<?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-7284725</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:17:02.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Big</title><subtitle type='html'>Tales of intrigue from someone who likes things on the big side...Muscles, cars, ideas, pretty much everything.  Welcome to my world.
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-110799844321660795</id><published>2005-02-09T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T17:20:43.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ding, Dong, The Wicked Bitch is Gone</title><summary type='text'>Think the song from The Wizard of Oz. News this morning announced that Carly Fiorina, former CEO of Hewlett Packard, was fired. Talk about rejoicing around our house and state for that matter. My husband currently works for HP and I did as well until I was layed-off due to company strategies created by this woman. He is also facing the same fate because this woman was so in favor of shipping all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/110799844321660795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=110799844321660795' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/110799844321660795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/110799844321660795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2005/02/ding-dong-wicked-bitch-is-gone.html' title='Ding, Dong, The Wicked Bitch is Gone'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-110685597197545350</id><published>2005-01-27T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T12:01:13.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Shit</title><summary type='text'>There is a certain fast food restaurant around the country that has completely blown my mind (and not in a good way). This place has a sandwich which consists of pastrami, hamburger patties (yes, more than one), cheese and a number of other things. You may have seen it advertised on TV. The thing that is just plain wrong about this sandwich is that is contains between 1300-1400 calories. It is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/110685597197545350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=110685597197545350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/110685597197545350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/110685597197545350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2005/01/holy-shit.html' title='Holy Shit'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-110660460146412026</id><published>2005-01-24T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T14:10:01.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, I am still alive</title><summary type='text'>I started a new BFL Challenge today. It should be interesting since I cannot lift weights like I normally would due to the tear in one of the disks in my back (L5). I am doing physical therapy to recover and tried a little cardio today. I walked up and down my stairs for about 20 minutes. Doesn't sound like much, but I was happy to finally have the strength to do it. It beats the hell out of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/110660460146412026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=110660460146412026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/110660460146412026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/110660460146412026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2005/01/ok-i-am-still-alive.html' title='Ok, I am still alive'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109753505937061193</id><published>2004-10-11T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T15:50:59.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, Everyone Say It, Shauntel's a Slacker</title><summary type='text'>I have been neglecting this blog.  I have been insanely busy and all of my extracuricular activites, including this blog, have been put on hold.  Now that I am settling into a more normal schedule again, I should be able to post, and do other things like putting on my makeup everyday again.So, Halloween is coming up.  Any ideas for unusual costumes?  We have a party to go to and I want to go as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109753505937061193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109753505937061193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109753505937061193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109753505937061193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/10/ok-everyone-say-it-shauntels-slacker.html' title='Ok, Everyone Say It, Shauntel&apos;s a Slacker'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109571126034513441</id><published>2004-09-20T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T13:14:20.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Car</title><summary type='text'>I got a new car! I got a new car!! I GOT A NEW CAR!!!! In case you couldn't tell, I am very excited.  It is a 2005 Pontiac Vibe (insert dirty joke here).  After months of test driving and playing around with finances, I am finally the proud owner of a baby-safe, sporty, new car.  We have been looking for so long, and I never expected to get to get new...I thought we would end up getting something</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109571126034513441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109571126034513441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109571126034513441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109571126034513441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-car.html' title='New Car'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109371714823163899</id><published>2004-08-28T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T11:19:08.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your least favorite color and why??</title><summary type='text'>Hi everyone, sorry I haven't posted in a while.  Just wrapping up a business trip and I will be back home soon.As for the question, for me, it has to shit green.  It reminds me of the diaper bombs that my baby likes to leave.  It is also is not a very happy color.  I also don't like mustard yellow.  It reminds me of those nasty sweaters from the 80's with the brightly colored geometric shapes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109371714823163899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109371714823163899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109371714823163899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109371714823163899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-is-your-least-favorite-color-and.html' title='What is your least favorite color and why??'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109294641140652788</id><published>2004-08-19T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T13:17:32.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Good Girl</title><summary type='text'>Below is a picture of my Fila Brasileiro, Jada, doing her main job-protecting her family. Jada had been snoozing away on her nice cushy dog bed in the other room when the baby decided to lay down and take a nap by the baby gate. As soon as she had fallen asleep, Jada came in and laid down beside her to keep watch. Let me tell you just how good she is. The baby slept here for 2 1/2 hours (yes she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109294641140652788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109294641140652788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109294641140652788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109294641140652788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-good-girl.html' title='What a Good Girl'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109294222656108912</id><published>2004-08-19T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T12:03:46.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Guardian</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109294222656108912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109294222656108912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109294222656108912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109294222656108912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/08/guardian.html' title=''/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109294203412248057</id><published>2004-08-19T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T12:03:05.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109294203412248057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109294203412248057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109294203412248057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109294203412248057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109284132171233534</id><published>2004-08-18T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T08:02:01.