<?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-6138029112897331192</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:21:13.186-10:00</updated><category term='O SCHNAP'/><category term='LIFE'/><title type='text'>Got issues..?</title><subtitle type='html'>I pull NO punches I ain't a fake b*tch or someone who pretends 2 b something I am NOT if it's black it's black I can't stand people who live in fantasy land n fairy tales.  That bullsh*t happens in lalaland not real life time 2 wakey wakey n smell the coffee. Get out of my way cause the this out of control @eggiepuff train is coming down the track. Get on or get run over cause I don't STOP 4 ignorance.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-5346291772993389831</id><published>2012-01-12T06:42:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T06:43:03.368-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Isamu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KfbxmkpjF0/Tw8Nl9RcvUI/AAAAAAAAATI/xZptWXpYlOI/s1600/photo-783369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KfbxmkpjF0/Tw8Nl9RcvUI/AAAAAAAAATI/xZptWXpYlOI/s320/photo-783369.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696786999401037122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lookie lookie !! Hi my name is Isamu Kaleihokuokalani lovingly known as Uggie Boy by my Opa. I came into the world the day after my Oma turned 41.  I am a very lucky n happy lil boy I am so loved by my Mama , Oma , Opa n Uncle Suggie even Tick the cat loves me. U wouldn&amp;#39;t with this smile ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-5346291772993389831?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/5346291772993389831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=5346291772993389831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/5346291772993389831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/5346291772993389831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2012/01/isamu.html' title='Isamu'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--KfbxmkpjF0/Tw8Nl9RcvUI/AAAAAAAAATI/xZptWXpYlOI/s72-c/photo-783369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8230025711347116781</id><published>2012-01-11T16:23:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T16:23:44.569-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My new addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYp7KpezoUE/Tw5EMYsmL8I/AAAAAAAAAS8/9RL3lfs8nHY/s1600/photo-724570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYp7KpezoUE/Tw5EMYsmL8I/AAAAAAAAAS8/9RL3lfs8nHY/s320/photo-724570.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696565558248878018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve always had a thing 4 something sweet n absolutely delish. Here&amp;#39;s my newest addiction it&amp;#39;s called a lava flow smoothie. Cruising Coffee in Hilo Hawaii makes the bestest smoothies soooo ONO. It&amp;#39;s made of fresh pineapples , strawberries n non fat yogurt n ukapilah whipped cream extra ONO. I&amp;#39;ve visited that place many many times this past 2 months or so n made them some serious money. I look 4ward 2 drinking this sweet treat a few times a week every time I do I get a lil more poorer everytime lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8230025711347116781?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8230025711347116781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8230025711347116781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8230025711347116781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8230025711347116781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-new-addiction.html' title='My new addiction'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYp7KpezoUE/Tw5EMYsmL8I/AAAAAAAAAS8/9RL3lfs8nHY/s72-c/photo-724570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8053946884754282187</id><published>2011-06-11T14:41:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T14:41:26.574-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NMol-6OFXhE/TfQLNzp6TAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hqFhQhuXpWU/s1600/photo-786576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NMol-6OFXhE/TfQLNzp6TAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hqFhQhuXpWU/s320/photo-786576.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617126967070051330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;When ur tired overworked exhausted n still continue cleaning things like this happen. There I was washing everything related to the kitchen stacking piles n piles on the table. Not minding how much was being stacked n where how high etc. Then out of the blue wham there went a cover off the table onto the floor. But before hitting the floor clobbered my corning ware on the way down :@( I have quite alot of pieces but this one by far was the largest one n now it&amp;#39;s no more. I&amp;#39;ll survive but this dish is a goner no more delicious baked beans coming outtah there anymore. I have to remember when I am tired to STOP take a breath relax n take a quickie catnap. So stupid mistakes like this don&amp;#39;t ruin my day ugh now I&amp;#39;m sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8053946884754282187?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8053946884754282187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8053946884754282187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8053946884754282187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8053946884754282187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/06/disaster.html' title='Disaster'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NMol-6OFXhE/TfQLNzp6TAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hqFhQhuXpWU/s72-c/photo-786576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-7166442433021025688</id><published>2011-05-05T17:59:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T17:59:30.445-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b1xEWeivz6A/TcNyI9fr4OI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vAIMPajcuKI/s1600/photo-770446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b1xEWeivz6A/TcNyI9fr4OI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vAIMPajcuKI/s320/photo-770446.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603447859651010786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Some say it&amp;#39;s the never ending nightmare n then there those like me that live for laundry. Dirty laundry keeps me sane I live for a load of dirty drawers. I have to wash clothes every other day it relaxes my mind n soothes away my stresses. I own a dryer but that&amp;#39;s too easy there&amp;#39;s NO therapy is throwing it in the dryer. I have 6 clothesline n absolutely LOVE to hang the clothes outside. Blowing in the breeze n swaying back n forth drying as it dances in the wind. I don&amp;#39;t just like the sorting washing n hanging I like it all. I love to fold laundry n put them away as well I guess some would call me crazy. O well what can I say besides I&amp;#39;m a laundry whore !! I wish I could b buried in it everyday. Have an endless supply of dirty laundry I can never get enough :( a girl can dream lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-7166442433021025688?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/7166442433021025688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=7166442433021025688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7166442433021025688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7166442433021025688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/05/laundry.html' title='Laundry'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b1xEWeivz6A/TcNyI9fr4OI/AAAAAAAAAOs/vAIMPajcuKI/s72-c/photo-770446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-5041007007378812437</id><published>2011-05-05T17:44:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T17:44:48.895-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxWJvul4XFE/TcNusW5mLMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/j_rpCcCtjPs/s1600/photo-788896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxWJvul4XFE/TcNusW5mLMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/j_rpCcCtjPs/s320/photo-788896.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603444069719485634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here&amp;#39;s another lil something I saw on one of my walks. There I was trucking it down the extension n in the distance I saw a bunch of floating purple things in the tall grass. As I got closer I saw it was a bunch of flowers growing wild on the side of the road. They were so pretty !! I couldn&amp;#39;t not take a pic n post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-5041007007378812437?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/5041007007378812437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=5041007007378812437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/5041007007378812437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/5041007007378812437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/05/wild-flowers.html' title='Wild flowers'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lxWJvul4XFE/TcNusW5mLMI/AAAAAAAAAOk/j_rpCcCtjPs/s72-c/photo-788896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6166177916297353192</id><published>2011-05-05T17:40:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T17:40:49.238-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fried stiff</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVJlB6QpUic/TcNtwuPkIiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/YcaD3bymKrw/s1600/photo-749239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVJlB6QpUic/TcNtwuPkIiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/YcaD3bymKrw/s320/photo-749239.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603443045193490978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;On one of my walks down the Mohouli extension I saw something glimmering in the hot sun. As I got closer I saw it was a dragonfly. It intrigued me so much I had to stop n twitpic it. I have never seen a dragonfly up close other than buzzing by. This one was clearly dead it was stiff n hard made me wonder if it was the unbearable heat. He got fried from the inside out lol n dropped where he flew. They have BIG buggy like eyes that was mo&amp;#39;s def kinda weird but all in all a beautiful creature. Now I know what a dragonfly looks like up close n personal , so when I c one buzzing by I&amp;#39;ll have to imagine them BIG buggy eyes zooming in on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6166177916297353192?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6166177916297353192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6166177916297353192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6166177916297353192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6166177916297353192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/05/fried-stiff.html' title='Fried stiff'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVJlB6QpUic/TcNtwuPkIiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/YcaD3bymKrw/s72-c/photo-749239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3654570116973034129</id><published>2011-05-04T23:15:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T23:16:00.811-10:00</updated><title type='text'>TV whore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nUr56GtV3w/TcJq0WWS1gI/AAAAAAAAAOU/i9ntAHcp9OU/s1600/photo-760812.PNG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nUr56GtV3w/TcJq0WWS1gI/AAAAAAAAAOU/i9ntAHcp9OU/s320/photo-760812.PNG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603158333987149314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is a sign the sign of a serious couch potato lol. This is my life when I am NOT doing anything &amp;quot;E&amp;quot; related running errands or simply going insane in the membrane. I am absolutely in LOVE with my TV. I think if she died a part of me would die along with it. I make love to my clicker almost all day n night long. Caressing her speaking softly sweet nothings n pressing her buttons. My TV heats up n it reminds me that she loves me the same. She&amp;#39;s been my best friend she&amp;#39;s seen me cry , n Laugh so loud I almost peed in my pants. When I am forced to turn her off n let her rest I miss her it&amp;#39;s like silencing someone with duct tape. As I lay my head to rest all I can think about is will my DVR have enough room to record thru the night ? All the drama that awaits me come morning. Only time will tell it&amp;#39;ll b Jerry n Maury drama @ 1st light hehe let the games begin !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3654570116973034129?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3654570116973034129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3654570116973034129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3654570116973034129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3654570116973034129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/05/tv-whore.html' title='TV whore'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_nUr56GtV3w/TcJq0WWS1gI/AAAAAAAAAOU/i9ntAHcp9OU/s72-c/photo-760812.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-620300575095562859</id><published>2011-04-21T13:58:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T13:58:31.974-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Double duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4gENHW_Qrw/TbDEqPRiWmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/MV8iwdOi3-Y/s1600/photo-711974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4gENHW_Qrw/TbDEqPRiWmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/MV8iwdOi3-Y/s320/photo-711974.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598190566755162722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cheeeeeehu I worked out @ Zumba this morning after class we worked out again lol. OMG talk about over doing it I go for broke ! Dang I sweat it out something fierce I think I could get used to walking out with soaked socks n squeaky shoes haha. Tomorrow marks 4 days of straight Zumba that&amp;#39;s NUTS but O well a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do. Secretly I can&amp;#39;t wait to get tomorrow over n done with so I can start my E vacay. So bring on the pain ! I&amp;#39;m ready for it all give it to me !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-620300575095562859?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/620300575095562859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=620300575095562859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/620300575095562859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/620300575095562859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/double-duty.html' title='Double duty'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4gENHW_Qrw/TbDEqPRiWmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/MV8iwdOi3-Y/s72-c/photo-711974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6970946600684959938</id><published>2011-04-21T00:12:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T00:12:14.440-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NMaVy1A3IPs/TbAC_pgkgUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aHcASG798SU/s1600/photo-734441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NMaVy1A3IPs/TbAC_pgkgUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aHcASG798SU/s320/photo-734441.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597977629319004482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well here&amp;#39;s a pic of my backside dang looking @ it makes me wanna shout &amp;quot;baby got back&amp;quot; !! Dang but that ain&amp;#39;t true lol I blame them sweat shorts for making my bootie bigger than it is. Can u c my Tutu Mama pantaletta line lol yes I am OLD. Nothing sexy about me well that&amp;#39;s not entirely true I do wear ADIDAS bwahahaha. O well another E adventure has been done wonder what tomorrow holds hmmm. Never mind I quit thinking haha everything E related makes me wanna open another bag of frozen cookies so I&amp;#39;ll end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6970946600684959938?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6970946600684959938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6970946600684959938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6970946600684959938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6970946600684959938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/cheeee.html' title='Cheeee'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NMaVy1A3IPs/TbAC_pgkgUI/AAAAAAAAAOE/aHcASG798SU/s72-c/photo-734441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-4703126712097511111</id><published>2011-04-21T00:06:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T00:06:43.660-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Zumba SUMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gOXehfCuee0/TbABtI_JcbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/7DWzW5Vjfhw/s1600/photo-703661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gOXehfCuee0/TbABtI_JcbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/7DWzW5Vjfhw/s320/photo-703661.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597976211839611314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hehe there I am after 1 hour of Zumba whew what a friggin workout. People say all the time dang girl u work it dontcha. There&amp;#39;s proof check check check it out lol. I was wearing neoprene workout sweat shorts under my clothes. That&amp;#39;s the first time I had to wring my pants out n my socks. I mean I workout hard everytime but I never sweated like I was showering @ the same time. I left some sweat stains on the ground to I even had to strip before I got in the car. Driving Home I was leaking sweat out my shorts n down my leg what a creepy feeling in a dark car lol. O well like the old saying says &amp;quot;no pain no gain&amp;quot; the feeling of being nasty was out weighed by a great workout. So every workout starting from tomorrow I&amp;#39;ll b wearing my sweat shorts from hell n LOVING it lol NOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-4703126712097511111?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/4703126712097511111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=4703126712097511111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4703126712097511111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4703126712097511111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/zumba-sumo.html' title='Zumba SUMO'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gOXehfCuee0/TbABtI_JcbI/AAAAAAAAAN8/7DWzW5Vjfhw/s72-c/photo-703661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6082338516077582781</id><published>2011-04-16T21:22:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T21:22:29.665-10:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Hawaiis favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2SgTF9dDeqU/TaqVNf7Ic7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/r8hcJoBwj4s/s1600/photo-749666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2SgTF9dDeqU/TaqVNf7Ic7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/r8hcJoBwj4s/s320/photo-749666.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596449546101617586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;U wouldn&amp;#39;t b in Hawaii if u didn&amp;#39;t get a sampling of this local wonder. It&amp;#39;s called smoke meat its pork marinated then smoked to perfection. Most people smoke with a shoyu sugar base  but each have their distinct flavors n secrets. People slice n fry the meat most add onions or cabbage n some like myself add jam. That to me is the magic weapon !!! But the key to it is add jam after taking OFF the heat allow to melt over the food n stir to combine. It&amp;#39;s a must have these 2 bags will make 4 meals for my Fambam !! I am grateful 20 dollars bought us 4 suppers. Times r hard n when u can stretch the dime go for it I did the best part it&amp;#39;s good stuff. Now go out n get u some supper was already served in my hale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6082338516077582781?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6082338516077582781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6082338516077582781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6082338516077582781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6082338516077582781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-of-hawaiis-favorites.html' title='One of Hawaiis favorites'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2SgTF9dDeqU/TaqVNf7Ic7I/AAAAAAAAAN0/r8hcJoBwj4s/s72-c/photo-749666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-1861991698035307547</id><published>2011-04-16T21:12:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T21:13:07.639-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost done</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adYlTIUsfmk/TaqTBM7DMbI/AAAAAAAAANs/kEy70M9d0NQ/s1600/photo-787639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adYlTIUsfmk/TaqTBM7DMbI/AAAAAAAAANs/kEy70M9d0NQ/s320/photo-787639.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596447135819313586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;All my life I&amp;#39;ve admired tattoos gorgeous works of art people wear on their bodies. Hmmm now it seems as thought I&amp;#39;ve been bitten by the INK bug lol. I have 10 tattoos so far n dreams of several more to come. I am almost completely sleeved on the right arm n half sleeved on the left.  I would like to do a chest piece finish my back ink my neck do a foot tat then maybe I might b done NOT. The pain is intense believe that if you&amp;#39;ve never got inked before. The best way to describe the pain is a razor being dragged over ur skin shredding ur skin without actually shredding it lol. The skin becomes puffy n swollen n will feel as though it&amp;#39;s on fire but you&amp;#39;ll survive lol. When it&amp;#39;s done you&amp;#39;ll b so happy yah did it then you&amp;#39;ll b bit by the INK bug n b back for more knowing full well the pain n pleasure to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-1861991698035307547?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/1861991698035307547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=1861991698035307547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1861991698035307547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1861991698035307547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/almost-done.html' title='Almost done'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-adYlTIUsfmk/TaqTBM7DMbI/AAAAAAAAANs/kEy70M9d0NQ/s72-c/photo-787639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3904340826836479954</id><published>2011-04-16T16:52:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T16:52:40.708-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MpWYAVKd4IA/TapV-JxlkCI/AAAAAAAAANk/3sqbFKmvTTs/s1600/photo-760708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MpWYAVKd4IA/TapV-JxlkCI/AAAAAAAAANk/3sqbFKmvTTs/s320/photo-760708.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596380013225414690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tick Tick Tick o how I love thee !! My sweet baby wants to b cuddled loved rubbed n hugged. Just got Home from the Beach all I wanna do is what he&amp;#39;s doing but NO I have to supper stress lol.  Life as a Cat hmmm cry to eat get fed go by the door he gets put out to run play n have catventures with dogs n chickens. Cry to come in eat some more in rub up against the humanoids sit curl up in laps n go sleep. He&amp;#39;s one lucky Cat his keepers LOVE n value him n his kinship ;@)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3904340826836479954?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3904340826836479954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3904340826836479954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3904340826836479954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3904340826836479954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/tick.html' title='Tick'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MpWYAVKd4IA/TapV-JxlkCI/AAAAAAAAANk/3sqbFKmvTTs/s72-c/photo-760708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6987444160584237864</id><published>2011-04-16T16:39:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T16:39:59.169-10:00</updated><title type='text'>T's surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTPkZOWTLzg/TapS_5drEXI/AAAAAAAAANc/Fa4hoz0chj8/s1600/photo-799170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTPkZOWTLzg/TapS_5drEXI/AAAAAAAAANc/Fa4hoz0chj8/s320/photo-799170.