just let me go" but for my own</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/113810523839005549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=113810523839005549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113810523839005549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113810523839005549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-fooled.html' title='Love fooled....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-113806052856003308</id><published>2006-01-23T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T18:55:28.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>24 hours later....</title><summary type='text'>Well, he's been gone for over 24 hours.  I made it.  This is the first day of the rest of my life.  I need to make things happen for myself.  After work, I stopped at the YMCA in Mooresville and I'm gonna join.  Hopefully, I will meet some new people and make some new friends.  My own friends.  And there are males there too.  Heck, maybe the man of my dreams.  And if that doesn't happen, then at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/113806052856003308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=113806052856003308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113806052856003308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113806052856003308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/01/24-hours-later.html' title='24 hours later....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-113801814462877247</id><published>2006-01-23T06:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T07:09:04.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No sleep, imagine that....</title><summary type='text'>Well, I made it through one whole night without him.  And let me tell you, I don't know if I can do it again.  I called my parents soo many times just so they could tell me I would be alright.  Everyone says I'm a strong person but I'm not.  My heart makes me weak.  I miss him more than words can describe and for some reason I can only see all the good times we had... I can't find the bad, even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/113801814462877247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=113801814462877247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113801814462877247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113801814462877247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/01/no-sleep-imagine-that.html' title='No sleep, imagine that....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-113796100361041660</id><published>2006-01-22T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T15:17:17.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what trip I'm takin' again....</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, remember the reason the blog was created... Well, I'm gonna go on that same trip again.  I guess the inevidentable finally happened.  Pit Guy moved out.  It was a long time comin' I guess I just didn't want to believe it.  You know, I thought my other ex made an impact on me, Pit Guy, he takes the cake for heartache.  He just dragged his out longer.  He didn't cheat or anything, we just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/113796100361041660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=113796100361041660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113796100361041660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113796100361041660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/01/guess-what-trip-im-takin-again.html' title='Guess what trip I&apos;m takin&apos; again....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-113622730611372674</id><published>2006-01-02T13:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T13:41:46.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2006!!</title><summary type='text'>OK, so maybe I jumped a little too soon on the break up thing.  I guess what I thought and what he thought were two different things.  We decided to see if we can make it work... so far so good.  We had a great new years though.  We hung out with all of our friends down here and it was a great time.  It's weird because we do fit well together.  We just look right together.  Anyway, I guess it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/113622730611372674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=113622730611372674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113622730611372674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113622730611372674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-2006_02.html' title='Happy 2006!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-113534586079216995</id><published>2005-12-23T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T08:51:00.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It always happens to me.....</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas....yeah, right.  Well, yesterday was the end for Pit Guy and me.  I don't know why I find it so freakin hard to find happiness.  Why my heart always gets broken.  I was the one who ended it, but he had made up his mind a long time ago that we would make it through Christmas and then break up.  He said that around the time of my last post.  You can't change someone, you can't fix </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/113534586079216995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=113534586079216995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113534586079216995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113534586079216995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/12/it-always-happens-to-me.html' title='It always happens to me.....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-113433735222991095</id><published>2005-12-11T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T16:44:22.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile....</title><summary type='text'>Well, I guess you can't be happy all the time.... Kinda having a rough weekend.  Things are not looking good for Pit Guy and me.  We have been together five months and for the most part they have been really good.  Just one little slip this weekend has kinda had my heart flip flopping.  You know, it's something I can let go of but do I really want to.  I guess I'm thinking about my future and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/113433735222991095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=113433735222991095&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113433735222991095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113433735222991095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-113102819370354758</id><published>2005-11-03T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T09:40:13.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still on the up!!</title><summary type='text'>I know I've been slacking... I guess that's what happens when your happy.  People always write and remember the bad stuff.  I mean, if you think about it, the whole reason I started this blog was to record my unhappiness.  I guess when the bad gets good, you just live in the moment and forget to jot it down so then when the unhappiness takes over again, you don't remember the good stuff.... The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/113102819370354758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=113102819370354758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113102819370354758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/113102819370354758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/11/still-on-up.html' title='Still on the up!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112972113091995527</id><published>2005-10-19T07:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T07:25:30.