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid People Suck</title><summary type='text'>Ok all you moms out there, prepare to get pissed.So last night I had to go to the store to pick up some essentials (formula, pepsi for my pepsi addicted husband, diaper pail refills etc.). Everything was fine until the drive home. The fucking moron of a woman in front of me was driving a big SUV. All would have been fine except for the fact that her baby (no more than 2) was not fastened in to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109284132171233534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109284132171233534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109284132171233534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109284132171233534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/08/stupid-people-suck.html' title='Stupid People Suck'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109167750858019365</id><published>2004-08-04T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T20:45:08.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought</title><summary type='text'>So, how much is a shitload anyway?  Anyone care to offer their opinion?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109167750858019365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109167750858019365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109167750858019365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109167750858019365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/08/random-thought.html' title='Random Thought'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109157751412561343</id><published>2004-08-03T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:58:34.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that are pissing me off today</title><summary type='text'>Having a boss that piles last minute work on my desk before I go on vacation-I want everything done before I go.Stupid people-people shooting their mouths off when they have no clue what they are talking about.Coworkers interrupting my boss while he is on the phone with me cross-country because they are not currently the center of attentionLack of coffee-haven't been able to go get any (see item </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109157751412561343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109157751412561343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109157751412561343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109157751412561343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/08/things-that-are-pissing-me-off-today.html' title='Things that are pissing me off today'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109096280966127149</id><published>2004-07-27T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T14:13:29.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things that make me happy</title><summary type='text'>A hug from my little girl--she is just starting to show affection.uncontrollable belly-laughs from the same little girl.My husband telling me I'm cool.Mastiff hugs.  My Fila coming and shoving her great big head underneath my arm while I am working on the computer.Casey bumps.  My other dog's form of affection--she bumps her head on my leg when she walks by.Good friends.  They make life more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109096280966127149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109096280966127149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109096280966127149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109096280966127149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/07/some-things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='Some things that make me happy'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109069800157328414</id><published>2004-07-24T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T12:40:01.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think It's Time</title><summary type='text'>This time of year is always a time of reflection for me.  Yesterday marked the seventh anniversary of death of someone very dear to me. My Mom wasn't someone you call normal.  I don't mean that in a bad way at all.  What I mean in saying that is she didn't follow the "norm."  She was an individual that truly did not care what other people thought of her, with the exception of her kids.  She was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109069800157328414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109069800157328414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109069800157328414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109069800157328414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-think-its-time.html' title='I Think It&apos;s Time'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109044820677497285</id><published>2004-07-21T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T15:16:46.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anybody Want to Buy a Car???</title><summary type='text'>The below pictures my friends are of  a 1967 Camero.  It has been completely rebuilt and is looking for a new home.  I will probably cry when we find a buyer, but the baby needs a new car and my husband is ready for a new project. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109044820677497285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109044820677497285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109044820677497285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109044820677497285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/07/anybody-want-to-buy-car.html' title='Anybody Want to Buy a Car???'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109044785244356487</id><published>2004-07-21T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T15:10:52.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Beautiful Thing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109044783390463087</id><published>2004-07-21T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T15:10:33.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a pretty engine!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109044783390463087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109044783390463087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109044783390463087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109044783390463087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/07/what-pretty-engine.html' title=''/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-109044574246259993</id><published>2004-07-21T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T14:35:42.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bigger is Better</title><summary type='text'>I don't care what they say, bigger is better.  I am excited to announce that I have gained an inch of muscle to my biceps and a half an inch to my forearms.  Lifting heavy is really beginning to pay off.  I have become a little obsessed with my bodybuilding lifestyle and have no intentions of stopping now.  I eat, sleep, and breathe bodybuilding.  It is amazing how you feel when you completely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/109044574246259993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=109044574246259993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109044574246259993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/109044574246259993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/07/bigger-is-better.html' title='Bigger is Better'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108986101451498216</id><published>2004-07-14T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T20:10:14.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny things today</title><summary type='text'>It is hotter than Hades here.  It has to be at least 1000 degrees outside with no break in sight.  My poor husband doesn't have any air conditioning in his truck and continually comes home from work soaking wet.  When he came through the door tonight he was walking kind of bow-legged and wiggling his ass.  Apparently, when it is 1000 degrees, men have a problem with their balls sticking to their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108986101451498216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108986101451498216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108986101451498216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108986101451498216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/07/funny-things-today.html' title='Funny things today'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108951545626139614</id><published>2004-07-10T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T20:10:56.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Actually, I do have some excitement</title><summary type='text'>I have been participating in the DivaQuest challenge and for those of you reading this (does anyone actually read this?), I do have an exciting announcement.  I have lost another 2 pounds.  These girls (and boys) have helped me tremendously and we have only been doing this officially for one week.  They are very supportive of everyone...It is truly wonderful and it is great not to get attacked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108951545626139614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108951545626139614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108951545626139614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108951545626139614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/07/actually-i-do-have-some-excitement.html' title='Actually, I do have some excitement'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108951482229445880</id><published>2004-07-10T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T20:00:22.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Work</title><summary type='text'>So, it has been over a year since I have had job that has given me a paycheck.  