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596376744671777138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is T&amp;#39;s creation mint cream cheese brownies OMG the brownie was so decadent rich gooey n chocolatey. Oooooo total sin !! I tell u just thinking about this is making me crazy right now n what makes it worse is T took the pan Home lol. In some ways I&amp;#39;m glad I just brought Home 2 pieces if not I&amp;#39;d b working out tomorrow to n thats my day OFF I&amp;#39;m glad I got to taste this n njoy every single forkful of lusciousness. It added a lil more padding to this flat a$$ i had to smile as I made sure every last crumb was off my plate. What I didn&amp;#39;t mention was I wanted to just lick the pan completely of all the frosting n b done with it.  I&amp;#39;m sure my friends noticed me eyeing that bad a$$ Honey Badger up lol. But I made NO sudden movements I couldn&amp;#39;t let T take Home a totally different dessert then the one she came with hehe or could I lol.  Mm mmm mmmm T ur the BOMB thanks ever so much for treating us to ur scrumptious dessert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6987444160584237864?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6987444160584237864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6987444160584237864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6987444160584237864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6987444160584237864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/ts-surprise.html' title='T&apos;s surprise'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MTPkZOWTLzg/TapS_5drEXI/AAAAAAAAANc/Fa4hoz0chj8/s72-c/photo-799170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6867312351141033980</id><published>2011-04-16T16:23:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T16:23:38.310-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Honey Badger Gang</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k0jnROTiJOQ/TapPKyUZ21I/AAAAAAAAANU/nrgg8SzLHiE/s1600/photo-718311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k0jnROTiJOQ/TapPKyUZ21I/AAAAAAAAANU/nrgg8SzLHiE/s320/photo-718311.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596372533685902162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well were all here except Kevster he&amp;#39;s the one behind the camera. He&amp;#39;s kinda shy n rather b behind it then in front. Someday I hope he&amp;#39;ll b brave enough to join us in front for a pic. We&amp;#39;ve started a Facebook Club get together to where we hangout twice a month n LOL.  Literally raising the roof up in Starbuckeroos hehehe one person makes n brings dessert to share with the Gang. So far we&amp;#39;ve done bread pudding n mint cream cheese brownies. This is great we really do enjoy each others company. Now we can converse online in Facebook land n in real life as well. Gotta love new friends n old ones as well to new beginnings great friendships n whatever else comes along the way. Honey Badgers ROCK I know cause I&amp;#39;m a part of that pack go team BRAINS haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6867312351141033980?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6867312351141033980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6867312351141033980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6867312351141033980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6867312351141033980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/honey-badger-gang.html' title='The Honey Badger Gang'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k0jnROTiJOQ/TapPKyUZ21I/AAAAAAAAANU/nrgg8SzLHiE/s72-c/photo-718311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-7291762659093322979</id><published>2011-04-16T15:28:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T15:40:34.002-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Yogi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--FFRE1ZNeR8/TapFEo4YprI/AAAAAAAAANM/Km_UhKbP9LI/s1600/photo-734003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--FFRE1ZNeR8/TapFEo4YprI/AAAAAAAAANM/Km_UhKbP9LI/s320/photo-734003.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596361432956970674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is me n Doug better known as Yogi ;@) I haven&amp;#39;t seen this guy in over a year. We met for lunch @ Hilo Bay Cafe Walmart food court. Don&amp;#39;t let those words &amp;quot;food court&amp;quot; fool u into thinking it&amp;#39;s some fast food crap cause it&amp;#39;s no way near that.  From the very moment our eyes met it was like old times. Like there was NO time lost between us or distance for that matter. We LOL raised the roof in the Cafe over lunch n talked n talked then I got sick :( The world started spinning Breathing became labored then I said I don&amp;#39;t feel well Yogi I think I&amp;#39;m having a heart attack. He had that look like OMG what to do n please don&amp;#39;t die on me. I told him I needed to go to the potty so up I stood n walked away. There I sat sweating bullets literally slipping n sliding on the throne when I stood up looked like some idiot missed the bowl.  Walked out the bathroom covered in sweat dripping from head to toe literally. I was dripping like a freshly washed dog shaking off. Like I just finish 1.5 hours of Zumba was pure insanity. After about 15 minutes of having death thoughts we were njoying a Starbucks. Whatever it was I got over it real quick lol as were sitting enjoying dessert n talking Honey Badger he left. I felt a part of me break thinking when will b the next time I c this guy. I miss him already he is the bestest evilest nasty a$$ Honey Badger I&amp;#39;ve ever known. Attention Mr bad a$$ Honey Badger u have nothing on Yogi ;@) hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-7291762659093322979?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/7291762659093322979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=7291762659093322979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7291762659093322979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7291762659093322979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/yogi.html' title='Yogi'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--FFRE1ZNeR8/TapFEo4YprI/AAAAAAAAANM/Km_UhKbP9LI/s72-c/photo-734003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-648122395079723740</id><published>2011-04-11T09:01:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T09:01:52.211-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SA8AYsk_zWc/TaNQINkaNUI/AAAAAAAAANE/daDautPenaY/s1600/photo-712212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SA8AYsk_zWc/TaNQINkaNUI/AAAAAAAAANE/daDautPenaY/s320/photo-712212.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594403264135836994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Cost u less ??? I don&amp;#39;t know about u but everytime I leave this place I end up broker than broke. So I&amp;#39;ve knick named it &amp;quot;cos u moah&amp;quot; that name rings so true. Well I&amp;#39;m sitting in the parking lot ready to get in there buy a few things n leave with a broke a$$ bank card. The cost of Paradise :@( even candy no can afford these days !! Ugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-648122395079723740?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/648122395079723740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=648122395079723740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/648122395079723740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/648122395079723740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SA8AYsk_zWc/TaNQINkaNUI/AAAAAAAAANE/daDautPenaY/s72-c/photo-712212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-4470568759369271735</id><published>2011-04-11T08:07:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T08:10:12.121-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawaena lapa'au</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dHb1HkenQbg/TaNEBLhTo0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/w2SKKoPNybk/s1600/photo-712122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dHb1HkenQbg/TaNEBLhTo0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/w2SKKoPNybk/s320/photo-712122.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594389949187334978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;If u need to c the Dr or come to this place ur in for it. Be ready to go camping need water bottle lunch pack n sleeping bag. It seems as though they schedule appointments every freaking 5 minutes. Knowing full well every 5 minutes a new patient isn&amp;#39;t taken in. U wait n wait n wait till u start sprouting new white hairs n ur back become more n more broke. I am not sure if it&amp;#39;s greed their after or what ? But the waiting is redonkulous the worse part is if ur sick. After waiting a good 2 hours sometimes longer to c the Dr for 2 minutes of his time u leave with NO real answers to ur problem. Assss y hard :( O well that&amp;#39;s Hilo for u ! Sometimes more bettah mak&amp;#39;e n b done with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-4470568759369271735?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/4470568759369271735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=4470568759369271735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4470568759369271735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4470568759369271735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/kawaena-lapaau.html' title='Kawaena lapa&apos;au'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dHb1HkenQbg/TaNEBLhTo0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/w2SKKoPNybk/s72-c/photo-712122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-7056242202266593767</id><published>2011-04-10T18:28:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T18:28:51.113-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-edgoVpXTpYI/TaKDg87YslI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_NWZTVsGYe4/s1600/photo-731114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-edgoVpXTpYI/TaKDg87YslI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_NWZTVsGYe4/s320/photo-731114.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594178289281839698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is what&amp;#39;s for supper tonight this was the first time I tried this recipe. I must say the taste was there but for some reason the rice portion wasn&amp;#39;t enough to soak up the gravy it stewed in. So the next time I make this I will have to trial n error the rice portion n wing it hope it comes out right. I hate supper stressing :@( I&amp;#39;m hoping after it cools things will firm up a bit. But if it doesn&amp;#39;t then we can slurp it down hehe happy dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-7056242202266593767?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/7056242202266593767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=7056242202266593767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7056242202266593767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7056242202266593767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/spanish-rice.html' title='Spanish rice'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-edgoVpXTpYI/TaKDg87YslI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_NWZTVsGYe4/s72-c/photo-731114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8205782008807538981</id><published>2011-04-10T10:53:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T10:53:21.373-10:00</updated><title type='text'>A woman's work</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRnJQ6K7PrI/TaIYwoFsIoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/14rUlRKERRU/s1600/photo-701374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRnJQ6K7PrI/TaIYwoFsIoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/14rUlRKERRU/s320/photo-701374.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594060910821646978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ugh if u r anything like me then looking @ this machine send shivers up ur spine lol. U love to hate that noise making mini lawn mower for rugs but LOVE what it does.  Pushing this thing over my shaggeriffic carpet is like walking in concrete shoes. The difficulty is hard I&amp;#39;d rather lift another 160 reps on my OFF day hehe. Lucky for me I have only 2 area rugs that need vacuuming so I guess in that sense I should b smiling. If my house was fully carpeted I&amp;#39;d pour a friggin concrete slab over everything n b happy lol. No matter how much b$thing  moaning n complaining I do I still get ur done. When it&amp;#39;s done the satisfaction of a clean rug makes my day !! So hats off to the vacuum it really is a dream come true ugh did I just say that ? I must b crazy hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8205782008807538981?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8205782008807538981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8205782008807538981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8205782008807538981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8205782008807538981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/womans-work.html' title='A woman&apos;s work'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRnJQ6K7PrI/TaIYwoFsIoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/14rUlRKERRU/s72-c/photo-701374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2263264194561657071</id><published>2011-04-10T09:09:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T09:09:18.471-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Papaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DH0aEhj66qE/TaIAXh2JX_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/ifo1a7UKClE/s1600/photo-758472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DH0aEhj66qE/TaIAXh2JX_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/ifo1a7UKClE/s320/photo-758472.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594034091370045426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Some call them sunrise solo strawberry but there better known as papaya. My gripe is u pay for &amp;quot;strawberry papaya&amp;quot; it&amp;#39;s usually 4-5 per bag for 2.00 a pop. Some trickin a$$ people fill the bag with mixed solo n strawberry papaya. The hard part is papaya is papaya period they all look the same hard to tell. But what bothers me is there being marketed as &amp;quot;strawberry&amp;quot; when u NOT getting all &amp;quot;strawberry&amp;quot;. This sh$t pisses me OFF big time !! N to the FAKE a$$ farmers branding yourself Farmers u phony b$tches. I know where u shop bwahahaha screw u wannabes lol. Maybe I should shop where u shopping that way I can rest assured I&amp;#39;m getting what I want HPI here I come ur secret cover has been blown !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2263264194561657071?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2263264194561657071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2263264194561657071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2263264194561657071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2263264194561657071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/papaya.html' title='Papaya'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DH0aEhj66qE/TaIAXh2JX_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/ifo1a7UKClE/s72-c/photo-758472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2117474824574408295</id><published>2011-04-09T22:54:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T22:54:30.565-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qs4ytvYIVOY/TaFwRn8sh_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/a8MiKW21R7Q/s1600/photo-770566.PNG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qs4ytvYIVOY/TaFwRn8sh_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/a8MiKW21R7Q/s320/photo-770566.PNG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593875660254513138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This happens to b one of my favorite new quotes it says it all n then some !! Divine chaos seems so complicated but in some strange weird way I find those words sexy n thought provoking. Yes I am weird in case u haven&amp;#39;t figured that out yet I just admitted it !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2117474824574408295?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2117474824574408295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2117474824574408295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2117474824574408295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2117474824574408295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qs4ytvYIVOY/TaFwRn8sh_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/a8MiKW21R7Q/s72-c/photo-770566.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3017011270775907724</id><published>2011-04-09T22:49:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T22:51:23.959-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehTrijuQ4QA/TaFvjPUOIkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/XK1tNrVh0Xw/s1600/photo-783960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehTrijuQ4QA/TaFvjPUOIkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/XK1tNrVh0Xw/s320/photo-783960.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593874863368315458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Every Sunday is my rest day I get 1 rest day a week sometimes I think this simply isn&amp;#39;t enough. I exercise every morning 6 days a week starting first thing monday morning. On top of working out @ Home I go to E classes as well. Besides going BROKE :@( n going going going on almost empty I feel like my life is becoming &amp;quot;insanity&amp;quot;.  There r days I wish I could just stay in bed n TV whore all day n nobody knows I&amp;#39;m alive. Then there r those days I feel invincible n outtah control lol. I need to find that balance between the two I often wonder if the secret lies in my diet. I hate to think of that cause the very thought of giving up goodies sends me into a complete tailspin. Who knows maybe one day I can live that healthy lifestyle finding that perfect balance between positive food choices n the bad word &amp;quot;E&amp;quot; lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3017011270775907724?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3017011270775907724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3017011270775907724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3017011270775907724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3017011270775907724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-week.html' title='My week'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehTrijuQ4QA/TaFvjPUOIkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/XK1tNrVh0Xw/s72-c/photo-783960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-269221266491311492</id><published>2011-04-09T18:41:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T18:41:27.350-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Supper time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5N1pmTYS4Ck/TaE09_SelpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QRA8vP0p0oA/s1600/photo-787351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5N1pmTYS4Ck/TaE09_SelpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QRA8vP0p0oA/s320/photo-787351.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593810451736467090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well like I said via Facebook I&amp;#39;m going on a cooking strike tonight I ain&amp;#39;t making sh$t period end of story. I felt bad for the Kids so off we went to our favorite local eatery. This place has been around forever it&amp;#39;s the Home of the loco moco. We all got locos for supper cost me a whopping 11 bucks n change. I guess it beats eating cereal n toast I would have been perfectly satisfied with that though lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-269221266491311492?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/269221266491311492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=269221266491311492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/269221266491311492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/269221266491311492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/supper-time.html' title='Supper time'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5N1pmTYS4Ck/TaE09_SelpI/AAAAAAAAAL8/QRA8vP0p0oA/s72-c/photo-787351.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8433682816697186914</id><published>2011-04-09T17:48:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:48:56.038-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My head</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc91WKqve5w/TaEoqTsWpOI/AAAAAAAAAL0/hPTrXS6SdaU/s1600/photo-736039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc91WKqve5w/TaEoqTsWpOI/AAAAAAAAAL0/hPTrXS6SdaU/s320/photo-736039.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593796919476790498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well hmmm this is a pic of my head I did a lil more work but now I&amp;#39;m thinking I want to continue what I started. The scary part I might not b completely satisfied until my entire head is done lol. Somebody stop me n my insanity !! &lt;br&gt;Before I go completely insane or overboard hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8433682816697186914?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8433682816697186914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8433682816697186914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8433682816697186914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8433682816697186914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-head.html' title='My head'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dc91WKqve5w/TaEoqTsWpOI/AAAAAAAAAL0/hPTrXS6SdaU/s72-c/photo-736039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-7477620439194045908</id><published>2011-04-09T17:43:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:43:21.633-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Uggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3k5kBIeXyM/TaEnWkgXiSI/AAAAAAAAALs/K1tObSR8-qc/s1600/photo-701634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3k5kBIeXyM/TaEnWkgXiSI/AAAAAAAAALs/K1tObSR8-qc/s320/photo-701634.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593795480880908578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is the latest pic of my Grandbaby Uggie !! He isn&amp;#39;t even here yet n I am soooo in LOVE with him. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think I could fall so hard. I am gonna b one happy Oma I can&amp;#39;t wait for my baby Uggie to b born June 16 he&amp;#39;s due I love him sooooo !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-7477620439194045908?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/7477620439194045908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=7477620439194045908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7477620439194045908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7477620439194045908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/04/uggie.html' title='Uggie'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--3k5kBIeXyM/TaEnWkgXiSI/AAAAAAAAALs/K1tObSR8-qc/s72-c/photo-701634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-4449721600084602383</id><published>2011-02-10T19:00:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T19:00:26.525-10:00</updated><title type='text'>working it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_onLozyF5M/TVS897ZN-BI/AAAAAAAAALo/zVtzbN5EVNk/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_onLozyF5M/TVS897ZN-BI/AAAAAAAAALo/zVtzbN5EVNk/s320/021.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Everyday I change the game...but I always think where's the results I seek.&amp;nbsp; I've lost 1 lb in 2 months so obviously it isn't about changing up the workout.&amp;nbsp; It could possibly b because my diet is so BAD :( I am trying to eat healthy but my body HATES it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I absolutely LOVE junk food frozen COOKIES r my vice lol.&amp;nbsp; I am slowly learning to do better not just for me but for my Son as well.&amp;nbsp; The sad part is 2 chose NOT to help themselves so I give up I throw in the towel waving the white flag I'm done.&amp;nbsp; I have to learn to do whats best for me n learn to LOVE me again.&amp;nbsp; I have to reteach myself u can't FIX STUPID n just shut up n move on....I hate to say it but that's the direction I'm heading in.&amp;nbsp; Getting out of neutral hitting the gas n blitzing my time has come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-4449721600084602383?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/4449721600084602383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=4449721600084602383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4449721600084602383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4449721600084602383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/02/working-it.html' title='working it'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G_onLozyF5M/TVS897ZN-BI/AAAAAAAAALo/zVtzbN5EVNk/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-1738272355672536365</id><published>2011-02-10T18:34:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:34:31.137-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Zumba Fambam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--1Bi743SkbQ/TVSzWVbfuxI/AAAAAAAAALg/L8aOUaPFWRM/s1600/the+gang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--1Bi743SkbQ/TVSzWVbfuxI/AAAAAAAAALg/L8aOUaPFWRM/s320/the+gang.