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going too good....</title><summary type='text'>I realize it's been a while since I last posted.  I'm sorry for that.  I have been really really busy.  Since my last post I have made a trip home and the family has made a trip down here.   I have a really great family and I am very proud of them.  All is good there.  My personal life, though, is getting a little rocky.  Pit Guy thinks it's weird that I write on this blog so therefore this will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112972113091995527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112972113091995527&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112972113091995527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112972113091995527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/10/going-too-good.html' title='Going too good....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112838203651424420</id><published>2005-10-03T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T19:27:16.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times....</title><summary type='text'>Well, the good times just keep coming.  Me and Pit Guy had a great week together.  He kinda went through a hard time because they had to put his 12 year old cat to sleep but he's working through it.  We went out on Saturday night after he got back from Talladega (trucks were off so he did an ARCA deal).  We hung out with Stout that night and had a really great time.  Chalk up another great friend</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112838203651424420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112838203651424420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112838203651424420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112838203651424420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/10/good-times.html' title='Good times....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112758535368273244</id><published>2005-09-24T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T14:11:42.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, you know what I just realized???</title><summary type='text'>It's been almost a year since I was cheated on.  Wow, I made it.  You know, I didn't think I would.  I thought I would be really unhappy for a couple of years... But, gawd, right now I am having the best time of my life.  Yeah, I'll admit that my new boyfriend doesn't treat me like a princess like my ex did and he's far from the perfect boyfriend but he still makes me happy and I trust him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112758535368273244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112758535368273244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112758535368273244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112758535368273244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/09/wow-you-know-what-i-just-realized.html' title='Wow, you know what I just realized???'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112705421112295066</id><published>2005-09-18T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T13:55:34.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Got some pictures back....</title><summary type='text'>Well, remember the trip to Carowinds a couple of weeks ago?  I got some pictures back from it.  It was a blast thinking back on it. And then I just wasted the rest of the camera on Pit Guy.  We've been getting along really well lately and it shows.  I'm really happy right now.  Kick a$$ job, kick a$$ boyfriend, kick a$$ friends!!!  Who could ask for more... Some friends from up home were down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112705421112295066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112705421112295066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112705421112295066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112705421112295066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/09/got-some-pictures-back.html' title='Got some pictures back....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112669687145286351</id><published>2005-09-14T07:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T07:21:11.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is going good.....</title><summary type='text'>Well, I started my new job and everything is going great.  I jumped right in and didn't really need any training because I knew everything already. I have my own desk, my own phone line, my own computer.  I mean, it's the coolest thing so far!!  Still not my dream job, but it's getting better!! Plus I have benefits which are kick a$$!!! It's all good.  I have three weekends off a month.  It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112669687145286351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112669687145286351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112669687145286351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112669687145286351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-is-going-good.html' title='Life is going good.....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112596325572858242</id><published>2005-09-05T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T19:34:15.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Awhile...I've been busy!!</title><summary type='text'>OK, so I'm sorry it's been soo long since I've last posted.  The last couple of weeks has been non stop.  The Saturday after my birthday, Pit Guy went to visit family and me and Roush Pit Guy went to Paramount's Carowinds theme park.  It was a good day.  We had alot of fun!!!  When I get the camera developed, I'll post some pictures for ya.  That night we went out to the Fox and The Hound bar in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112596325572858242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112596325572858242&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112596325572858242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112596325572858242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-been-awhileive-been-busy.html' title='It&apos;s Been Awhile...I&apos;ve been busy!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112482742986213791</id><published>2005-08-23T15:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T16:04:09.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OOOLLLLLDDDDDD!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>OK, I'm old.  I have finally hit an OLD age.... 26.... Wow... 4 more years til the big 3-0.  And for two months I will be 2 years older than Pit Guy.  Old!!  Well, today was a do absolutely nothing day.  I watched "East of Eden", yes, an OLD movie with James Dean who just so happened to die at the age of 24 *geez, and look what he accomplished by that time!!*  Oh well, I guess everyone gets old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112482742986213791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112482742986213791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112482742986213791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112482742986213791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/08/ooollllldddddd.html' title='OOOLLLLLDDDDDD!!!!!!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112473195073213406</id><published>2005-08-22T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T13:47:03.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UP and OVER!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Well, well, well..... Tomorrow I go UP and OVER!!!  At freakin' 8:05 a.m. I will be 26 years old.... Do you even know how CLOSE that is to 30!!!!!  Gawd, and I thought 25 was gonna be rough!!!  GEEZ!!!  