While I love my daughter dearly, I will enjoy thinking like an adult again.  The drawback, even though I work from home, is that I won't be able to spend as much time with her.  I suppose that is okay, and that it will be good for her to go to day care a couple of days a week, but I will miss her like crazy.I, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108951482229445880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108951482229445880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108951482229445880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108951482229445880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/07/back-to-work.html' title='Back to Work'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108934226807492433</id><published>2004-07-08T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T20:04:28.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting day</title><summary type='text'>I unfortunately got to check out my emergency situation mommy skills today.  My little PeeWee started choking on her food (she thinks it's fun to shove it all in at once).  Talk about scaring the holy living piss out of me.  She coughed once and then couldn't pull any air in.  I don't know if what I did was correct, but it worked.  I put my finger in her mouth and got out as much as I could and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108934226807492433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108934226807492433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108934226807492433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108934226807492433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/07/interesting-day.html' title='Interesting day'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108923784821745076</id><published>2004-07-07T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T15:19:29.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does mowing the lawn count as cardio??</title><summary type='text'>I haven't done my cardio for the day and am really dreading it.  I have absolutely no desire to drag my butt up the stairs to change.  I have not desire to mount the elliptical machine or climb to nowhere.  To make matters worse, I have to mow the yard tonight and it is like 1000 degrees outside.  The heat we are having is officially kicking my ass.  So this has me pondering the question, "Does </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108923784821745076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108923784821745076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108923784821745076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108923784821745076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/07/does-mowing-lawn-count-as-cardio.html' title='Does mowing the lawn count as cardio??'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108845357741515097</id><published>2004-06-28T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T13:38:43.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing a Little Reminiscing</title><summary type='text'>Mom and PeeWee at about 3 monthsSo, the little missy in the picture is going to be a whole year old this week.  It is so hard for me to believe that it has already been a year.  She is definitely the light of my life and I have enjoyed every minute of being a mother.  She has so much personality now and is almost walking.  She is the biggest little ham and cracks everybody up.  I wonder if she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108845357741515097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108845357741515097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108845357741515097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108845357741515097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/06/doing-little-reminiscing.html' title='Doing a Little Reminiscing'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108822577486857352</id><published>2004-06-25T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T21:56:14.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure with Velcro Dog and Ant Wars</title><summary type='text'>Yester day it was hotter than a mofo here.  Towards the end of the day it started to cloud up and you could see the tell tale signs of a mongo thunderstorm building.  As the afternoon wore on it kept getting darker and darker.  I wasn't paying to much attention and suddenly noticed Casey (aka weanie dog) trying to belly crawl under the desk in my windowless home office while I was trying to work.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108822577486857352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108822577486857352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108822577486857352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108822577486857352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/06/adventure-with-velcro-dog-and-ant-wars.html' title='Adventure with Velcro Dog and Ant Wars'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108801568723463428</id><published>2004-06-23T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T11:34:47.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Spark Back</title><summary type='text'>Okay, depression over.  I basically looked myself in the mirror and said "get the f@*k over it."  So, it doesn't happen over night...Something I finally remembered.  I have been eating clean and lifting heavy this week.  Wasn't sure I would be able to after the hamstring injury, but I decided to try.  For leg day, I decided to work hamstrings first for a little extra stability (if I do quads/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108801568723463428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108801568723463428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108801568723463428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108801568723463428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/06/got-spark-back.html' title='Got Spark Back'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108754275860449648</id><published>2004-06-17T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T00:12:38.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got the Blahs</title><summary type='text'>So,been feeling like crap this week and am completely unmotivated.  To start things out on Monday, first thing in the morning I pull a hamstring muscle.  Just great!  I have had a hard enough time getting on the wagon and something like that happens.  I so want to do well in the challenge and now I feel as though I am not worthy.  I have (with the exception of my birthday) been trying to eat </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108754275860449648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108754275860449648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108754275860449648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108754275860449648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/06/got-blahs.html' title='Got the Blahs'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108718717681942765</id><published>2004-06-13T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T21:26:16.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The World is Full of Morons</title><summary type='text'>So , I am actually ready to go straight to my rant tonight, but for you Body for Lifers out there, let me just say that my free/birth day kicked my ass.  I usually don't go as overboard as I did and I am sooo going to pay for it in the gym tomorrow.  And now, on to the rant...I am pissed:So what makes a person so chickenshit that they can take shots at the innocent?  Is your life so miserable</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108718717681942765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108718717681942765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108718717681942765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108718717681942765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/06/world-is-full-of-morons.html' title='The World is Full of Morons'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7284725.post-108702059333572027</id><published>2004-06-11T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T23:09:53.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little More About Me</title><summary type='text'>I love and respect all kinds of people.  I will listen to everything you have to say even if I don't necessarily agree with you.  I believe in everybody’s right to be different.  I appreciate the strange, ugly, beautiful, odd, normal, abnormal, and I celebrate individuality.  I believe a person’s ability to be different is what makes this world wonderful.  I believe in brutal honesty.  I do not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/feeds/108702059333572027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7284725&amp;postID=108702059333572027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108702059333572027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7284725/posts/default/108702059333572027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gobig.blogspot.com/2004/06/little-more-about-me.html' title='A Little More About Me'/><author><name>Shauntel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17450624294946581711</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