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;WORK it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;that we did n then some this is the Zumba Fam @ Aunty Sallys luau hale.&amp;nbsp; From left Cheryl Carly Dawnelle Me n Tjaye.&amp;nbsp; This pic was taken right after class whew everybody was smelling like FUNK.....Zum Zum Zumba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-1738272355672536365?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/1738272355672536365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=1738272355672536365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1738272355672536365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1738272355672536365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/02/zumba-fambam.html' title='Zumba Fambam'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--1Bi743SkbQ/TVSzWVbfuxI/AAAAAAAAALg/L8aOUaPFWRM/s72-c/the+gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-694944640593624690</id><published>2011-02-10T17:50:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:36:36.144-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking back into the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dYlzhHDwvS4/TVSqWRk6ytI/AAAAAAAAALM/52-zDaskUBY/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dYlzhHDwvS4/TVSqWRk6ytI/AAAAAAAAALM/52-zDaskUBY/s320/009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Here I am kicking it @ the Beach :P a happy place for me somewhere that brings back so many good memories.&amp;nbsp; When I was growing up we spent every summer @ this place we called our Summer Home.&amp;nbsp; Spencer Beach Park is it's name it looks the same accept it now has concrete pathways n lots of picnic tables.&amp;nbsp; The downside is u r no longer allowed to camp on the beach :( that sucks.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could have spent the entire day there but because I drove there in my XBOX the worry was more than I could stand.&amp;nbsp; I freak out over parking pricks n panic parking I just couldn't leave my car in the lot.&amp;nbsp; The Beach was crowded with people that tripped me out cause that place has turned into a tourist trap :( The last time I was there I believe I was still a teenager a high school senior.&amp;nbsp; Wow the feeling of never leaving came flooding back to me the very second my feet touched the sand.&amp;nbsp; I will b traveling back that way next week can't wait to do it all over again....sushi vitamin water n miso tako in tow :P&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-694944640593624690?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/694944640593624690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=694944640593624690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/694944640593624690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/694944640593624690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-i-am-kicking-it-beach-p-happy.html' title='Walking back into the past'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dYlzhHDwvS4/TVSqWRk6ytI/AAAAAAAAALM/52-zDaskUBY/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-819771961811385529</id><published>2010-10-12T13:35:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:35:35.472-10:00</updated><title type='text'>New ink ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TLTsd3nKlsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0uQitD7Gpro/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TLTsd3nKlsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0uQitD7Gpro/s320/013.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I'm already thinking about new ink....I want to keep within the Asian theme cause those tatts r timeless.&amp;nbsp; Been looking @ this design alot would alter it though NO to butterflies n YES to cherry blossoms.&amp;nbsp; I was also thinking about the Kanji symbol for strength.&amp;nbsp; Would like to incorporate the 2 for a chest piece. I think it would b totally amazing I like to b creative n do my own thing.&amp;nbsp; I like bits n pieces of this n thats thrown together to create something I can call my very own.&amp;nbsp; I'll b checking out ink blogs n images maybe I might change my mind who knows.&amp;nbsp; Lately my mind has been so scattered n indifferent I'm not sure what I could come up with.&amp;nbsp; I've been thinking toxic waste hazardous material kinda thoughts skull n bones as well.&amp;nbsp; But never butterflies hearts n characters kind of bullsh*t simply not that kinda girl....always keeping it REAL :) &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-819771961811385529?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/819771961811385529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=819771961811385529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/819771961811385529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/819771961811385529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-ink.html' title='New ink ?'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TLTsd3nKlsI/AAAAAAAAAK0/0uQitD7Gpro/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-1467461532969258078</id><published>2010-10-12T13:12:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T13:12:15.724-10:00</updated><title type='text'>web cam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TLTpNu8utYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/bE_6SaFj6ug/s1600/Picture0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TLTpNu8utYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/bE_6SaFj6ug/s320/Picture0002.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Haha here we r goofing off trying out my web cam for the first time.&amp;nbsp; This thing is kinda cool lol makes my teeth look super electrifyingly white don't yah think ? I wish my lapto had a microphone it doesn't so there for I can't skype.&amp;nbsp; O well one night I tried out chatroulette for the first time it wasn't for me.&amp;nbsp; Way way way to many freaks up in there I'm a freak not that kinda freak hehe :( so with that said I have a lapto with a web cam I never use.&amp;nbsp; I hope to find something else to do with it besides take goofy pics of myself cause I will not b going into chat rooms they r disgusting n disturbing beyond belief. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-1467461532969258078?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/1467461532969258078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=1467461532969258078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1467461532969258078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1467461532969258078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/10/web-cam.html' title='web cam'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TLTpNu8utYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/bE_6SaFj6ug/s72-c/Picture0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-1159491393650986258</id><published>2010-09-26T17:49:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T17:49:42.656-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehehe....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKATGUd8I1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/BgU9Tw-WCxM/s1600/116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKATGUd8I1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/BgU9Tw-WCxM/s320/116.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This is me....goofing off I wish I could always b like this.&amp;nbsp; But I am way to serious no cutting the rug for me hehe.&amp;nbsp; Can u just imagine what people would think if my face got stuck like this ? OMG terrifying thought haha. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-1159491393650986258?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/1159491393650986258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=1159491393650986258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1159491393650986258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1159491393650986258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/09/hehehehe.html' title='Hehehehe....'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKATGUd8I1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/BgU9Tw-WCxM/s72-c/116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8951256721435203438</id><published>2010-09-26T17:39:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T17:39:19.146-10:00</updated><title type='text'>87 down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAPLj1w4hI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sMBNElqU2uE/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAPLj1w4hI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sMBNElqU2uE/s320/024.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKARHPmYbbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Wz2HxIQPOQ0/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKARHPmYbbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Wz2HxIQPOQ0/s320/036.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;This is two of the newest pics of me full body anyways lol.&amp;nbsp; In the top pic I was down 82 lbs whew all the starving double stuff oreos n workouts paid off ? hehehe today I am down 87 lbs see the bottom pic got 26 more to go then I will b @ my goal weight.&amp;nbsp; This journey has been a tough one I spend more days miserable n grouchy then I do happy n elated.&amp;nbsp; I hate what the weight loss has done to me :( my body has turned into a puddle of jello.&amp;nbsp; My mind is always raging on the war path my heart is always lonely n sad.&amp;nbsp; I can't explain what it is I feel I just hate who n what I am becoming.&amp;nbsp; Take about emotional warfare welcome to my life my mind body soul n heart r hating on each other n poor me I'm caught in the middle.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8951256721435203438?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8951256721435203438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8951256721435203438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8951256721435203438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8951256721435203438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/09/87-down.html' title='87 down'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAPLj1w4hI/AAAAAAAAAKk/sMBNElqU2uE/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2883925330632739466</id><published>2010-09-26T17:25:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T17:25:45.806-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Let this b a wake up call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAN2E9AU9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/IgtY4uC7p8g/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAN2E9AU9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/IgtY4uC7p8g/s320/007.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAN5NrTtaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/p4o3gNNnpSE/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAN5NrTtaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/p4o3gNNnpSE/s320/006.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;END OF STORY............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2883925330632739466?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2883925330632739466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2883925330632739466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2883925330632739466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2883925330632739466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/09/let-this-b-wake-up-call.html' title='Let this b a wake up call'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAN2E9AU9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/IgtY4uC7p8g/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-31806222257289823</id><published>2010-09-26T13:23:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:23:30.911-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels r among us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TJ_URUTES6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Fwg_WS9rM1M/s1600/016.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TJ_URUTES6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Fwg_WS9rM1M/s320/016.PNG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TJ_UVQ2GnQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ewNVCIWvbAY/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TJ_UVQ2GnQI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ewNVCIWvbAY/s320/017.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Here we r sitting in Starbucks most def one of my many haunts :) we took the pics back to back.&amp;nbsp; I told my Son look there's two angels on ur head. He starts looking toward the ceiling n said I don't c anything Mom.&amp;nbsp; I said somebody loves u n misses u then he takes this pic of me n his Dad.&amp;nbsp; I said look now there's an angel on Mom to.&amp;nbsp; Made me think was it my Mama she passed away March 15 n my Papa he's been gone since 1992.&amp;nbsp; My Son is named after him Edwin Isaac...I was so happy n content to c that.&amp;nbsp; I told him we r loved n that just proves how much.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-31806222257289823?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/31806222257289823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=31806222257289823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/31806222257289823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/31806222257289823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/09/angels-r-among-us.html' title='Angels r among us'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TJ_URUTES6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Fwg_WS9rM1M/s72-c/016.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2754308923392578480</id><published>2010-09-26T09:50:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T13:09:41.249-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Puka puka kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pp_items"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="pp_item"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.pixelpipe.com/c8a9deb5-df97-472f-a5cf-731d214cf086_b.jpg" style="max-width: 100%;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ chicken with garlic rice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="pp_item"&gt;&lt;h4 class="pp_title"&gt;Puka puka kitchen&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.pixelpipe.com/f30170f1-c896-4e68-a3e7-afbb140e4ee1_b.jpg" style="max-width: 100%;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahi don&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday night comes n all I could think about was going out on a date with the ole man.&amp;nbsp; So off we go n try some place new I said we should try out downtown.&amp;nbsp; So we cruise down there n come across this small hole in the wall called Puka Puka Kitchen.&amp;nbsp; I say let's go there n try it out so we walk in there find 4 small tables lucky for us there was one open.&amp;nbsp; I ordered the BBQ chicken n he ordered the ahi don.&amp;nbsp; The salad was beautiful alot of work went into making this plate more than just beautiful it was ONO.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2754308923392578480?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2754308923392578480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2754308923392578480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2754308923392578480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2754308923392578480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/09/puka-puka-kitchen.html' title='Puka puka kitchen'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-615570539227337154</id><published>2010-09-26T09:38:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T09:38:29.861-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit moaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pp_items"&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grrrrr quit bitchin about how hard ur life is what u gotta go through try living my life. The wife n mother of two diabetics every moment is a struggle of mind body n mouth. There r moments that I just wanna explode literally n snapp like I've never done before. Don't think thoughts of homicide haven't crossed my mind before. It's the repercussions that follow I chose not to deal with. I prefer life on the outside now if I could get away with murder would b a different story.  Sometimes I feel like I am on the threshold of losing it running away from it all. I can c y people fake their deaths I totally get it but in this case it wouldn't b for the money it would b for my sanity. Blood pressure is on the rise I can feel the eye balls ticking FML. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-615570539227337154?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/615570539227337154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=615570539227337154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/615570539227337154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/615570539227337154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/09/quit-moaning.html' title='Quit moaning'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-9092746190785895534</id><published>2010-09-26T08:43:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T08:43:39.329-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho'olaulea..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last night was the KWXX Ho'olaulea in downtown Hilo we had plans to go as a Family and that fell apart so I ended up taking the Kids myself.&amp;nbsp; At first we were apprehensive about catching the shuttle but it was so worth it that we did.&amp;nbsp; The parking was worse than insane lol I started to think I wonder if all this people knew that we were gonna b offered this service.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;The only downside was waiting for the bus to make it's rounds but other than that was awesome. It was very crowded with people so many different smells some were making me hungry n other's GAG.&amp;nbsp; Some people don't notice they smell worse than a dead animal rotting in the sun or a moldy blanket thats been buried.&amp;nbsp; Come on people save the earth not to mention urself ur fragrance SUCKS if u didn't notice they don't bottle sh$t for a reason. &amp;nbsp; I tell u some people r so rude n obnoxious they see u sitting there but they still bulldoze there way over u :( I can't remember how many times I got whacked in the head or my footsies stepped on.&amp;nbsp; But all in all was a pretty good evening the sky held up we had some vegetable n banana lumpia for snack.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed my night hanging out with my teenage Son we have to runaway from Home more often n just hangout u game lol ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-9092746190785895534?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/9092746190785895534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=9092746190785895534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/9092746190785895534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/9092746190785895534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/09/hoolaulea.html' title='Ho&apos;olaulea..'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-5044246080062490252</id><published>2010-08-08T16:18:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T16:18:27.324-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pp_items"&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;O how sinful calorie laden o so yummie Starbucks I breathe ur scent everytime I think of u. I already miss u n to think we just left u. My new addiction is the crunch berry frapp after my Son tried it OMG now were both hooked. Why do u have to taste so good why do u keep me coming back ? What magic ingredient do u put in the drinks that make people drive there for ur tasty drinks ? Or worse yet dream about u. I hate u for costing me a pretty penny but I just can't stop visiting u n making u richer. I really need to get a grip n start drinking more water which is better for me but has nothing on u n ur taste. Grrrrr what to do what to do I can't just look the other way when I pass u my car just magically turns right on it n parks. It loves u just as much as I do arghhhh I need a life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-5044246080062490252?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/5044246080062490252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=5044246080062490252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/5044246080062490252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/5044246080062490252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/08/starbucks.html' title='Starbucks'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-1356145075576107951</id><published>2010-07-23T13:51:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T13:51:46.743-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooked up n ready to rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pp_items"&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.pixelpipe.com/945185fb-bd40-4af1-aab0-b8224e9d7e5e_b.jpg" style="max-width: 100%;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-1356145075576107951?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/1356145075576107951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=1356145075576107951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1356145075576107951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1356145075576107951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/07/hooked-up-n-ready-to-rock.html' title='Hooked up n ready to rock'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-5129296093562729376</id><published>2010-07-23T09:16:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:16:57.278-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts exactly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pp_items"&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;These words r my sentiments exactly everytime I make my way to the Gym I have to program my mind into believing this statement is true. As much as I hate the E word hate dragging myself to the Gym I still make myself go. I'm slowly but surely working my way through the maze of mechanical madness. I'm conquering the motion sickness monster called the elliptical. I'm already up to 25 minutes from a measly 2 lol. I need to make sure my iPod is at full charge cause that's what keeps me charged n keeps me going. So I'm gonna continue conquering n slaying every mechanical monster I come in contact with. So watch out Gym cause imma gonna rock u like a hurricane. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-5129296093562729376?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/5129296093562729376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=5129296093562729376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/5129296093562729376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/5129296093562729376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-thoughts-exactly.html' title='My thoughts exactly'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6359287815082788889</id><published>2010-07-23T09:06:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:06:33.843-10:00</updated><title type='text'>No pain no gain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pp_items"&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.pixelpipe.com/7413813b-b5d1-45d4-928f-699c76021a69_b.jpg" style="max-width: 100%;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6359287815082788889?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6359287815082788889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6359287815082788889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6359287815082788889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6359287815082788889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-pain-no-gain.html' title='No pain no gain'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3274188832846819287</id><published>2010-07-22T18:08:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:08:04.804-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Foodie porn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pp_items"&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Breakfast for supper oooo yeah life is good soooo good. Blueberry bagels slathered with strawberry cream cheese. Leggo my eggos drowned in syrup egg omelet n fried spam. Vanilla light n fit yogurt with bananas mini marshmallows n almond honey nut granola. OMG gotta love me some supper tonight I'm wondering what's for dessert ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3274188832846819287?