Oh well, at least I got out of my  parents house before I turned 26.  That was something I wanted really really bad.  Heck, probably if you backtracked in the blog, I probably said that somewhere.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112473195073213406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112473195073213406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112473195073213406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112473195073213406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/08/up-and-over.html' title='UP and OVER!!!!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112385245784465708</id><published>2005-08-12T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T10:00:28.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy things, but all good....</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been a little while since I've posted.  I figured I would include some pictures of my trip home and then I got a picture that my mother took when she was down here of me on my porch.  So here they are....OK, so now that that's outa the way I can start explaining the crazy things.  So, as I said in my previous post I got a call for the job in Statesville.  Well, I went for the drug test</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112385245784465708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112385245784465708&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112385245784465708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112385245784465708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/08/crazy-things-but-all-good.html' title='Crazy things, but all good....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112312494825241931</id><published>2005-08-03T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T23:09:08.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip Home...</title><summary type='text'>OK, so it was my first trip home since moving out.  It's crazy how different it is.  I mean, it's like I don't belong there anymore.  My bed isn't there.  I had to sleep on the couch like a visitor.  I mean, it's still home, you know, it's just really different.   A good different though.  A grown up different.  So, I didn't get to see all that many people on my short trip home.  I got to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112312494825241931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112312494825241931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112312494825241931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112312494825241931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-trip-home.html' title='My Trip Home...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112249536893215957</id><published>2005-07-27T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T16:16:08.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Plannin' my trip home...</title><summary type='text'>OK, so I have finally decided to come home and visit on my next couple of days off.  I miss my animals quite a bit but man, I'm gonna miss Pit Guy too!!!  OK, so Pit Guy and I are getting more serious every day.  We have a great time together.  Monday night we went to his sister and her boyfriend's house to grill out.  He tried to cook but he burnt the hell out of it.  He said he was trying to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112249536893215957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112249536893215957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112249536893215957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112249536893215957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/07/plannin-my-trip-home.html' title='Plannin&apos; my trip home...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112229164113199155</id><published>2005-07-25T07:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T07:46:00.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poker night with friends!!</title><summary type='text'>OK, so the Memphis race is over and my guys are back in town.  After a rough day at work which included drunks and cops, I decided to go home and watch/sleep through the race.  A get a knock at my door and it's Roush pit guy.  He hung out for a while and then Pit Guy called.  He came over and we all hung out.  Yeah, it was a tad bit awkward and I looked like crap but hell it's my place, I didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112229164113199155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112229164113199155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112229164113199155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112229164113199155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/07/poker-night-with-friends.html' title='Poker night with friends!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112205565361173502</id><published>2005-07-22T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:07:33.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, so I'm back outa bed now...Things I forgot to tell ya!!</title><summary type='text'>OK, so yeah, after I wrote the previous post I went back to bed until 10:30 so for those of you that know me and found it unbelievable, I did go back to bed!!!  Plus, it was worth it for my hot Pit Guy.  See, I only have to have some motivation to get going in the mornings and work never did that for me!!!  heheheheh.... Anyway, I forgot to tell ya'll about my Wednesday Vinnie's night.  As I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112205565361173502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112205565361173502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112205565361173502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112205565361173502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-so-im-back-outa-bed-nowthings-i.html' title='OK, so I&apos;m back outa bed now...Things I forgot to tell ya!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112202412222396934</id><published>2005-07-22T05:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T05:22:02.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What ARE the chances?????</title><summary type='text'>OK, so as you can tell it is 5:18 a.m. on Friday morning.  I am up because Pit Guy spent the night with me and his ride comes at 6:00 to get him to fly out to Memphis, so I have to be the bad guy and get him up early and take him home. So anyway, a very interesting thing happened last night.  So Pit Guy was here and at 1:38 a.m., who calls?  My EX!!  Yeah, the ex who stomped on my heart and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112202412222396934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112202412222396934&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112202412222396934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112202412222396934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-are-chances.html' title='What ARE the chances?????'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112180329773135141</id><published>2005-07-19T16:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T07:47:27.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home....</title><summary type='text'>Well, I finally have a place to call home.  I little house on Pressley Ave.  It is a really old house with ten foot high ceilings.  It didn't look like much with nothing in it but the parents brought down my stuff and now it looks really nice.  My rooms are large and my bathroom is kick ass... it was really gross but now, it's totally KICK ASS!!!  