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3274188832846819287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3274188832846819287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3274188832846819287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3274188832846819287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/07/foodie-porn.html' title='Foodie porn'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8444568390016073005</id><published>2010-07-22T17:52:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T17:52:50.489-10:00</updated><title type='text'>iBB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pp_items"&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay so a few months ago I went from the dark side to the evil side. If ur not in my circle of Twitter friends then u don't understand what I mean. There's this battle between BBerrys n iPhones the BBs r the dark side the iPhones the evil side. I was a totally BBerry whore until I discovered the iPhone lol. Needless to say I am now on the evil side n don't have plans going back. But I do miss the BB very much the battery life n the buttons r the things I miss the most. But I love the fact my iPhone has every app under the sun. All I gotts to say is I love my iBB so much she shares my pillow at night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="center"&gt;&lt;h4 class="pp_title"&gt;Snack&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.pixelpipe.com/f9f75705-6257-44af-af33-fd8ac0406655_b.jpg" style="max-width: 100%;" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Acai bowl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="center"&gt;&lt;h4 class="pp_title"&gt;Supper&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.pixelpipe.com/5417205d-7a37-4694-be9c-1344324f96e0_b.jpg" style="max-width: 100%;" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Breakfast&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8444568390016073005?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8444568390016073005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8444568390016073005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8444568390016073005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8444568390016073005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/07/ibb.html' title='iBB'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-7640984536961958927</id><published>2010-07-22T17:44:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T17:44:25.884-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinky drinky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="pp_items"&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my least favorite part of the E word lol chocolate death better known as protein poison. This crap is chalky chunky n simply gross but it's what gotta do so I do. Regardless of choking on this crap gagging n throwing up in my mouth I still force myself to drink it. Go figure I'm a sucker for punishment not to mention mutilation lol. O well down the hatch happy happy joy joy lucky me. Blah blah blah I'll stop with the whining now plug my nose choke back the gag n down this chocolate dirt called protein shakes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="pp_item" align="center"&gt;&lt;h4 class="pp_title"&gt;Evil side&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.pixelpipe.com/0049d78c-1039-4b8e-85ee-84de20472720_b.jpg" style="max-width: 100%;" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went there lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-7640984536961958927?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/7640984536961958927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=7640984536961958927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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day spending that shinning moment in the sun with my Son as we waited for my Daughter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3311336172035545779?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3311336172035545779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3311336172035545779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3311336172035545779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3311336172035545779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/07/rainbow-falls-it-was-glorious-day.html' title=''/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2177374715342597720</id><published>2010-06-12T21:15:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:35:27.847-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Beast beating</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBSF98-p_JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Vzyymb9iBWc/s1600/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBSF98-p_JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Vzyymb9iBWc/s320/127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482153945804176530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This pic was taken the moment I pressed STOP on the mechanical monster I love to hate.  All the beads of sweat pooling on my face  the raw n nastyness of it all.  The taste of salt in my mouth the smell of workout engulfing my being.  I hate that word "excercise" when I say it I feel pain n think disgust.  Why me why today why everyday :(snapp crackle pop lol     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2177374715342597720?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2177374715342597720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2177374715342597720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2177374715342597720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2177374715342597720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/06/beast-beating.html' title='Beast beating'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBSF98-p_JI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Vzyymb9iBWc/s72-c/127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8863123659423349651</id><published>2010-06-12T13:29:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:14:18.391-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG....never mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBSFNWJUR9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/TZDxzelanaw/s1600/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBSFNWJUR9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/TZDxzelanaw/s320/129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482153110746187730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBQY0vZkaKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/denj7XoJduY/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBQY0vZkaKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/denj7XoJduY/s320/128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482033940772710562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's 2 weeks past Mother's day my Sister Kier calls me up n says hey let's get together at Mom's house to celebrate Mother's day.  I said it's way past already she says yeah I know but u know Mom she's always studying.  I said okay so I make some healthy contraption called "chicken spaghetti" saddle up drive to Mom's.  As I drive up I see that all the fambam has already arrived which was kind of weird since I am one of the early birds.  I found it very odd as I rounded the bend to find no kids outside playing.  But it didn't dawn on me till I rounded the corner n heard nothing either.  I walked up the steps to hear everyone roar "happy birthday ole fut".  Needless to say I was stunned shell shocked my jaw hit the floor so to speak lol.  It was at that moment I thought hmmm so that was the reason there wasn't absolute chaos in the yard.  I stood there n roared o hello if this was for me why didn't anyone say anything I wouldn't have slaved cooking lol.  O well the food was off the hook of course the company was even better.  We took Fambam pics something we haven't done in like forever n a day.  I cried as I made a small kine speech thanked everyone for coming n making a day I chose to forget unforgettable :)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8863123659423349651?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8863123659423349651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8863123659423349651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8863123659423349651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8863123659423349651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/06/bignever-mind.html' title='The BIG....never mind'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBSFNWJUR9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/TZDxzelanaw/s72-c/129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2106331016651186048</id><published>2010-06-12T13:11:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T13:28:40.817-10:00</updated><title type='text'>3 of a kind...not lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBQUjSmm0HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8tMO6pM9uXk/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBQUjSmm0HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8tMO6pM9uXk/s320/042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482029242938478706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here we are celebrating something I can't remember than again it might have been a "just because".  These two lovelys are my Sisters the one in the middle is my baby Sister Kier the one on the left is my Sistarella.  As it's obvious I am the oldest of us all lol. We all have our own flavor just look @ our sunglasses it says it all n then some.  Not to mention one of us isn't "blessed" like the other two are :(  The one thing we do have in common is all of us can cook some mean grinds.  I guess we should thank our father for that gift cause if it was left up to Mom different story.   We all have our flaws but we are all good women with integrity , confidence n beauty on our side.  These guys are my keepers my soul sistahs my bond.  I love them both very much thanks for keeping it real n being there for me.....u guys ROCK !  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2106331016651186048?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2106331016651186048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2106331016651186048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2106331016651186048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2106331016651186048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/06/3-of-kindnot-lol.html' title='3 of a kind...not lol'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TBQUjSmm0HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8tMO6pM9uXk/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6769746919687237095</id><published>2010-05-11T17:55:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T18:09:43.925-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking deeper....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S-om1zdFwQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hxJlA1wHhRw/s1600/fampics+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S-om1zdFwQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hxJlA1wHhRw/s320/fampics+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470227403182031106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Side profile of a mad woman lol....somewhere deep down I find the beauty in her look.  Some might find her crazy , spicey or maybe a freak show but there r some who simply see her as beautiful.  But she is a very passionate woman who fights for her cause.  Has strong convictions n tries not to let outside interferences influence her.  Dancing to the beat of her own drum , marching to her own step.  She is stronger than she knows n is loved more than she believes.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6769746919687237095?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6769746919687237095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6769746919687237095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6769746919687237095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6769746919687237095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/05/looking-deeper.html' title='Looking deeper....'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S-om1zdFwQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/hxJlA1wHhRw/s72-c/fampics+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3006087907061583522</id><published>2010-05-11T17:30:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:51:37.928-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Body of an ape GODDESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S-oj16OhynI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TftEaZxubY4/s1600/fullbod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S-oj16OhynI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TftEaZxubY4/s320/fullbod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470224106465118834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm not big on full body shots haha my legs r short n built like tree stumps lol.  Thanks to my Dad I am built semi gorilla lol yes I said ape.  My Dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;had really long arms n a long torso but very short legs haha.  I guess I should b thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I ended up with just the legs haha.  Since I've been excercising I've noticed my legs are shrinking but my knees have knobs on em loose money.  Seems like no matter what i'll b cursed with some form of ape or another hehe.  Now 2 figure out how to rid myself of my winglettes haha I'm small kine ok with the wings.  Just having issues with the winglettes haha the small pouch close to the arm pit snapp.  Lifting weights n doing couch push ups working them bands best b doing something.  If not maybe I should b lifting the remote a little more than busting the BEAST balls.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3006087907061583522?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3006087907061583522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3006087907061583522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3006087907061583522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3006087907061583522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/05/body-of-ape-goddess.html' title='Body of an ape GODDESS'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S-oj16OhynI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TftEaZxubY4/s72-c/fullbod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6505920113821073870</id><published>2010-05-11T17:13:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:53:42.507-10:00</updated><title type='text'>iBB madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S-odFbq6dcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZrEHtWEcra4/s1600/loveit.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S-odFbq6dcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZrEHtWEcra4/s320/loveit.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470216676559189442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Well I got a new iphone I call it an iBB gotta love it n gotta hate it @ the same time lol.  Love it for all the cool apps most of em free lol or at least u can feel em out if it's good enough to buy lol.  I HATE the battery life on it makes me long for my BB in that case.  Took me a while to get the texting down but once that was done I am alright with it.  But boy do I miss the beeping the buttons used to make on the BB.  I can remember the nights my ole man would say hello I'm trying to sleep can u stop texting for once haha.  I love the photo apps looks at the cool pic I created using one of the iBB photo apps.  Anyways there are somedays I wish I still had my BB hate having to carry my iBB charger in my purse like my wallet.  Looks like it'll b a staple in there just like the lipgloss n the switch blade i carry standard purse equipment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6505920113821073870?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6505920113821073870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6505920113821073870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6505920113821073870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6505920113821073870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/05/well-i-got-new-iphone-i-call-it-ibb.html' title='iBB madness'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S-odFbq6dcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZrEHtWEcra4/s72-c/loveit.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8225657572420139848</id><published>2010-02-24T09:18:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T09:32:45.612-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dieing by beast :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Back in December we decided we were gonna buy a treadmill.  At 1st I was excited about it as this mechanical monster started emerging I became wary of it.  Thinking could I b dedicated 2 this ? workout everyday..? now there was no excuses standing in my way.  No gas 2 get 2 the Park , it's raining outside , I'm lazy.  NO excuses 4 it sat quietly in the corner of the garage under the roof.  Near the window waiting patiently 4 me 2 get on it n workout my aggressions.  There r more days I dread it then welcome it :( i love 2 hate him.  Yes he's a he lol he also has a name it's "beast".  I don't know what bother's me more the thought of having him there or NO excuses.  Either way he's there n he waits 4 me 2 come 2 him.  When he starts sending out reminder messeges or setting up appointments...then I'll know I'm in trouble.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8225657572420139848?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8225657572420139848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8225657572420139848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8225657572420139848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8225657572420139848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/02/dieing-by-beast.html' title='Dieing by beast :('/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-609608325025026588</id><published>2010-02-06T06:28:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T07:32:54.126-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohana...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To most people Ohana means Family...but 2 me it also includes strangers we become Friends with.  I have been on Twitter for about 11 months now n have had the opportunity 2 have met amazing people.  These people just arn't acquaintances they r more than just my Friends they r my Family.  I also believe it has 2 do with HAWAII itself we just know how 2 care 4 our own.  I am so blessed 2 b a part of it this Twitter Ohana I have met Friends 4 life.  Friendships that reach far beyond the BB the computer but IRL.  Many thanks 2 my many Friends 4 seeing me through this journey.  On Thursday night 2 days after surgery @LaurieCicotello who I met 4 the 1st time @rickyli99 came 2 visit with me thanks ya'll 4 hunting down sugar free pudding.   @rickyli99 4 being ever so creative n bringing me the macgyver set up 4 pudding lol.  U guys have no idea how important it was 4 me not 2 b alone on that 1st night :) u guys rock.  Knock Knock on the door the next morning I was talking 2 my Sister got all paranoid wasn't expecting any morning visitors couldn't see outtah the peep hole.  I open the door apprehensively 2 find @ChrisShimabuku what a surprise.  She came 2 checkup on me thanks 2 @Mdlstudio2008.  We sat n talked 4 a while getting 2 know each other this was the 1st time we got 2 meet IRL.  Talk about caring n supportive people couldn't ask for more than people who really care.  On Friday afternoon I was visited by @808Helix @dkmashino @uilani whom I met 4 the 1st time IRL we sat around n LOL not quite gut busting hehe , thankfully.  @dkmashino @808Helix wanted 2 turn the AC as cold as it could get so we dropped it down to 59 degrees.  All was well until they left n I got into the botcha.  Didn't think anything of it until I shut the shower off looked up n saw the AC vent lol.  Needless 2 say I stood there frozen like a friggin popsicle I couldn't even move I was paralyzed lol.  It was @ that very moment I had remembered the AC n the 59 degrees that was now freezing my bones from the inside out lol.  That was mos def an experience I never wanna go thru again being frozen isn't 4 me.  Thanks Guys 4 the prevacid n the flowers u truly r gentlemen as well as @rickyli99 n @diverdown63.  There was a beautiful balloon bouquet sent 2 me by @sharts02 I cried as I opened the card n saw it was from her.  Sharleen is from Kaua'i I have never had the oppurtunity 2 have met this woman IRL.  She is so sweet n caring she sent this 2 me 2 let me know she was thinking of me.   Talk bout the wow factor huh I am so lucky 2 have supportive Friends I call Fambam.  That night @Mdlstudio2008 @diverdown63 came by 4 visit we hungout n almost had a slumber party in my room haha.  Would've been fun 2 c who snores the loudest lol...hmmm I guess we'll never know 4 sure.  @Mdlstudio2008 was nice enough 2 bring me her netbook so I could get online she also un caged me by opening the balcony door lol.  After lunch 2day (saturday) I am expecting @mrsPilialoha @aimz808 n @OahuAJ there popping in 4 a visit as well how awesome is this..? 2nite is @LaurieCicotello 's big birds birfday party @ the Karaoke hut can't wait 2 crash the party so excited.  On Sunday I am cruising this beautiful Island with my Friend Naomi I met through my medical transport.  She works for Keola Mamo n she is so funnie full of life between us 2 potagees there is never a silence in the car.    I leave this Island as well as my new Friends I mean my extended Ohana on Monday.   I will b heartbroken but I have a life in Hilo I miss my Fambam as well but without this mini vacay I never would have gotten the rest I needed.  Fully prepared 2 get back in the game of life many muchos mahalo's 2 my new Friends my twitter Ohana I love u all....2 b continued.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-609608325025026588?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/609608325025026588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=609608325025026588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/609608325025026588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/609608325025026588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/02/ohana.html' title='Ohana...'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-773065984180739137</id><published>2010-01-11T10:00:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T10:17:05.111-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The winning entry...who would've known..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S0uDYBB_zZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gPWmkXHieoQ/s1600-h/pupu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S0uDYBB_zZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gPWmkXHieoQ/s320/pupu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425574624714804626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This past weekend was a small Fambam Reunion for the "Baysa Keao White" Ohana.  The big one will b in May so I guess u could call this the trial n error run lol.  Well there was a pupu contest held this past Saturday I entered it with knots in my stomach.  I initially was gonna do a shishkabob with hotdogs n pineapple.  But I didn't have the "red hotdogs" lol locals know what I'm talking about haha.  With a guava jam glaze but that was cancelled lol.  Then i noticed I had a tub of tofu so as I sat n deliberated it came 2 me.  Fried tofu with a sesame pineapple teri sauce.  So i prepared this dish n waited 4 the taster 2 come Home from Work.  I told him if this is a failure nobody knew I was thinking about entering the contest anyway so no big deal.  He tasted it n said it's really good I was unsure 4 it was something I never made b4.  So I took it n never thought about it after that but noticed when the Judges were sampling it.  The Judges were my Mom in law , my Aunty n My Sister in law.  My Brother in Law overheard them speaking praises of my tofu n was winking @ me lol.  Later in the evening the winners were announced needless 2 say I was floored I won lol.  The competition was pretty fierce in my eyes haha , there was warabi salad , hot buttered prawns , giant stuffed shrimp n my tofu dish.  I won a yearly planner n a full set of gold rimmed dishes.  Whoa I was tripping I would have given the prize 2 my Nephew in law Les 4 his giant stuffed shrimp hands down he came in 2nd.  If there is another contest in May I don't think I'm gonna enter way 2 much pressure lol.... But I'd consider making the fried tofu as my potluck contribution :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-773065984180739137?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/773065984180739137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=773065984180739137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/773065984180739137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/773065984180739137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2010/01/winning-entrywho-wouldve-known.html' title='The winning entry...who would&apos;ve known..?'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/S0uDYBB_zZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gPWmkXHieoQ/s72-c/pupu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2214557532761941697</id><published>2009-12-31T06:44:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T07:03:23.372-10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzZR9NUTiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8RtIRLAicsc/s1600-h/fampics+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzZR9NUTiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8RtIRLAicsc/s320/fampics+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421446953958657570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzVSFqdF2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/ulRWqGId8i0/s1600-h/fampics+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzVSFqdF2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/ulRWqGId8i0/s320/fampics+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421442558181840738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I blog this Christmas has already come n gone haha.  Always a day late n dollar short hehe.  Anyways the Christmas tree has been glistening 4 the last 2 months.  We put up our tree on Oct 2nd there's a reason 4 that.  I need lots of time 2 get into the Christmas spirit i figured the earlier it was up I'd get a headstart.  It helped some i was out n about shopping early then in mid December I stopped cold turkey n called it quits lol.  Then in the later part of December I kicked it up a notch n went full blast.  Got everything done the Kids were happy campers as always.  I was wanted a dryer n a treadmill I got both what a lukcy gal huh..?  but secretly I wanted a ipod didn't get that but i got a butcher knife instead.  My ole man bought me a meat clever lol maybe because I am always eying them out @ wally world lol.  O well it's all G....i usually break down the tree 1st thing after gifts r opened.  Well that morning my ole man decides we r going out 4 breakfast.  The entire time we were there I was feeling eraz over leaving the house with the tree still up.  I couldn't shake the feeling I failed this year because of it :( The moment we got Home is the moment I started breaking it down lol.  I felt relived it was gone n Christmas in this house was no more.  Talk about OCD overload dang I was straight tripping.....   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2214557532761941697?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2214557532761941697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2214557532761941697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2214557532761941697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2214557532761941697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-almost-christmas.html' title='It&apos;s almost Christmas'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzZR9NUTiI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8RtIRLAicsc/s72-c/fampics+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6167449174072356713</id><published>2009-12-31T06:26:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:44:07.841-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Turk Turk turkey time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzUYYuH8qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vKLRdd4hhcs/s1600-h/fampics+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzUYYuH8qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vKLRdd4hhcs/s320/fampics+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421441566865093282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzUCxA-5-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/hn8Ngh9seCU/s1600-h/fampics+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzUCxA-5-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/hn8Ngh9seCU/s320/fampics+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421441195429521378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well the day had finally arrived....yes my favorite holiday Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzQ70ABziI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_VCYu2hzHoc/s1600-h/43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzQ70ABziI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_VCYu2hzHoc/s320/43.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421437777436855842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.  Seemed as thought November just dragged it's heels into the ground.  I felt as thought Thanksgiving was never gonna come :( but eventually it did.  Got up early n threw the Turk in the oven with the help of the ole man.  We waited n we waited something surely had 2 b wrong if after 4.5 hours the turk wasn't ready.  The friggin thing took almost 6 hours 2 cook b4 the button decided it was gonna pop up.  Never again am I gonna listen 2 the directions lol I am NOT gonna cook it @ 325 i will cook it @ 350.  Grrrr after all that drama the lunch turned into supper :( by then we weren't even hungry anymore.  Was kinda sad as we sat around the table picking a lil of this n a lil of that b4 i wrapped up all the food n put it away.  But the leftovers was all G we were thankful then cause our bellies were full n we were happy.  Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving as we were the next day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6167449174072356713?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6167449174072356713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6167449174072356713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6167449174072356713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6167449174072356713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/12/turk-turk-turkey-time.html' title='Turk Turk turkey time'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SzzUYYuH8qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vKLRdd4hhcs/s72-c/fampics+046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6192213277568049795</id><published>2009-12-31T06:06:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:21:19.451-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping...@ Kawamoto's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yesterday I went down to Kawamoto's n tried ordering maki sushi for New Years Eve.  They said I was a day late the cut off 4 orders was the day b4.  But he said 2 come by early the next day in hopes I might b lucky so I did.  I woke up @ 4:30am got ready n left the house got there about 4:50am.  I pulled out my picnic chair from the car n planted it next to the door.  Needless 2 say I was the 1st one there lol so my chances were greater.  As I sat n tweeted the morning away waiting for the sun 2 rise I heard voices.  Eerie voices coming out of the darkness it was 2 homeless guys both arguing.  One was saying 2 the other y the other one just left him.  Then there was this white truck that pulled up a guy got out.  Approached me sitting on my beach chair fronting Kawamoto's asking me when they open.  I said they open @ 6am he says damn I gotta b @ work @ 6.  So he starts knocking on the door n a man answered.  He says please brah I am here early cause I gotta go work I have 2 buy sushi.  The man says they not sure if they can cause there sushi is almost accounted for.  So after a few moments they said they can n they also took care of my 9 rolls.  I was so greatful 2 them 4 doing that n allowing me 2 get my sushi early 30 minutes b4 they opened.  No more camping for me I packed up my beach chair threw it in the trunk n off I went Home with sushi in hand.  Mahalo Kawamoto's for making this New Years a great one....   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6192213277568049795?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6192213277568049795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6192213277568049795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6192213277568049795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6192213277568049795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/12/camping-kawamotos.html' title='Camping...@ Kawamoto&apos;s'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8012047291805494206</id><published>2009-12-18T06:36:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:00:55.025-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky Garden Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777291"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777291_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That's jus me sitting in the Sky Garden Restaurant @ the Imiloa Astronomy center.  It was the ole man's Christmas Party.  Sitting there among Friends n Workers of his as I played the part of a quiet n demure Wife.   If they only knew I can unleash the wild beast inside me @ any moment.  The food was good but the dessert was not 2 b desired lol.  Talk about out the box even thought they still could have made it look appetizing.  My ole man got his yearly bonus as well as his recognition for his many years of service.  I'm not sure what was more boring him or his Friends..?  Must have been the people we were sitting among cause we hardly spoke other than 2 each other.  Other than that we njoyed the mid morning luncheon n Christmas party.  I'm wondering if it's gonna b a new trend...? hmmmm no more Hilo Hawaiian Buffet..? off 2 the Sky Garden....it's a wait n see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8012047291805494206?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8012047291805494206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8012047291805494206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8012047291805494206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8012047291805494206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/12/img00746jpg.html' title='Sky Garden Restaurant'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-45460066450750876</id><published>2009-11-16T06:41:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:25:19.278-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SwGB6Fc9zbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/IO0IxOTRFas/s1600/1988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SwGB6Fc9zbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/IO0IxOTRFas/s320/1988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404743862717369778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This was me back in the days of 1988 this is my Senior picture.  I had already met my ole man by this time.  No real future plans just b a bum awhile brain worked way 2 hard 2 get that far.  After the higher the hair n the wider the belt the better stage I started with the surfer look.  I was an aqua net queen lol I carried that spray every where I went n my trusty comb can't 4get the black eyeliner.  The gawdy hot pink lipstick that was all the rage back then 2.  No matter if it matched ur skin tone u wore it anyways cause it was hot like that.  Now that I actually look @ myself I wonder gosh I really went there now thats scarey.  I dyed my hair with peroxide visited the beach more often i just hung out with my gurls as my ole man worked.  Tried surfing once my girlfriend Serena's brother took us 1 time n never again.  I got up on the board crashed n burned emerged with cut under chin blood dripping down my chest as though my neck was cut in 2.  Was a scarey crazy experience one I never tried repeating :(  Eventually as the outter layers of my being were striped away n all the phases of a normal teen dissappeared.....I entered adulthood.  As I look back 2 how I was n what I am 2day I often wonder if my Father would approve.  My Mom is evasive when I approach her with this "do u think if Dad could c me now he'd disown me" ?  I believe in my heart of hearts this is who n what I am suppose 2 b , I finally feel comfortable in my own skin.  My ole man has seen it all the good the bad the weird the big the bigger.  Through it all he's been there holding my hand walking beside me not in front of me.  I am grateful 2 have such a giving thoughful man who makes life all about me............  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-45460066450750876?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/45460066450750876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=45460066450750876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/45460066450750876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/45460066450750876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-who.html' title='Guess who...?'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SwGB6Fc9zbI/AAAAAAAAAF8/IO0IxOTRFas/s72-c/1988.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2322772946300179548</id><published>2009-11-14T08:37:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T11:02:34.101-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat em up...supper is served</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv75h7A9ZLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ebkZ-MG9oPo/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv75h7A9ZLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ebkZ-MG9oPo/s320/079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404030964063888562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv75ht77RSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zbXJsfPgQEE/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv75ht77RSI/AAAAAAAAAFs/zbXJsfPgQEE/s320/047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404030960553116962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv75hGtrQNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YvQsysHwfSs/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv75hGtrQNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/YvQsysHwfSs/s320/046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404030950024364242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Believe it or not I never knew how 2 cook lol.  When I first moved out on my own with my boyfriend now my Husband.  My Mami (Grandma) had 2 cook 4 us 4 the first month lol.  It was then n only then I was taught 2 make rice go figure rice..? My Papa always made the rice cause there was a method 2 his madness n he liked the rice how he cooked it.  I burned saimin on more than one occassion :( What my Mami cooked 4 us I cooked 4 many years 2 come lol i guess u could say I did master that.  2day I would say I am a pretty good cook I LOVE cookbooks n the web 4 recipes.  My Son is learning my trade secrets as he njoys cooking n baking as well.  My Daughter has absolutely NO concept n doesn't want 2 b in the kitchen.  O well I guess her Fambam will b living on spam n eggs 4ever :( I have a food theory about the whats I will eat n the whats I won't.  If I don't recognize it or can't pronounce it I ain't eatin it lol.  I am a very picky eater I don't like "meanie greenies" those that don't know they r the crunchy green thingys people call salads.  My all time favorite food is "ADOBO" I simply can't get enough of it always looking 4 new adobo recipes.  If u LOVE adobo like me there's this awesome website called www.adoboloco.com mahalo 2 my twitter friend @adoboloco 4 that.  It's there I learned how 2 cook with cocacola n use cane vinegar.  I really njoy this website many thanks 2 @adoboloco 4 turning me on 2 bigger n better adobo recipes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking I should blog about food more than we can recipe swap.  I am a foodie no doubt that got me 2 thinking about the supper stressin i do everyday.  Everytime i want 2 try a new recipe I call it "adventure" most times the Fambam is up 4 a challenge.  Sometimes when I mention whats in it they arn't lol.  Either way supper needs 2 b made supper stressin or not it shall b done.  Every dish I make I try adding a sprinkle of patience n a dollop of love........happy eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2322772946300179548?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2322772946300179548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2322772946300179548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2322772946300179548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2322772946300179548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/11/believe-it-or-not-i-never-knew-how-2.html' title='Eat em up...supper is served'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv75h7A9ZLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/ebkZ-MG9oPo/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6570600027444587472</id><published>2009-11-14T08:13:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:35:55.247-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilo.............Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hilo rain what can u say....thankfully rain drops ain't falling on this bald head lol. So far it's been raining going on 2 days now I can only hope this isn't gonna b a repeat performance of the 40 days n 40 nights.  Remember that November a few years back that rain was insane.  We were thinking about building that ark cause we were all gonna float away.  That November rained so hard my bird of paradise palm fell over.  I will never 4get it we were all snuggled in bed fast a sleep it was pouring cats n dogs. Sometime in the middle of the night I was awakened by a thump n a whooshing sound outside my window.  Woke up peered outside couldn't c a thing it was dark n raining so went back 2 sleep.  When morning came my Son says Mom the big palm fell down outside I was like what....  So i walked out onto the porch 2 c what had happened i saw our huge palm tree on the ground surrounded by a puddle of water.  What really caught my eye was the palm leaves that were resting on my bedroom wall n window.  I was like whoa thats what that sound was the whooshing of the leaves brushing the wall window as it fell.  Talk about freaked out I was like what if the tree was any taller..? what if it was the trunk that fell on the roof above the window..?  The weird part was the tree was healthy no sign of dead leaves or drying up.  I guess it became so dang water logged it simply couldn't handle n fell over 2 it's untimely death.  What worries me every now n again we have so many bird of paradise palms.  All circling our yard like a bunch of hungry sharks.  Every one has babies growing talk about healthy they spawning lol.  I was thinking of asking the Hotels if they'd b intrested in coming here n digging em up.  It would eleviate my worry about another tree croaking n the possible property damage it could do.  The next time one of my trees decides it's had a long enough life n decides it time 2 lay down n die we might not b sooo lucky :(        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6570600027444587472?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6570600027444587472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6570600027444587472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6570600027444587472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6570600027444587472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/11/hilorain.html' title='Hilo.............Rain'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3750404480342386102</id><published>2009-11-14T07:53:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:10:14.419-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Gentle Giant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv7vMreCAYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vBLcMBnP-oY/s1600-h/100_3666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv7vMreCAYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vBLcMBnP-oY/s320/100_3666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404019603997327746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv7vMJr0PII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/byQPCGf3lyk/s1600-h/tree1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv7vMJr0PII/AAAAAAAAAFQ/byQPCGf3lyk/s320/tree1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404019594928340098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv7vLzXYBHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tUoE2cxTE_k/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv7vLzXYBHI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tUoE2cxTE_k/s320/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404019588937024626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You can find this behemoth of a tree behind Suisan Fishmarket.  This happens 2 b where we picnic on the weekends.  That's me sitting in front of this tree as i stare into it's wonderous beauty.  This tree is absolutely amazing in size it's girth is huge.  I often wonder how old it is..? who planted it..? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You would have 2 c it 2 believe it...this tree towers high above as it's many branches reach out 2 touch the sky.  Can u just imagine how many birds nest up in that tree what a great shelter it is.  Through the many storms n seasons come 2 past this tree is still standing.   It's watching over us as it sits high above us peering over the cliffs edge.  Listening 2 the many beach frolickers n hearing the boats go in n out all day long.  This tree is very strong will b here many more years after I am gone.  I just hope my Children grow up appreciating such beauty as I always have.  Bring their Children there as well 2 enjoy the beauty of the picnic area n sit in amazement of this giant Grandfather that towers over them.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3750404480342386102?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3750404480342386102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3750404480342386102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3750404480342386102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3750404480342386102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-can-find-this-behemoth-of-tree.html' title='Green Gentle Giant'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/Sv7vMreCAYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vBLcMBnP-oY/s72-c/100_3666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-1947905207752265259</id><published>2009-11-03T08:10:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T08:28:52.099-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gengki Gengki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SvByZvLAe1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y3jEB9i3qeE/s1600-h/gengki1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SvByZvLAe1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y3jEB9i3qeE/s320/gengki1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399941739702156114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SvByTfpJiiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4oZ4TrFBp-A/s1600-h/gengki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SvByTfpJiiI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4oZ4TrFBp-A/s320/gengki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399941632454396450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We were going to met Yaya for the first time because girlfriend bought me cocopuffs.  So because Sister had 2 work we decided 2 go 2 Kona 4 the day n check her out on our way back 2 Hilo.  So my Son says let's go 2 Gengki sushi my Husband says o-k.  We walked in there n had 2 wait 2 b seated the place was packed.  We get seated my Son is completely amazed as the food on plates continued 2 circle us like a pack of wild wolves.  The thoughts of all this yummie stuff continuously moving past us like a locomotive on a mission.  My Son starts grabbing like crazy I keep telling him 2 make sure this is what he wants 2 eat first.  He gobbles down several plates of spam sushi gets a chocolate mousse dessert , a bowl of fruits n so on.  My Husband is just watching the food pass him by he's methodically thinking what's good.  My Daughter on the other hand is grabbing just about one of everything lol.  As 4 me I sat there eating egg sushi n deep fried ika rings...then i attempted 2 finish the chocolate mousse thing my Son grabbed.  Couldn't do it that thing was unreal so thick n rich :(  so after we were finished the guy comes 2 drop us the bill.  I notice Brotha had the bill folded over I looked @ him n said gheez must b some major collateral damage.  He just smiled an said "I've seen worse" then walked away.  When I saw the bill my jaw dropped 2 the floor lol literally I sat there in complete shock.  We paid the bill n left I said 2 the fambam if we ate like this every weekend we'd b broke.  So thankfully 4 us they are a 100 miles away hehe we can visit them maybe once or twice a year.  But all in all our Gengki experience was an enjoyable one what a rush....all aboard the gengki choooooochooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-1947905207752265259?