My kitchen is done in orange and so is my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112180329773135141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112180329773135141&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112180329773135141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112180329773135141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/07/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112094056273029730</id><published>2005-07-09T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T16:22:42.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing from Mooresville!!</title><summary type='text'>OK, so I finally made it to the library to get on the computer to let everyone know how its going.  It's Awesome!!!  I work with the coolest people!!  I have made two friends.. one is the Days Inn lady's son of course and the other is a Roush Pit man.  Ok, so I have two friends that are both on pit crew teams for the Craftsman truck series.  I met Roush Pit man while I was at a bar with my other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112094056273029730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112094056273029730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112094056273029730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112094056273029730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/07/writing-from-mooresville.html' title='Writing from Mooresville!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112061517060234321</id><published>2005-07-05T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T21:59:30.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting very hard... I hate goodbyes</title><summary type='text'>Wow, OK, so it's getting really hard.  This morning I woke up and did the same thing I've done every morning for the last 13 years, I did my chores.  I fed my horse, dogs, ducks, turtles.  And I realized, I won't be doing this anymore.  I won't hear my horse snicker at me while I'm making my way to the barn.  I won't have the cold noses on my dogs right on my hands as I'm walking to the barn.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112061517060234321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112061517060234321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112061517060234321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112061517060234321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/07/getting-very-hard-i-hate-goodbyes.html' title='Getting very hard... I hate goodbyes'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112050425305122845</id><published>2005-07-04T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T15:10:54.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Independence Day...</title><summary type='text'>Well well well, I guess I'm celebrating the last days of my life as a Meigs Countian.  Although I am extremely excited, there is sadness too.  I mean, for the past 25 and a half years this has been my home.  I have never been out on my own, I have never not had someone close.  Being alone does not scare me, I think it's more of the possiblity of being forgotten by my friends here.  I mean, they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112050425305122845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112050425305122845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112050425305122845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112050425305122845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-independence-day.html' title='My Independence Day...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112040057715458841</id><published>2005-07-03T10:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T10:22:57.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD NEWS!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>OK so this morning I was lying in bed, sleeping.... and my cellphone rings!!  It was the nice Days Inn lady from Mooresville.  She said, "How soon can you be back down here??"  I said, "This week sometime, why????"  She said, "My boss has a job for you!!"  I'm there, I've got a job in Mooresville!! It's on like DONKEY KONG...shout out to my little buds!!  OK, so this might sound lame, but Friday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112040057715458841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112040057715458841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112040057715458841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112040057715458841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-news.html' title='GOOD NEWS!!!!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112035793191586282</id><published>2005-07-02T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T22:47:45.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DAYTONA!!! YEAH!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Waitin' on Rain!!!  The Pepsi 400 is tonight.  My racing buddy is there without me.  With the lack of money, I couldn't go even though he called me while I was in Mooresville to see if I was available.  The green flag was delayed over 2 hours for rain.  It's about time to get it started.  Yippee...maybe Dale Jr will do good night!!OK, so the trip to Columbus was alright.  I wasn't impressed with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112035793191586282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112035793191586282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112035793191586282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112035793191586282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/07/daytona-yeah.html' title='DAYTONA!!! YEAH!!!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112014069987931726</id><published>2005-06-30T10:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T10:14:48.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little better day...</title><summary type='text'>OK, so after about three bowls of ice cream...OK, you got me, it was lowfat yogurt!! things started to get a little better.  I chatted with my Army guy and he decided he's still gonna talk to me.  Which is cool but I'm not gonna live my life on hold like I was before.  I'm free game.  So, a friend of mine knowing I'm an unemployed loser asked me to take him to Columbus today.  It's cool because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112014069987931726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112014069987931726&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112014069987931726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112014069987931726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/little-better-day_30.html' title='A little better day...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112009437261638921</id><published>2005-06-29T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T21:19:32.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The icing on the cake....</title><summary type='text'>OK, as if anything could make my SPECTACULAR day any better, I visited my Grandma.  After about a 20 minute conversation she said she feels guilty about something.  I asked her what... What did she do, she brought up my ex's name.  And she wonders why I want to move away from here?!?!  I mean, when a guy who has crushed my heart into a billion pieces and f*cked up just about everything aspect of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112009437261638921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112009437261638921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112009437261638921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112009437261638921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/icing-on-cake.html' title='The icing on the cake....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-112007501133543363</id><published>2005-06-29T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T17:18:51.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>By special request....