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/1947905207752265259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=1947905207752265259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1947905207752265259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1947905207752265259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/11/gengki-gengki.html' title='Gengki Gengki'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SvByZvLAe1I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Y3jEB9i3qeE/s72-c/gengki1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3912424306792552881</id><published>2009-10-30T17:39:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T07:59:28.425-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloweenie has arrived</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777279"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777279_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's the day b4 Halloween so me n my Son run down 2 Longs 2 scoop up.  I'm thinking this is mos def enough goodies after dropping 32 n change.  Feeling confident in myself...my Husband comes Home from work n says whats this..? this isn't enough goodies 2 pass out we need more.  So the next day the Husband n Son say they are going 2 Starbucks 2 get coffee.  Low n behold they come Home with a huge bag of goodies o n of course coffee.  Let me tell u it's no wonder he didn't want me coming along 4 the ride.  After I spoked out what he bought I had a meltdown :( brotha man bought snickers , milky way , peanut m n m's , twix , resess peanut butter cups n kitkat.  My Son goes outside n sets up the picnic table along with the chairs.  I bring out my candles n we set up shop waiting 4 the trick or treaters.  Hoping that the jumpers cruise past our house n think nah let's not go there lol.  Thankfully we only had one jumper dropped 2 meazly pieces of bubble gum into there greedy bags.  I'm sitting there tweeting my heart out n he's busy putting more n more treats in the bowl.  My Son is grabbing n taking all the mango jellies in the house lol.  My Daughter is digging around 4 twix n milky ways.  All the while with thoughts of Starbucks creeping into my head.  My Husband says @ 7:45 let's close up shop n head on over 2 Starbucks.  Whoohoo Starbucks here we come.... Boy was I surprised n 2 my amazement we were still left with a few bags of goodies hehe....happy halloweenie....now onto November man how this year has flown by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3912424306792552881?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3912424306792552881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3912424306792552881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3912424306792552881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3912424306792552881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/10/img00589jpg.html' title='Halloweenie has arrived'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-7144409655765471448</id><published>2009-10-01T15:21:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:16:15.348-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Kaimu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsVWMfSmUgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tjWOU3nI1wo/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsVWMfSmUgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tjWOU3nI1wo/s320/038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387807301776593410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsVWL0BpZxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hHzcQ-ou6LU/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsVWL0BpZxI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hHzcQ-ou6LU/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387807290162767634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsVWLbbeccI/AAAAAAAAAEI/oFjqXDhuLeE/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsVWLbbeccI/AAAAAAAAAEI/oFjqXDhuLeE/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387807283560214978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month ago we went 2 a Friends Daughter's  graduation party in beautiful peaceful Ka'u.  We packed the kids , the food a blanket n picnic chairs then off we went.  The drive was very long the Kids crashed on the way there I don't blame them I wish I could have but I was behind the wheel of this adventure.  I was telling my Husband as we drove out sometimes we  take 4 granted the beauty of our majestic land.  The Hawaiians who nurtured n cared 4 this land b4 we got here.  The beauty that remains n it is now our duty 2 carry on n perpetuate the Aina we call Home.  I haven't been out there in years in fact the last time we were @ Whittington Park we scattered my Father's ashes back in '98.  It was really windy that late afternoon but I felt @ peace  Daddy was watching over us.  It was serene n harmonious as the waves relentlessly battered the rocks b4 us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaimu black sand beach was gorgeous no turtles were basking in the sun this time.  The last time we were there a huge green sea turtle was laying out catching some sun.  We were discussing how the black sand feels very different from white sand very grainy.  The wind was blowing fiercely we could feel the ocean spray laced heavily with salt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiohinu Park was our final destination we  arrived @ the park a lil after 3.  I could feel the relief from the car as we turned the key off 4 a few hours.  Grabbed the picnic chairs , the cooler , the pans of food n we headed 2 the party.  As we sat under the tent which was lifting off the ground in places.  I was thankful 4 the huge stakes in other places holding the tent down.  Looking @ all the greenery surrounding me I sat there thinking there's no place like Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life....My Home...My Hawaii :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-7144409655765471448?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/7144409655765471448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=7144409655765471448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7144409655765471448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7144409655765471448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-kaimu.html' title='Beautiful Kaimu'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsVWMfSmUgI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tjWOU3nI1wo/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3475578943724368513</id><published>2009-10-01T11:01:00.001-10:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T11:02:58.588-10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsUYwMwrLDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q1fRlYTMOcc/s1600-h/Pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsUYwMwrLDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q1fRlYTMOcc/s320/Pictures.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had hair growing up in fact my hair was very long on the insistance of my Mom.  She always made sure her Daughter's had nice long hair.  I can't remember if I liked having long hair or not but I know there wasn't a choice.  My Brother had a rice bowl hair cut lol but us girls had long straight locks.  Ever since I was old enough 2 choose my own path I've done just about every hair style imaginable.  I was always looking 4 something outside the box something different.  Color was a big thing I liked color one time I did purple n another red with blonde chunks.  Today they have harajuku punk n emo styles back in the day there was no such animal.  If they did I wouldn't hesitate 2 jump on that band wagon n drop it like it's hot.  My Son has the lead singer of Green day's hairstyle he likes the messy look.  When I took him 2 cut his hair I sat there with knees knocking n tears in my eyes.  I just couldn't believe he wanted 2 cut his hair his gorgeous locks off I was devastated.  Maybe thats how my Mom felt as I did the same...now I knew that pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now looking back onto the many hair trends past n present I feel the style I have now is the style 4 me.  I have been bald 4 the last 3 years no regrets no thoughts of growing it back.  In fact one night I had a dream of what I'd look like with hair n it turned into a nightmare lol.  I'd prolly scare myself my fambam my friends n strangers that c me around.  I like being different I like living outside the box I like the fact I am not another number I am me not another wall flower.  Don't rain on my parade live 4 u breathe 4 what makes u happy.  Throw caution 2 the wind screw prim n proper unleash your inner beast n become one with who u wish u could b...just do it.  But whatever u do don't become another me there can only b one big , bald , beautiful , brainey n bitchy me.  Live ur life with NO regrets.....go 4 the gusto !&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3475578943724368513?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3475578943724368513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3475578943724368513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3475578943724368513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3475578943724368513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-all-about-me.html' title='It&apos;s all about me'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsUYwMwrLDI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Q1fRlYTMOcc/s72-c/Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8443467886062791604</id><published>2009-09-30T06:44:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:14:20.188-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rude awakening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsOLZ0gNp0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/hrGcGHyMc9U/s1600-h/100_3705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsOLZ0gNp0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/hrGcGHyMc9U/s320/100_3705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387302854971991874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;This is my look of eraz...my Son has this way  about him that get me all worked up. Every morning he comes in my room n pillow pops my head as he whispers sweet nothings in my ear. It goes a lil something like this whaa whaa whaa whaa.  My Husband calls it the ewok mating call I don't know if ewoks had a mating call lol. But 2 me it sounds more like chubacca hehe. It drives me crazy I am always trying 2 poke my finger in his ear 2 get him 2 stop. Sometimes it works if I get him in the ear but most times it doesn't. Where he learned 2 do this ever so annoying thing I don't know or understand. But it has become such a big part of our lives he got my Husband n Daughter doing it as well so I don't just go crazy I go nutz lol. I have come 2 realize it's sort of an I LOVE YOU in his own words. Not that he doesn't say those 3 letter words all the time. Sitting here trying 2 figure out y whaa whaa whaa whaa erks me I'll have 2 ponder that thought. Don't know if it's the whispering..? the in ur face n in ur ear...? or maybe just maybe his facial expression as he does it. Either way I must find a love 4 it because he is so fond of it he isn't quitting.  Ever heard the quote can't win em join em..? so here's 2 u my fellow bloggers WHAA WHAA WHAA WHAA.....         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8443467886062791604?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8443467886062791604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8443467886062791604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8443467886062791604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8443467886062791604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/09/rude-awakening.html' title='Rude awakening'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SsOLZ0gNp0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/hrGcGHyMc9U/s72-c/100_3705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6256833792576700295</id><published>2009-09-29T06:14:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:14:53.910-10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time of the year again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777276"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777276_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't believe just how fast this year is going by. Just think we r 2 days away from the last 3 months of the year. I love this time of the year but I also hate it. The cool chill in the air after a blistering summer of sun many humid days n nights of Fall. I'll b thankful 4 rain n the freezing nights ahead winter will soon b here. Halloween is officially here in the stores candy candy n more candy. Yeah 4 goodies one of my favorite vices of all time is butterfinger crunchkins. This is my Hubby trying on one of the many masks n costumes @ Hot Topic. They have cool costumes the downside they don't cater 2 Queen size Goddesses like myself.  It's really sad beautiful curvy women get left out of the loop. The story of my life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is upon us time 2 take my green pumpkin outside n plug it in. Unfold the picnic table light my candles pop the bags of goodies. Wait 2 greet the few trick or treaters that will cross our paths. Catch up with the Husband on the days events. The days of taking the Kids around the block has ended as ur Children are 20 n 15 now. In some ways I am glad n in other's I really miss it :( But I don't miss the she has more than me thing when all along it was equal lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6256833792576700295?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6256833792576700295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6256833792576700295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6256833792576700295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6256833792576700295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/09/img00391jpg.html' title='It&apos;s that time of the year again....'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3664231599815292182</id><published>2009-09-26T21:59:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:20:07.487-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My first n mos' def my last....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;" &gt;**Please note I will not mention names but this will b easy you'll guess yourself**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;" &gt;My Hubby comes home n announces we've been invited 2 a 1st birthday party.  I was like cool I'll make pani po-po n bbq baked beans.  In my mind I was secretly intrigued as 2 how these natives celebrate such events n there customs.  Boy it was n eye opener we sat there partly in the car being stared @ as though we were aliens.  We didn't know what they were saying talk about language barrier n we spoke with hand motions.   After waiting a lil over 3 hours n I thought hawaiian time was bad lol.  Here comes the blessing it was so long felt like a serman.  Not that I'm knocking that it's just after waiting all that time n still having 2 wait.  I was starving the thought of my beans going cold weighing heavily on my mind.  The the food line starts I notice all the men stand up n get food ,   then the children then the women this was weird as in my custom the Kupuna n children go first.  They used xtra large bento containers so they can pile food on both sides.  I am serious I have never seen this happen in all my years of parties.  The weird part is nobody went back 4 seconds...  my Hubby's friend said they cook there pig by imu as well but they cook it only 4 an hour.  After hearing that n looking @ the massacred pig on the shipping skip with it's ribs sticking out like knives I was like don't eat it :(  there was so much food it was insane.  There were 3 long tables dedicated 2 the food alone n each pan was a different dish.  I have never seen anything like it ever even Hawaiian Parties no more this kind of layout.  They ran out of room so there were more pans of food underneath the tables on the cold concrete.  There were all kinds of food that was so foreign 2 me I was weary of everything.  The food looked unappetizing some of it sketchy other's down right scarey.  There were these purple bananas with coconut milk looked like cum shots on bananas....that made my stomach turn.  I told my Hubby if it weren't 4 the baked beans I would have eaten cake n fruit salad.  So my plate rice , beans , sweet potato , bbq chicken , banana lumpia.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;" &gt;There was no program no singing dancing not even the radio.  The Parents never said thanks 4 coming even introducing the child.  If I ever felt like a sore thumb it was sitting there in limbo just duhing.  We thought about leaving more than once in fact we did leave then came back in they still didn't start.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;" &gt;The Women take care of the children as well as do everything.  The Men just sit there as though they r the Kings I guess in there world they r.  It's just weird 2 me the Women just do they don't have a voice.  But what I did notice the Women r extremely rude but the Men r friendly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;" &gt;Now 2 the good n bad of this one time experience.  The good we brought home our kick a** baked beans which of course was off the hook.  The down side some idiot splashed some tuna something in it :( crappola I spent a while fishing out all the tuna I could find.  I told my Hubby should we dump it..? it's contaminated.  Even though I managed 2 fish all of it out can I eat it knowing full well what was in it..?  Dang I am sooooo friggin pissed off that was the good stuff there.  Even though they don't know whats good they didn't have 2 ruin my masterpiece.  I guess they recognized the pani po-po cause that was completely gone :( so I have no dessert n I'm left with a casserole full of something that has something it shouldn't in it.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;" &gt;This is a once in a lifetime thing I chose not 2 repeat.  I will just say NO NO NO if the opportunity 4 another invite should arise.  Some parties n just not my kind of parties n this was mos' def it.  End of story now did yah guess who I was speaking of....? u don't have 2 b a rocket scientist 2 get it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3664231599815292182?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3664231599815292182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3664231599815292182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3664231599815292182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3664231599815292182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-first-n-mos-def-my-last.html' title='My first n mos&apos; def my last....'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-7876769372602448684</id><published>2009-09-25T17:02:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:15:48.001-10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Aloha this is just a test 2 c if my text blog is working :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-7876769372602448684?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/7876769372602448684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=7876769372602448684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7876769372602448684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7876769372602448684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/09/aloha-this-is-just-test-2-c-if-my-text.html' title=''/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-249555830823043702</id><published>2009-09-25T06:49:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:20:49.976-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeeeek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777268"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777268_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Some people call it skin tags some shrooms other's extra skin whatever u call them I'm plagued by it.  There all over my face n neck seems like it's traveling lol I hate them.  My Tutu used 2 say only the Hawaiians got that I do believe it 2 b true so tell me does that make me special..? GRRRR I'd give up being special if I didn't have these unslightly brown bubbles on my face n neck.  The day of this pic I was going in 2 c the Derm Doc they made me cover my facial ornaments with lidocaine lotion 2 numb them.  The nurse said I must glob the lotion on n come there wearing it on my face.  Needless 2 say I didn't have a problem @ home but I did driving the car , I felt like a freak of nature worse yet sitting outside in the public waiting area of the Drs offices.    I sat outside because inside the office was more crowded with my head bowed I could feel the stares of other's n children pointing.  As the minutes passed which seemed like 4ever n a day (almost an hour) it was my turn.  So I lifted my puzzle book 2 my face n walked thru the doors without missing a beat lol.  Walked into my room the Nurse wiped the lotion of my face as she said whoa good job on the globbing.  She then says okay get on the table n wait 4 the Dr 2 come in.  He walks right in says Hi then he starts zapping my facial deformaties.  After a few minutes of this I realize whoa this is what burning flesh smells like it was over.  He then says it'll b about 5-7 days b4 ur facial decorations fall off n they r no more.  It's been a few days so  far a few have fallen off I have noticed a big difference I am very happy with the results.  Now to get rid of these dang frecklie thingys lol.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-249555830823043702?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/249555830823043702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=249555830823043702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/249555830823043702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/249555830823043702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/09/img00367jpg.html' title='Eeeeeek'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2405788655319815245</id><published>2009-09-11T17:56:00.006-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:21:15.621-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep throat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777266"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777266_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All week I was having should I go should I not go thoughts..? weighing heavily on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The time had come 2 find out if I had stomach cancer or ulcers.  Was I gonna b next in line 2 meet my Grandma's fate n die @ a young age. The anxiety was almost 2 much the not knowing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was driving me mad ,   the sleep deprevation was unreal.  The worry the panic the thoughts of what if...my Kids....my Husband my house.  Everything I worked so hard 2 acquire I might not b around 2 njoy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment they wheeled me into the op room I was like whoa this is where my Hubby comes 4 his colonoscopy.  As I lay there on the gurney with the thoughts of maybe I signed my life away.  Brought me back 2 the paper they made me sign I'll never 4get the words "anesthethia may cause paralyzation or death".  Thats the same moment I said 2 myself this could b it if anything goes wrong am I ready 2 meet my maker ?  The nurse said open up time 2 get you ready she put this cold clumpy mixture in my mouth  @ first i thought it was crushed sweet tarts n water.  Then the Dr came in n sprayed this burning gross tasting spray in my throat.  Then a rubber thing was placed in my mouth  so I don't bite on the scope.  The Nurse then says this is gonna burn a lil it wasn't long after that I blanked out.  I told myself don't sleep don't close ur eyes don't go down.  I can't remember anything after the burning in my hand other than dreaming about my Brother.  Y my Brother..? I haven't the slightest clue lol I don't even remember what about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the moment they were wheeling me out of the room.  Weird must have been the moving very strange I was wide awake alert. Happy thoughts of that honey ham sandwhich with honey mustard lettuce tomato n sprouts on milton's multi grain.  I waited all day 4 it I mean all day I couldn't eat from the night b4 n drink after 11:45.  My op was @ 3:45 feeling delirious dizzy exhausted n dehydrated.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I felt faint like I was gonna pass out...no fluids or food.  The moment I came out of the dead zone I was full of life...ready 4 a marathon.  Something must have been in the fluids or the sedative cause I felt like a million bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I got a new lease on my stomach I  know things r gonna b alright ,  I'm moving in another direction of my life.  Somewhere I am yet 2 reveal 2 everyone including my Fambam.  When my plan is set in stone n I get this ball rolling there will b NO stopping Ms. eggiepuff :) to be continued.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2405788655319815245?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2405788655319815245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2405788655319815245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2405788655319815245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2405788655319815245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/09/img00274jpg.html' title='Deep throat'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-793827156182474037</id><published>2009-09-01T07:05:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T12:21:38.700-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ink Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777262"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777262_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love ink...lots of it now I have both forearms done ,  I believe @ this point I have 10 total.  Everytime I say enough is enough I still go back 4 more punishment lol.  I'm either a sucker 4 pain or a complete idiot haha.  Sitting there trapped under a heavy arm n paralyzed by pain sometimes 4 a few hours.  Depending if I don't eat the breakfast of champions (bacon rice eggs pancakes) lol I tremble.  I have experienced this twice my body shakes from the inside out my teeth chatter eyes roll.  I am completely conscious n totally aware of my surroundings.  I am told my body was experiencing trauma n thats a way it protects itself.  So I'm starting 2 re think the whole breakfast of champions theory instead of packing that good ole granola bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe getting inked is like having a steak knife's tip gouge ur skin while dragging out a pattern without cutting it open.  Sometimes the skin will bead with droplets of blood sometimes not.  The skin will pop up like it's in 3-d the body part will swell must apply bacitracin.  After a day or so of this no more shower stinging lol tenderness remains.  3 or so days later the skin will start 2 peel  I call is the ugly part.  U must apply  moisturizing lotion 2 keep ur skin supple n moist.  What I didn't mention is the immense itching the itch will make u wanna rip ur skin off.  After the skin peels away your tatt will look traced out eventually this tracing will disappear.  Whats left will b a beautiful work of art you had a part in creating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm sure I'll b back...no matter how many times I tell myself it hurts something bad lol.  Looking back @ all my experiences I wouldn't change a thing.  I am very happy with the work I've had done so far.  There r so many more works of art yet 2 b applied 2 a body canvas.  I enjoy mashing things up  creating my own as u know I live outside the box of life.  I'm not ready 2 throw in the towel just yet....more 2 come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-793827156182474037?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/793827156182474037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=793827156182474037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/793827156182474037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/793827156182474037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/09/img00240jpg.html' title='Ink Mama'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-491357468271446532</id><published>2009-08-22T20:39:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T08:50:10.214-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Down the park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777258"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777258_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our Son had gone 2 Oahu 4 his Special Olympics Bocce tournament our Daughter 2 the mall.  So me n the Hubby were all alone Saturday afternoon cruising around.  We come upon a free concert going on @ Kalakaua Park so we decide 2 park n relax.  As much as Hawaiian music bores me n relaxes me 2 laziness I actually found it okay.  We sat under the big banyan tree with cool breezes passing through.  Lazy Saturday afternoon what made it even better was knowing the house was clean.  We needed that time 2 re-connect just him n I as he enjoyed the music n I sat n tweeted.  Yes I said it lol that's what kept me sane 4 that hour of laziness.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park wasn't crowded with lots of people but gradually more n more trickled in.  We got 2 c the last group play as the Kupuna left the stage.  Had we'd known I'm sure we would have been there from the jump.  As we left 2 go home I said since the kids arn't home 2nite it's your turn 2 cook supper or you're taking me out.  He says........okay lets go out then but we going half-half.  I said gheeez when did u turn into Mr. Myzer..? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out 2 Ocean Sushi deli here we come...the perfect end 2 the perfect day.  I finally decide 2 put my best friend down (BB) n recognize he's alive.  No more tweeting through supper n the rest of the night.  That was really hard as I found myself on a roll that afternoon lol.  But the best part of the day is when we decided 2 light that kountry fire n call it a night..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-491357468271446532?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/491357468271446532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=491357468271446532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/491357468271446532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/491357468271446532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/08/img00217jpg.html' title='Down the park'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3046915114586772008</id><published>2009-08-15T07:54:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T08:27:04.578-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it up Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Stop your car throw out your keys n back up Gramps your driving days r over.  Yesterday while driving in traffic along the Kanoelehua stretch I notice this teal colored honda civic driving on the median.  Then I noticed his left side blinkers constantly blinking mind u I am in the right lane he's in the left.  As we approach the Leilani st. intersection I am now parallel 2 him as I turn 2 the left n twitpic him.  That would b the moment my dang BB starts acting up with "uncaught exception" then reboots.  So of course @ that moment the light turns green n off we go again.  This time I'm kinda worried cause as we merge we r still lined up.  So if he comes into my lane my life is now in danger.  I begin 2 panic cause as I've noticed his previous driving skills ahead of me.    I back it up n let him pass me n continue 2 watch his eratic behavior.  The Question everyone @ this point should b asking is..."where was the Popo"  I can tell u this much no where in sight when yah need em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;People over the age of 70 should go through the entire driving education process again.  Those that don't pass get weeded out n it'll make it safer 4 everyone on the road.  The major hazards on the road r the oldsters n the youngins.  The youngins n their sooped up cars like 2 speed n weave thru traffic.  The oldsters r constantly braking when there's NO red light in site turn the blinker on a mile ahead of turning.  When u look @ all the accidents involving businesses it's always the oldsters hitting the gas instead of the brake.  That would b enough 2 drop the keys turn in the license n call it a life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't tell u which side of the coin is worse they both put everyone @ risk.   Popo up your game n keep the rest of us safe from these barrel blazing lunatics , stop n go oldsters.  I want 2 feel safe on our roads I deserve it 4 I pay insurance n taxes.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3046915114586772008?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3046915114586772008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3046915114586772008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3046915114586772008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3046915114586772008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/08/give-it-up-grandpa.html' title='Give it up Grandpa'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2502561526821138862</id><published>2009-08-13T17:04:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T07:54:17.792-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Wally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What a terrible inconvenience 2 all it's customers. U turned our world inside out not 2 mention your workers who r just as lost. It's terrible that u would move the store around n claim it's 4 our benefit I don't get it. What losers the managers r they know this but do they give a rat's a** ? I saw this once on a news program the trickery of stores. They know y they do this n so do I I'm onto your game. I'm not worried about it cause I'll still win by going on missions of buying what I need then leaving. For those of u that don't know the game I'll explain it 2 u. They re-arrange the store for their benefit n hopes it gets u 2 buy more than u came 4. As u walk the aisles going 2 where u know things r you'll find this n that u didn't come for n add it 2 ur wagon. Many people do this as they make their way thru the many aisles 2 find what they came 4. So u plan on buying a toilet plunger....cost maybe 10.00 u buy everything else n leave dropping 50.00. Don't fall into their trip...don't let them win.....don't give in 2 temptation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Don't let the big boxes win...get em b4 they get u....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2502561526821138862?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2502561526821138862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2502561526821138862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2502561526821138862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2502561526821138862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/08/wicked-wally.html' title='Wicked Wally'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-2963970729774244439</id><published>2009-08-12T19:52:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:26:23.293-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy choices is killing my soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tell me why does dieting have to hurt..? y can't eating healthy taste good..? I'm so sick of healthy this healthy that  you shouldn't eat that don't do this.  Maybe I should stop this madness n quit everything all together I'd b a stagnant starving couch potatoe.  I'm so miserable I hate myself before I make a commitment  2 better myself.    Being sensory defensive doesn't help my case @ all textures , smells , tastes.  Those r all stacked up against me along with my many OCD's lol.  So when yah add it all up leaves me stuck in the middle of good n bad.  My brain screaming eat healthy chose life...n my OCD's u only live once eat whatcha want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love 2 hate the good but I so love 2 love the bad...but I would say I am doing better.  I'm still not downing the crunchy green thingys gag reflex lol.  Started adding brown rice integrated with the white going hapa.  Most nights I eat NO rice just a bowl of cereal will suffice lol.   I'm not trying to get used to this healthy so called good for me crap.  But I am trying to make more health conscious decisions without killing the happy camper in me.    But really I think the happy camper in me left  4 the beach.   Shoving fruit in my mouth trying to convince myself it's dove chocolate.   Trying to use less flavor in my food is causing an uproar in my house.  Over throw the cook mutiny throw her 2 the wolves lol.   Whats happened 2 Mom..? we want shoyu everything..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The hardest part of changing ones diet is changing ones mine into believing this is the right thing 2 do.  After living your entire life one way all your life then turning around n living someone elses.  This journey is about 2 begin 4 I have 2 make some serious choices now my life is on the line.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do I choose life...or do I chose chocolate cake n ice cream with sprinkles..? or do I simply say cake n ice cream hold the sprinkles lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-2963970729774244439?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/2963970729774244439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=2963970729774244439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2963970729774244439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/2963970729774244439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/08/healthy-choices-is-killing-my-soul.html' title='Healthy choices is killing my soul'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6652103329574582370</id><published>2009-08-01T08:57:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:13:15.641-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Car show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SnSQxiLa9nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Dxxevy81Qpk/s1600-h/100_3691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365072236767802994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SnSQxiLa9nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Dxxevy81Qpk/s320/100_3691.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The sun was blazing...the weather was beautiful if u can stand the heat.  I literally felt like I was melting I got some major sunburn that afternoon.  We spent a while @ the car show looking around people watching.  The cars were amazing some came from near n others from far.  The car in the pic was my "all time" favorite out of all the cars.  This one stood out 2 me made my heart go pitter patter.  I'm sure ya'll remember the movie "cobra" this one reminds me of it.  I am a fan of the movie I am a fan of Sly.  But I am not a fan of his hair or his ball huggin jeans n them popo sunglasses lol.  But oooo his voice is a whole nother story it just oozes sex appeal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyways back 2 reality...if I had the money I would have dropped it like it's hot on this monster 4 sure.  There's just something about simplicity this car has it all I'll name it "Blaque Beauti"....only in my dreams...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6652103329574582370?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6652103329574582370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6652103329574582370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6652103329574582370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6652103329574582370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/08/car-show.html' title='Car show'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SnSQxiLa9nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Dxxevy81Qpk/s72-c/100_3691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-3697143081940244987</id><published>2009-08-01T07:50:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:51:07.155-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizzy Ducky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777256"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777256_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well as some of u know my stomach has been harrassing me lately.  So I force myself 2 conquer my demons n get 2 the Doc.  I tell her my symptoms she tells me she is thinking h. pylori infection.  I go home n do some web search the more I read the more I panic.  This infection can cause ulcers of the stomach as well as stomach cancer.  Yes I said the "c" word which is what makes me cringe.  My Dad's Mom had stomach cancer n died @ the age of 49 I am only 10 years younger.  I couldn't sleep I couldn't think I couldn't breathe.......just knowing this a part of me died that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So now onto the pic this is my Sister Kier she has been my backbone my strength.  The Doc said 2 fast n I knew I don't do "fast" well I pass out everytime.  So were sitting in the lab I can already feel faint n light headed.  The lab lady comes out n says "o no" I remember u.  The lab Lady kept trying 2 get me 2 lay down lol.  I said no like a hard head she sticks me then everything went into slow motion.  I could hear my Sister n her talking I saw what was happening around me but I sat paralyzed.  Lips turned white , face went pale , eyes rolled back in my head I was gone.  I woke up laying down on the bed body weak mind dizzy world spinning all that trauma from taking my blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As I felt my blood draining I also felt my life force being taken from me.  Now I know what it feels like 2 b abducted by aliens because I was hijacked that day.  The only difference it wasn't  cute lil green men with antennae on their head.  It was a lady with a long white coat carrying a basket full of vials hahaha.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-3697143081940244987?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/3697143081940244987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=3697143081940244987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3697143081940244987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/3697143081940244987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/08/img00143jpg.html' title='Dizzy Ducky'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8713424958071717504</id><published>2009-07-24T20:46:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:24:22.061-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777254_blog" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oooooo yeah look @ this what a sandwhich hot roast chicken on honey oat bread.  Just think if u had 2 down this everyday n b content.  This is what my life has become yes I am thankful I have something 2 eat but rice-less :(  I want plate lunches I want bentos I want sushi n okazuya even some pizza.  This has never been my life "healthy" lifestyle I go back in my mind I realize my Mom has never made a green salad.  I should start eating healthier even though I know it's better for me but can I ?  Greens r gross they get caught up in my throat n I can't swallow them.  Not 2 mention the taste yuckers crispy crunchy texturized so called goodness.   I'm gonna think of other ways in getting this nutrition than eating the green stuff.  I know I shouldn't drown it in ranch or my fave oriental dressing.  But if this is the only way I can stomach it then so b it lol.  In my mind @ least I'm eating the perky green things right ?  Maybe somebody needs 2 hit me over the head with a cast iron frying pan.  Knock me out n when I wake up I'll have a new way of thinking about the green stuff.  But that isn't my reality I'm not lucky like that...     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So Ilka take this advice from yourself...suck it up plow it down get it over with.  Continually think you're saving yourself mowing a clear path within your arteries.  Making a better you a healthier you someone deep down inside you always wanted 2 b.  What doesn't kill u makes u stronger this is gonna b my new motto from now on.  If the meanie greenies don't kill me first.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8713424958071717504?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8713424958071717504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8713424958071717504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8713424958071717504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8713424958071717504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/07/img00129jpg.html' title='Healthy choices'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8397680133856328940</id><published>2009-07-18T18:19:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:06:02.090-10:00</updated><title type='text'>No moah house put up tent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You say were lowering your property values n that were unsanitary.  If u don't like the way we live on our property we worked so hard in obtaining....MOVE. But due 2 the current economic hard times we r unable 2 get a loan 2 further our dream house. We live a quiet life bothering no one taking care of what we have n 2 protect whats ours.  You don't think we would rather have 4 walls a flushing toilet a working fridge..? Come on people grow up...you know who u r..! so do we.  When u break it down like this it always comes back to the peeps who think their shit don't stink....pull your head out your a** n put urself in our shoes walk a day in my life....live my struggles.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am one of the fortunate ones this isn't my life.  I own my home but I can identify with the people who don't have a house.  I can easily c their struggles even though it is a far cry from my reality.  I don't c the problem with people living in tents on their own land.  Although I do have some reservations about it.  The most important thing is getting rid of human waste that won't affect the environment.  Removal of any n all structures that can cause harm such as old cars.  Making sure your camp looks neat n not that of a junkyard.  If it's your land you should b able 2 do what u want sensibly...have the right 2 live within your means.  But still strive 4 better work toward your goals 4 a home n the better ment of ones family.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If u should c people living off their land living within their means smile n b thankful 4 what you have.  Home sweet home...n home is where the heart is doesn't necessarily mean 4 walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8397680133856328940?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8397680133856328940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8397680133856328940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8397680133856328940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8397680133856328940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-moah-house-put-up-tent.html' title='No moah house put up tent'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6100018911354107792</id><published>2009-07-12T14:00:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:53:21.023-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day late dollah short</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SlqD6c6cBiI/AAAAAAAAADI/aPplroewyhc/s1600-h/100_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357739746927576610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SlqD6c6cBiI/AAAAAAAAADI/aPplroewyhc/s320/100_2020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter how hard I try I can't seem 2 catch up on tweets. I am always a day late n a dollar short always sometimes I am not just 2 plus hours behind I am well over 12 hours gr...I try my hardest 2 read them all n respond. But there r those blonde moments tweeps respond 2 me n I have no clue what I tweeted lol , to conjur up a response. Sometimes I belive I am delirious on some of my tweets cause tweeps respond with feel better soon or get better quick. Then it makes me think was I semi consious when I tweeted that..? what exactly did I tweet..? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alls I know my experience with Twitter so far has been a good one despite the bots. I have met really awesome people n some I have had the oppurtunity 2 actually meet. You can tell that all hawaii tweeps r very sincere n very friendly....that's y I am glad I live Aloha. The best part of Hawaii tweeps r the foodie pics..I tell you I don't have 2 gain weight 2 eat anything. Drooling n salivating over twitpics r enough 4 me hehehe extra padding with just a pic now thats scarey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope 2 one day meet the many tweeps who have brought joy 2 my heart...tears 2 my eyes with laughter...n weigh 2 my thighs I never asked 4. I have yet 2 get any cocopuffs n Leonard's malasada's but I am holding strong. I believe one day n one day soon someone will hear my pleas n fufill that void that only cocopuffs can :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6100018911354107792?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6100018911354107792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6100018911354107792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6100018911354107792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6100018911354107792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-late-dollah-short.html' title='Day late dollah short'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SlqD6c6cBiI/AAAAAAAAADI/aPplroewyhc/s72-c/100_2020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-1392514197783085194</id><published>2009-07-12T13:01:00.002-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T13:59:33.169-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweet-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It was nearing 1 pm my heart started racing I was having 2nd thoughts of backing out.  