</title><summary type='text'>OK, so I have been lagging on my postings.  I've been kinda busy and I just got back from another trip to Charlotte/Mooresville.  A high school friend of mine who's in the Army came in this past weekend so I hung out with him and his new wife on Saturday night..  It was a blast.  I got to see some friends I hadn't seen in a long time.  We sat around and reminised about the good ole days over some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/112007501133543363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=112007501133543363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112007501133543363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/112007501133543363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/by-special-request.html' title='By special request....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111947748032334286</id><published>2005-06-22T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:58:00.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems... from the past!!</title><summary type='text'>OK, so I know you are just biting away at your nails in anticipation for more of my Poems...  here are a couple more!!  Hunting SeasonSecret evil sit quietlyBlending trees to painted faceEyes fixed icy into dawn hanging on branchesthat will rule the earth.Silver tips see throughDarkened chamber – innocenceJumps in sight – grazingPeace falls.UntitledThe past is never over norThe future ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111947748032334286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111947748032334286&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111947748032334286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111947748032334286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/poems-from-past.html' title='Poems... from the past!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111941064679402981</id><published>2005-06-21T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T23:24:06.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting...Look what I found...</title><summary type='text'>OK, so I was going through some old files on my computer,  Need to clear out some of the 120Gb hard drive, and I found some old poems I wrote for my creative writing class in college.  OK, these were written back in 1998 so none of the poems reflect anything that has happened since them...even though some may seem like they did.  Anyway, I figure I'll give you a couple at a time....Only YouCold </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111941064679402981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111941064679402981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111941064679402981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111941064679402981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/interestinglook-what-i-found.html' title='Interesting...Look what I found...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111896322438887396</id><published>2005-06-16T18:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T19:07:04.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwin' out the past....</title><summary type='text'>OK, so today I woke up alittle down in the dumps.  Reality hit me.  I don't have a job, I don't have any money, and I hate where I'm at.  So I applied to a bunch of places online, did laundry and chatted with my Army guy.  He does put a smile on my face.  He even asked me to move down there and stay with him.  He said I wouldn't have to worry about money.  It was really sweet but then again, we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111896322438887396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111896322438887396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111896322438887396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111896322438887396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/throwin-out-past.html' title='Throwin&apos; out the past....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111836004483408473</id><published>2005-06-09T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T19:34:04.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people just don't understand....</title><summary type='text'>Ya know, some people just don't understand things.  I have friends that sometimes just don't understand things... but then I have a kick a$$ friend who just always gets me.  She always hits the nail on the head... she always knows just how I am feeling.  That's probably why we are so close.  It's just really funny.  Two seperate brains can function so closely alike.  Weird!!  Anyway, I had a long</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111836004483408473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111836004483408473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111836004483408473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111836004483408473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/some-people-just-dont-understand.html' title='Some people just don&apos;t understand....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111820066144640139</id><published>2005-06-07T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:17:41.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up with that????</title><summary type='text'>OK, so today I spent a leisurely day with my Bud at a Job Fair in Huntington, WV.  I applied for several positions and placement agencies, some show promise.  Anyway, we spent like 4 hours filling out applications and to relax, we headed to the mall.  While on my way to the restroom, my cellphone rings.  The number was not someone I knew but after applying to several jobs, I answered it anyway.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111820066144640139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111820066144640139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111820066144640139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111820066144640139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/whats-up-with-that.html' title='What&apos;s up with that????'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111808597911598737</id><published>2005-06-06T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T15:32:20.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash back.....May 21st... The party...</title><summary type='text'>I noticed that I never posted anything of the party I kept writing about. So, a flashback is in order....dolulu dolulu dolulu *really hard to make sound effects in writing, think Garth and Wayne in Wayne's World and their flashback sound effects*Of course, I spent the day preparing stuff for the party and I was a nervous wreck to actually get there.  I arrived a little after 6 and of course I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111808597911598737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111808597911598737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111808597911598737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111808597911598737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/flash-backmay-21st-party.html' title='Flash back.....May 21st... The party...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111794864572831824</id><published>2005-06-05T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T01:33:19.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip... Part 3...The End</title><summary type='text'>OK, Part 3 might be a little snoozer but hey, it was my trip, I'm gonna tell ya how it went.  So, the campers rolled out at 7.30 a.m.  Extremely early.  It was raining, dreary and just a sucky day.  I left the track and headed to downtown Charlotte which was already cleaned up after the mayhem of the weekend block party.  The city is sooo beautiful, you would never believe that scorns of crazy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111794864572831824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111794864572831824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111794864572831824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111794864572831824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/trip-part-3the-end.html' title='The Trip... Part 3...The End'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111782015431370114</id><published>2005-06-03T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T14:01:46.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip....Part 2</title><summary type='text'>DUNH.DUNH.DUUUUHHHHH...heheheheh...anyone who knows me knows exactly what that is... (think scary piano riff)  Well, it's on to Part 2 of the Charlotte trip.  Well, Saturday came with more people showing up and the atmosphere getting more intense.  Today is the Busch Race.  The true kick off to the race weekend.  Final Practice for the Nextel Cup teams will run directly before the Busch race and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111782015431370114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111782015431370114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111782015431370114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111782015431370114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/trippart-2.html' title='The Trip....Part 2'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111777190496205609</id><published>2005-06-02T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T00:30:00.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip.... Part 1</title><summary type='text'>OK, so I'm back from Charlotte/Mooresville.  LOVE IT!!!  I just love it down there... Since I had a fun filled weekend, I thought I would give it to ya in installments... OH the ANTICIPATION!!!!  heheheheheh... Anyway, I would like to give a shout out to "Anonymous" for leaving some fun comments and being supportive!!!  That is soo kick a$$!!!  In my previous job, the term "Anonymous" caught a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111777190496205609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111777190496205609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111777190496205609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111777190496205609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/06/trip-part-1.html' title='The Trip.... Part 1'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111702855415642392</id><published>2005-05-25T09:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T09:42:34.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Series of Unfortunate Events.....(gotta love Lemony!!)</title><summary type='text'>Well, I am no longer a librarian.  You know it's time to move on when you are driving to work and you think, "boy, if I just drive my car into this tree I wouldn't have to go to work."  Course, I've been feeling that way for a long long time but push came to shove.  It's scary, yes, but I applied for two different jobs and I am going to Charlotte this weekend so hell, maybe I just won't come back</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111702855415642392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111702855415642392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111702855415642392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111702855415642392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/05/series-of-unfortunate-eventsgotta-love.html' title='Series of Unfortunate Events.....(gotta love Lemony!!)'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111668371616795568</id><published>2005-05-21T09:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T09:55:16.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw it...*coughNERDcough*</title><summary type='text'>OK, so I went and seen Star Wars with a friend of mine.  We went to a dinky little cinema for the early movie and when we got our tickets, there was only 22 seats left.  Luckily there were two seats in the back row for us.  It was OK.  It wasn't fantastic.  It is nice to know how Darth Vader became Darth Vader.  I guess I don't give any details for those of you who are gonna run out and see it.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111668371616795568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111668371616795568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111668371616795568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111668371616795568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-saw-itcoughnerdcough.html' title='I saw it...*coughNERDcough*'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111647192666169632</id><published>2005-05-18T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T23:43:43.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Wars.....</title><summary type='text'>So, the new Star Wars movie is coming out tonight at midnight.  Well well well... I'm not in line to see it.  I will see it, but I am not a fan of these prequels.  Now, the first Star Wars trilogy, they were awesome.  I loved them.  Anyway, me and my ex went to see the midnight showing of Spiderman 2 which freakin' rocked.  Anyway, when we were going in, I said, 'the fanatics usually come to this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111647192666169632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111647192666169632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111647192666169632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111647192666169632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/05/star-wars.html' title='Star Wars.....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111605044815929770</id><published>2005-05-14T01:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T15:04:34.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it weird....</title><summary type='text'>OK, so this Friday night I did nothing.  My bud came over and hung out for a while and we watched the Busch race but other than that, I did nothing.  This week had been interesting though. Last Saturday I went to a party with my Columbus friend.  It was a good time, saw alot of people, but I didn't see Mr. Single which is OK. I've given up on him.  He's a lost cause.  Anyway, so I have no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111605044815929770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111605044815929770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111605044815929770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111605044815929770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/05/isnt-it-weird.html' title='Isn&apos;t it weird....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111549806223347889</id><published>2005-05-07T16:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T16:34:22.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another funny thing from this past week...</title><summary type='text'>OK, so I have been going to the tanning bed because I won free sessions at the craft fair.  Well, I was setting in traffic with my music blaring and there was a blonde haired guy in a truck behind me.  I had a hat on and wasn't looking all that cute.  Anyway, the guy was on his cellphone.  While I was waiting for the light to turn to come off the bridge, I heard someone yelling.  My music was soo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111549806223347889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111549806223347889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111549806223347889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111549806223347889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-funny-thing-from-this-past.html' title='Another funny thing from this past week...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111549734513594903</id><published>2005-05-07T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T16:28:11.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Friday...hey, stranger things have happened!!!</title><summary type='text'>OK, again Fun Friday.  This one was gonna be toned down from the last one.  Me and my bud were gonna get one drink at Court Street Grille and head back to his place to watch Napoleon Dynamite, one of the funniest, most pointless movies ever.  So we cruised down town and Court Street was closed at 10:30pm on a Friday night...what is up with that?!?!?!?!?  Well, my bud made the decision to stop at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111549734513594903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111549734513594903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111549734513594903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111549734513594903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-fridayhey-stranger-things-have.html' title='Another Friday...hey, stranger things have happened!!!'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111500712801820986</id><published>2005-05-01T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T16:27:44.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my Fridays...</title><summary type='text'>So I guess I have designated Friday as my party night.  I go to my bud's apartment and we go out.  This Friday, first we drank a little at his apartment just shooting the shit.  Then we headed to Court Street Grill.  Again, there was no one in there.  The former EHS Alum was the bartender again and I got my whiskey sour and took a seat.  I turned around and noticed the bartender was on the phone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111500712801820986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111500712801820986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111500712801820986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111500712801820986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/05/me-and-my-fridays.html' title='Me and my Fridays...'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111423611457816945</id><published>2005-04-23T01:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T02:01:54.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Friday....huh....</title><summary type='text'>OK, so bare with me, my fun friday is still going.  Yeah, that's right, I had a couple of drinks....so sue me!!!  Yeah, so Fun Friday turned out to be freakin' sucky Friday.  We got the new shelves at work today, like we were supposed to...which translated to Lisa working her ass off her entire shift and 45 minutes after!!!  So for 8 hours and 45 minutes I was working hard.  Movin' books and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111423611457816945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111423611457816945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111423611457816945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111423611457816945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/04/fun-fridayhuh.html' title='Fun Friday....huh....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111368303140550544</id><published>2005-04-16T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T16:40:37.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friday Night.....</title><summary type='text'>OK, so this week has been very uneventful.  I have noticed that my constant weightlifting while taking care of my horse has produced a kickass bicep which I am rather pumped about... That is very exciting but much to my dismay, I've put on two pounds....not a good thing, unless it's muscle then that would be cool.  Anyway, so Thursday night, I was working and I received a phone call from a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111368303140550544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111368303140550544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111368303140550544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111368303140550544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-friday-night.html' title='My Friday Night.....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111335052074998339</id><published>2005-04-12T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:05:51.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda Cool....</title><summary type='text'>My friend sent this little survey thing to me today. You are supposed to answer the questions and forward them to the person who sent it to you and the rest of your friends.  You can learn alot about friends that you didn't know so I thought I would share my answers...     All are totally honest...--------------------------------------------Have you ever..Smoked Pot? NoKissed Someone? YesDid a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111335052074998339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111335052074998339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111335052074998339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111335052074998339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/04/kinda-cool.html' title='Kinda Cool....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111334126605001664</id><published>2005-04-12T17:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T17:27:46.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do people do that????</title><summary type='text'>OK, I went to work yesterday and there was a note to call another coworker.  One I don't see very often and don't even particularly care for.  I decided I would call her right before her shift was over but instead she called me.  When I answered the phone the first thing she said was, "I saw your ex the other day!"  I said, " I don't want to hear about it.  I don't care."  She said, "No, just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111334126605001664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111334126605001664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111334126605001664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111334126605001664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/04/why-do-people-do-that.html' title='Why do people do that????'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9350955.post-111316589573794796</id><published>2005-04-10T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T16:44:55.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love the drama....</title><summary type='text'>OK, so my friend from Columbus came down this weekend.  She's my drinking buddy.  Well, Saturday night I had to go to a play that my cousin was in.  It was 2 hours and 45 minutes long which sucked, but it was very good.  Anyway, i had two bonfires to attend that night but I didn't get home from the play until midnight so I opted to just go to one.  The one that Mr. Taken was at... Since he's not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/feeds/111316589573794796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9350955&amp;postID=111316589573794796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111316589573794796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9350955/posts/default/111316589573794796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lisastethem.blogspot.com/2005/04/love-drama.html' title='Love the drama....'/><author><name>LisaStethem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14744760811838938374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://my.eurekanet.com/~stethem/lisaheadshot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