I knew I was gonna feel out of place in more than one way.  My Hubby drops me off I sneek in n find more people than @ first thought would b there.  I stood in the door way with knees knocking heart skipping beats.  Being a few minutes late I made a grand ole entry I'm thinking everyone must have been there from 12:30.  Luckily for me I brought my own beach chair , high back very wide n relaxing.  I park my chair next to @KarenWelsh @ damanster @lazarus2000 table.  I got a chance 2 meet @damontucker as well the guy who hooked me up with fbiblogs.com chee-hu.  @larryczerwonka was the host n captain of the ship @bigislandpizza made the grub.  I got 2 speak with @KarenWelsh supper cool lady I njoyed her articles 4 the Hilo trib.  @lazarus2000 @damanster made me laugh they prolly gave me my first wrinkles.  Then out of the blue up from behind comes this big dude full of aloha n it was @wika2.  I was so happy to c him it's @ that moment I finally felt like I meshed being there.  Him n me r alike in so many ways we connected n it became clear we were gonna b friends 4 life.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now onto the tweet-up itself I know I don't fit in socially half the things talked about I didn't understand.   I am a dork not a geek there's a huge difference dork is kind of like Steve Erkel n geek is like brainey smurf.  I'm not knocking myself I am smart in life n street skills ask me 2 fix ur T-REX you'll b buying a new one lol.  I'm just being me n being as honest as I know how 2 b....sorry guys n gals.  If the next tweet up involves dorks , food , lots of laughs n some sunburn I'll b there....if not...then maybe , maybe no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t.  How can I enjoy something I don't understand..? how can I b productive n add in my 2 sense if I am clueless..?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks for the great food....good &lt;a href="mailto:tweeple....laughs....@wika2"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tweeple....laughs....@wika2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4 bringing me comfort...till the next chapter.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-1392514197783085194?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/1392514197783085194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=1392514197783085194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1392514197783085194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1392514197783085194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/07/tweet-up.html' title='Tweet-up'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8591980343535820233</id><published>2009-07-08T16:00:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:19:44.143-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777252"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777252_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HERE I SAT BROKEN HEARTED...HAD TO SH*T BUT ONLY FARTED....! SURROUNDED BY THREE WALLS WITH PEELING PAINT. SITTING ON THE THRONE SWEATING A FEW BULLETS. OUT OF THE BLUE COMES THIS WEIRD SOUND IT'S CLOSE ENOUGH I COULD HEAR IT BUT NOT RECOGNIZABLE. I GET UP N MAKE MY WAY WITH CAUTION 2 THE GARAGE WINDOW. WHEN I NOTICE THAT MY GARAGE IS GONE. FROM MY STAND POINT I COULDN'T SEE WHERE IT WENT. MY FIRST THOUGHT WAS MY CRACKHEAD NEIGHBORS...IT BROUGHT ME BACK 2 THE TOILET PAPER SPIT BALL 2 MY WHIP. I MADE MY WAY OUTSIDE TO FIND MY GARAGE WAS NOW ATTACHED 2 MY PORCH. GAUGING FROM WHERE THE GARAGE LANDED WAS A GOOD 12 FEET AWAY FROM MY HOOPTEE. IT WAS @ THAT MOMENT THE WIND STARTED KICKING UP. I STARTED 2 WORRY ABOUT MY OTHER GARAGE 4 IT WAS MUCH BIGGER THAN THIS ONE. BUT EVENTUALLY THE WINDS DIED DOWN WE MANAGED TO FIX THE GARAGE LATER THAT AFTERNOON. TALK ABOUT FREAK ACCIDENT...OUT OF THE BLUE OR WAS IT..? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8591980343535820233?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8591980343535820233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8591980343535820233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8591980343535820233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8591980343535820233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/07/img00114jpg.html' title='Whoosh'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-8322433041019486297</id><published>2009-07-04T21:44:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:21:11.302-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap cheap cheap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777248"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777248_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IT'S JULY 4TH WE JUST ARRIVED 2 PINKY'S IN PAPAIKOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO WE CAN CHECKOUT THE FIREWORKS. THE SHELVES WERE ALMOST BARE SO WE ENDED UP BUYING EVERYBODY'S FAVORITE , GROUD BLOOMS. THEN LEFT 4 THE CAR SHOW ROAST DOWN @ THE SOCCER FIELD. AFTER THAT WE ENDED UP @ MICKEY D'S FOR SOME MUCH NEEDED REFRESHMENTS. THEN HOME 2 REST A LIL MY SON BEING THE FIREBUG HE IS WAS OUTSIDE SMOKING HIMSELF OUT. MY HUBBY FELL ASLEEP HE WHEN HE'S DOWN HE'S DOWN. WHAT WAS SURPRISING IS HE WOKE UP @ 7PM N SAID SO WHAT WE GOING OR NOT..? SO WE PACKED EVERYTHING UP N HEADED OUT 2 GOOD YEAR. EARLIER IN THE DAY WE WERE SCOUTING SPOTS LOOKING 2 AVOID TRAFFIC N PEOPLE. SO WE GET DOWN 2 GOODYEAR THEN WALK OVER 2 STARBUCKS. SUDDENLY THIS HORRIBLE ANXIETY HITS ME OUT OF BLUE RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES. I LOOK @ MY SON N ASK HIM WHAT DID U DO WITH THE LIGHTED PUNK..? THERE WAS THE GLAZED BLANK LOOK IN HIS EYES AS HE STRUGGLED 2 REMEMBER. AS THE SECONDS TURNED INTO LIFETIMES HE SAYS.."I DON'T KNOW". MY MIND RACED , MY KNEES STARTED KNOCKING I STRUGGLED 2 BREATHE. MY OCD'S STARTED KICKING MY ASS ALL THESE THOUGHTS OF MY HOUSE IS ON FIRE. I COULDN'T FUNCTION THE FIREWORKS IS ABOUT 2 BEGIN. I START TWEETING LIKE A MAD WOMAN...EXPRESSING EVERYTHING I WAS FEELING WITH SUCH GREAT EMOTION. IF ONLY MY TWEETS COULD SHOW WHAT I WAS FEELING IT WOULD HAVE DAGGERS N BLOOD TEARDROPS COATING EVERY LETTER. SO AFTER THE 20 MINUTE SHOW WHICH FELT LIKE TWO LIFETIMES HAD PASSED WE RUSH HOME. TO A HOUSE THAT WAS STILL STANDING...NO SMOKE NO FIRE. I TOLD HIM GO N LOOK 4 THE PUNK HE COMES BACK N SAYS HERE IT IS MOM. I PUT IT OUT THEN PUT IT BACK WITH THE OTHER MOSQUITO PUNK INTO THE CABINET. IT SEEMS AS THOUGH @ THAT MOMENT I TOOK A BREATH 4 THE FIRST TIME SINCE THAT TERRIBLE ANXIETY ATTACK. MY HEART STARTED 2 CALM SOME MY BREATHING SEEMS RHYTHMIC AGAIN. WHAT A 4TH OF JULY THIS WAS...DESPITE THE EXCITEMENT I NEVER WANT 2 EXPERIENCE THIS KIND OF CRAZINESS AGAIN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-8322433041019486297?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/8322433041019486297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=8322433041019486297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8322433041019486297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/8322433041019486297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/07/img00109jpg.html' title='Cheap cheap cheap'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-1209506447786198959</id><published>2009-06-30T18:46:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:21:38.340-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My snork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777246"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777246_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOOKIE LOOKIE NEVER IN MY WILDEST DREAMS DID I THINK I WOULD B AN INSPIRATION....BUT I AM. MY FRIEND BEA-BEA WHOM I HAVE NEVER MET IN PERSON LIVES IN SAN FRANCISCO. SHE IS STUDYING TO B A NURSE I MET HER THROUGH BLACKBERRY MESSENGER. SHE MENTIONED SOMETHING CALLED MUNNY OR KID-ROBOT OR SOMETHING. SHE SAID SHE ENJOYS MAKING THEM OF COURSE ME BEING THE DORK I AM I WAS CLUELESS. SO SHE SURPRISED ME ONE DAY BY SENDING ME THIS PICTURE OF HER CREATION. I TOOK ONE LOOK @ IT N SAW MYSELF NOT JUST FOR THE BEAUTIFUL DRAWING ON IT'S HEAD. BUT THROUGH THE SADNESS IN HER FACE I SAW ME I CAN TELL U THIS IT WAS SURREAL. I CRIED TEARS OF JOY FOR IT WASN'T JUST BEAUTIFUL IT WAS AMAZING. SHE THEN SAYS IT ISN'T FINISHED YET...I CAN'T IMAGINE IT ANY PRETTIER THAN IT ALREADY IS. I CALL IT "MY SNORK" I REMEMBER THE CARTOON SNORKS IT WAS ALWAYS A FAVORITE OF MINE BESIDES THE SMURFS LOL. I CAN JUST IMAGINE WHATS GOING THRU UR MIND @ THE MOMENT THE ANSWER IS "YES" I REALLY AM THAT OLD. SHE NAMED IT "ILLKZ" SO IT DOESN'T JUST LOOK LIKE ME IT HAS MY NAME AS WELL. IN SOME STRANGE WAY OR ANOTHER I FEEL CONNECTED 2 IT...THERE'S JUST SOMETHING ABOUT THOSE EYES. THANK U BEA-BEA 4 MAKING MY DAY NOW I KNOW 4 SURE I DO HAVE A TWIN SHE'S GORGEOUS JUST LIKE ME....INSTEAD OF ONE OF A KIND WERE NOW 2 OF A KIND.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-1209506447786198959?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/1209506447786198959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=1209506447786198959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1209506447786198959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1209506447786198959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/mysnorkjpg.html' title='My snork'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-4869981022328290172</id><published>2009-06-28T14:19:00.004-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:22:33.973-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Picki nicki</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777242"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777242_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS IS A PIC OF THE PICNIC AREA BEHIND SUISAN WE WERE THIS PAST SATURDAY CELEBRATING FATHER'S DAY A WEEKEND 2 LATE LOL. THE WEATHER WAS BEAUTIFUL SUNNY N CLOUDY WITH FAST FLOWING BREEZES IT WAS PERFECT. THE ONLY THING I DIDN'T NJOY WAS CELEBRATING FATHER'S DAY WITH A SLEEPING FATHER. HE ATE THEN FELL ASLEEP LIKE CLOCK WORK TOTAL KANAK ATTAK AS WE SAY. MY DAUGHTER N ME PLAYED "GO FISH" GO FIGURE HEHE. THE DOWNSIDE 2 THE WIND WAS THESE LITTLE YELLOW FLOWERS , WOULD RAIN DOWN FROM THE HUGE TREE WE WERE UNDER INTO OUR FOOD LOL. ABOUT 2.5 HOURS OR SO LATER HE DECIDES 2 WAKE UP. SO WE HEAD HOME WE GOES OFF 2 THE DUMP WITH YARD RUBBISH. I TURN ON A MOVIE THE MINUTE HE GETS BACK SAYS OKAY TIME 2 WASH THE CARS. SO OFF GOES THE MOVIE N OUTSIDE WE ALL GO N WASH THE 2 CARS LOL. END 2 A FATHER'S DAY PICNIC A WEEK 2 LATE N A DOLLAR SHORT LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-4869981022328290172?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/4869981022328290172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=4869981022328290172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4869981022328290172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4869981022328290172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/img00099jpg.html' title='Picki nicki'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-168896569878177720</id><published>2009-06-27T16:57:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:23:42.069-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bbm man whores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SkbeKLsMAfI/AAAAAAAAACw/T9uU5CYki9o/s1600-h/100_3027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352209473694597618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SkbeKLsMAfI/AAAAAAAAACw/T9uU5CYki9o/s320/100_3027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U SAY I'M BEAUTIFUL U SAY I'M HOTT YOU SAY I'M SEXY N MUST B A WILD CAT IN BED..WELL I'LL TAKE BEAUTIFUL THATS WHERE IT ENDS. THOSE R NASTY COMMENTS N MAKE MY BLOOD BOIL. THE ONLY PERSON WHOM I ALLOW 2 SAY THOSE THINGS 2 ME R MY HUSBAND. I'M SO OVER TELLING U JERKS I'M "MARRIED WITH CHILDREN" WHAT PART OF THAT DON'T U UNDERSTAND. RESPECT ME NOT JUST CAUSE I AM WOMAN BUT BECAUSE I AM HUMAN. WHAT MAKES U THINK BECAUSE I AM ON BBM U CAN HARASS ME IN ANYWAY SHAPE OR FORM. BBM IS A PLACE WHERE FRIENDS CONNECT OR 2 MAKE NEW FRIENDS NOT 2 MAKE A BOOTIE CALL. I AM NOT AFRAID 2 CALL U OUT BLAST U ON CB N BRS SO WATCH UR STEP I'VE DONE IT B4 I'LL DO IT AGAIN. I AM UPFRONT FROM JUMPSTREET I WILL NOT PUT UP WITH SHINANIGANS , NON SENSE , USELESS PIECES OF CRAP THAT CALL THEMSELVES "REAL MEN". IF U R A "REAL MAN" I'D RATHER B A LESBIAN....WITH MEN LIKE U IT'S NO WONDER THE LESBIAN POPULATION IS BOOMING. MORE POWER 2 THE WOMEN OUT THERE FINDING LOVE WITH THE MAN OF THEIR DREAMS....N IT TURNS OUT 2 B A WOMAN. SO BEWARE OF WOMEN LIKE ME...WE LAY DOWN THE LAW STOMP U OUT N KEEP ON MOVING. NOW IF U R A "REAL MAN" ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS WHAT "PLATONIC" N "MARRIED WITH CHILDREN" MEAN N STILL WANT 2 B MY BBM FRIEND THEN HIT ME UP I'M GAME. IF NOT THEN KEEP ON MOVING CAUSE U AIN'T GONNA GET UR JOLLIES ON TALKING 2 ME ABOUT HOW U WANNA SEX ME UP I'LL JUST KEEP SAYING IT'S RAINING HEHEHEHE....GAME ON B*TCHEZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-168896569878177720?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/168896569878177720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=168896569878177720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/168896569878177720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/168896569878177720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/bbm-man-whores.html' title='Bbm man whores'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SkbeKLsMAfI/AAAAAAAAACw/T9uU5CYki9o/s72-c/100_3027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-7287894365038770670</id><published>2009-06-26T20:36:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:24:50.255-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777239"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777239_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OKAY WELL LIKE I SAID IN MY TWEETS MY HOUSE REALLY IS PINK N PINKER N GREEN LOL. I WASN'T PULLING ANYBODYS LEG HEHEHE I AM SO IN LOVE WITH IT. IT'S BEEN CALLED THE BARBIE HOUSE , THE WATERMELON N NOW MARY GUAVA GO FIGURE. EVERYBODY LIKES 2 MAKE FUN OF IT. WHEN I LOOK @ IT I AM SPEECHLESS AND IN AWE OF IT'S GREAT BEAUTY. BUT WHEN I THINK OF IT RELATING 2 ME I CAN'T UNDERSTAND IT. MY COLORS R BLOOD RED N BLACK THATS MORE MY STYLE KINDA GLOOMEY LIKE EMO-ISH LOL. I AM NOT A HAPPY CAMPER NEVER REALLY WAS LOL. I CAN'T EXPLAIN Y I CHOSE THESE COLORS FOR THE OUTSIDE OF MY HOUSE OR WHERE THIS THOUGHT CAME FROM. BUT IT'S HERE N IT'S ON N 4 SOME STRANGE REASON OR ANOTHER I REALLY LIKE IT. ASK ME IF IT MAKES ME HAPPY..? NAH I JUST LIKE THE THOUGHT OF MY NEIGHBORS SUFFERING LOL. THEY MIGHT NEED 2 WEAR SUNGLASSES EVEN @ NIGHT HEHEHE. ALL I GOTTS 2 SAY 2 THEM IS THIS IS MY HOUSE MY BUSINESS I DO WHAT I LIKE. I PAY A MORTGAGE SO I AINOKEA WHAT U THINK...LEARN 2 LOVE IT CAUSE I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-7287894365038770670?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/7287894365038770670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=7287894365038770670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7287894365038770670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/7287894365038770670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/img00074jpg.html' title='My house'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-9032353318105791714</id><published>2009-06-25T22:36:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:25:42.383-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a b*t@h</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777233"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777233_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE 2 ADMIT IT BUT THESE R MY SENTIMENTS EXACTLY I KNOW SO DARK SO NEGATIVE SO ME. BLAH BLAH BLAH...I AM TRYING 2 LEARN 2 C THE GLASS HALF FULL. I WAS NEVER A POSITIVE PERSON NEVER I ALWAYS SAW THE BAD BEFORE I REALIZED GOOD CAME FROM IT. I AM WOMAN ENOUGH 2 ADMIT IT BUT LEARNING 2 CHANGE MY WAYS N SLOWLY INTEGRATE INTO THE LIGHT , WILL ALWAYS B A LEARNING EXPERIENCE 4 ME. ONE THAT I'LL PROBABLY BE WORKING ON 4 THE REST OF MY LIFE. SO I'M ON A MISSION 2 LEARN 2 ENLIGHTEN MY MYSELF. TRYING 2 B A BEACON OF HOPE N LAUGHTER 2 OTHER'S LIKE MYSELF. SLOWLY TRYING 2 EMERGE FROM THE DARK AGES N NEGATIVITY. IT'S GONNA B A LONG WINDING MOUNTAINOUS ROAD LESS TRAVELED. WELL IN MY LIFE THIS IS SO TRUE....GOT GAS..? I'LL NEED ENOUGH 2 FILL A FREIGHTER AS THIS JOURNEY WILL TAKE ME MY LIFETIME N THEM SOME...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-9032353318105791714?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/9032353318105791714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=9032353318105791714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/9032353318105791714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/9032353318105791714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/lifesajpg.html' title='Life&apos;s a b*t@h'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-4003959052825319415</id><published>2009-06-25T22:31:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:26:05.550-10:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't fix.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777229"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777229_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THESE WORDS HAUNT ME IN MY DREAMS WHILE I'M AWAKE EVERYTIME I C MY DAUGHTER. NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES I TELL THAT ADULT CHILD OF MINE....SHE NO HEAR ME. DEAF HER EARS AS WELL AS BLIND HER EYES. I TALK UNTIL I'M BLUE IN THE FACE...NO VOICE 2 SPEAK SHE STILL NO LISTEN. MY MOM ALWAYS TELLS ME IT'S TAKES A VILLAGE 2 RAISE A CHILD AS WELL AS 100 MILLION WORDS. I TOLD MY MOM I'VE DONE THE KA-MILLION WORDS ALREADY...NO VILLAGE 2 SPEAK OF JUST ME THE ONE MAN SHOW. MY DAUGHTER IS ALWAYS SEEKING...SEEKING THE WRONG KIND OF GUY. I'VE TOLD HER WHATS THE RUSH..? WORK ON URSELF..? U NEED 2 LEARN 2 LOVE URSELF FIRST THEN YOU'LL LEARN 2 MAKE BETTER CHOICES 4 RELATIONSHIPS. SHE IS CURRENTLY IN THERAPY I CONVINCED HER THIS WAS IN HER BEST INTEREST. SHE JUMPS FROM THIS TOM 2 THAT DICK OVER 2 THIS HARRY. HAS BEEN HURT EVERYTIME WITH LIES , MENTAL N EMOTIONAL TORMENT N PHYSICAL ABUSE. I WANT BETTER 4 HER BUT SHE LISTENS WITH EYES ROLLING N DEAF EARS. WHAT 2 DO..? I REALIZE SHE IS AN ADULT HER DECISIONS R HERS ALONE. BUT WHEN I'M DRAGGED INTO THEM THEY BECOME MY PROBLEM AS WELL....PARENTING N MOTHERING DIDN'T COME WITH A GUIDE MANUAL 4 THINGS LIKE THIS. WE R ON OUR OWN IN THAT DEPARTMENT I AM TRYING MY BEST 2 B THE MOTHER SHE NEEDS. BUT IT'S HARD WHEN U JUST SIT THERE N TRY 2 SPEAK WITHOUT MOVING YOUR LIPS OR MAKING ANY SOUNDS LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-4003959052825319415?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/4003959052825319415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=4003959052825319415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4003959052825319415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4003959052825319415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/youcantfixstupidjpg.html' title='You can&apos;t fix.....'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-4207039013160395000</id><published>2009-06-25T16:56:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:26:46.786-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The after party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SkbFqNANMVI/AAAAAAAAACo/GlwfYL3vNlU/s1600-h/pr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 82px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 82px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352182536012116306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SkbFqNANMVI/AAAAAAAAACo/GlwfYL3vNlU/s320/pr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OKAY SO JUNE 20TH FINALLY CAME N WENT ;( I WAS WORKING UP UNTIL THE LAST MINUTE B4 THE PASSION PARTY CONSULTANT ARRIVED. AFTER THAT ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE LOL....WE HAD A BLAST. DILDO'S VIBRATORS LUBES MASSAGE OILS EDUCATIONAL BOOKS PHEROMONES N EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN INCLUDING FREE EDUCATION. WE HAD SO MUCH FOOD WE COULD HAVE FED A SMALL ARMY N IT WAS ALL GOOD. I TOLD ONE OF MY FRIENDS 2 COME HERE I WANTED 2 SHOVE A DILDO IN HER EAR LOL. WE LAUGHED SO HARD IF I EVER NEEDED 2 WEAR A DIAPER IT WAS @ THAT MOMENT LOL. SOMETIMES WE LAUGHED SO HARD IT LEFT US BREATHLESS N GASPING FOR AIR. APPARENTLY SISTAH WAS HOLDING OUT ON US SHE HAS JUST ABOUT EVERYTHING IN THE CATALOG. SHE TOLD US FUNNIE STORIES ABOUT HOW HER HUBBY WOULD RUNAWAY WHEN SHE WOULD BUST OUT HER CREAMS N LUBES. APPARENTLY SISTAH MISSED THE BOAT WHEN THE CONSULTANT WAS TELLING US WHERE 2 APPLY N HOW MUCH 2 USE LOL. I MADE A COMMENT ABOUT THE SUCTION CUP ON THE DILDO...NOW EVERYBODY SAID I AM NOT GOING 2 SIT ON UR DINING ROOM TABLE CHAIRS LOL HEHEHEHE. SO I GUESS THAT MEANS NO MORE GIRLS NIGHT OUT THEN CAUSE MY DINING ROOM CHAIRS ARN'T GOING ANY WHERE LOL. BUT ALL IN ALL WAS A GREAT TIME FUN FELLOWSHIP FOOD N EVEN SOME EDUCATION. PASSION PARTIES R THE BOMB IF U EVER GET AN INVITE DON'T HOLD BACK UNLEASH UR INNER BEAST N GO BUCK WILD I DID. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-4207039013160395000?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/4207039013160395000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=4207039013160395000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4207039013160395000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/4207039013160395000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/passion-party_25.html' title='The after party'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SkbFqNANMVI/AAAAAAAAACo/GlwfYL3vNlU/s72-c/pr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-1209160065706297628</id><published>2009-06-20T04:12:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:27:12.157-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana nut muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777227"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777227_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WELL THIS IS MY DESSERT FOR MY NEPHEW KAWENA'S 1ST BIRTHDAY PARTY. IT IS MACADAMIA BANANA NUT MUFFINS I MADE 2 BATCHES ONE FOR THEM N ONE FOR US. WERE DOWN 2 ABOUT 10 OR SO IT'S YUMMIE WARMED UP FOR ABOUT 30 SECONDS THEN PUT A DAB OF BUTTER N NJOY. I'M GETTING HUNGRY JUST LOOKING @ IT MAYBE I'LL GO N ENJOY A MUFFIN NOW. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Posted by ShoZu" src="http://www.shozu.com/resources/messages/logo_blog.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-1209160065706297628?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/1209160065706297628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=1209160065706297628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1209160065706297628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1209160065706297628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/img00054jpg.html' title='Banana nut muffins'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-6113689440197685910</id><published>2009-06-20T04:10:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:27:44.108-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Good read</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777225"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777225_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS BOOK IS THE BOMB...IT WILL HAVE U SITTING ON THE EDGE OF UR SEAT. FROM THE FIRST CHAPTER TO THE LAST IT WILL HAVE U GRIPPED. ABB IS ON DEATH ROW HE WAS FRAMED FOR MURDERING A SLEW OF WOMEN N THEIR BODIES THROWN INTO A DUMPSTER. TO HIS SON BEING FRAMED FOR HIS SON'S KIDNAPPING CAUSE HE KNEW HIS FATHER WAS INNOCENT OF HIS FALSE IMPRISONMENT. 2 THE PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR FIGURING OUT THE FATHER WAS INNOCENT OF THE GRUESOME MURDERS HIS SON WAS INNOCENT OF HIS SON'S KIDNAPPING. THE DIRTY COP WHO COVERED IT ALL UP N SET UP THE CRIMES...TO THE GRIPPING END N THE TRUE KILLER....I GIVE THIS BOOK 10 THUMBS UP...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shozu.com/portal/?utm_source=upload&amp;amp;utm_medium=graphic&amp;amp;utm_campaign=upload_graphic/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Posted by ShoZu" src="http://www.shozu.com/resources/messages/logo_blog.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-6113689440197685910?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/6113689440197685910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=6113689440197685910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6113689440197685910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/6113689440197685910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/img00052jpg.html' title='Good read'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-693297838513323504</id><published>2009-06-15T21:13:00.005-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:28:10.115-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Passion party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SjdGweoLM0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Faa2sTsDS8k/s1600-h/pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347820881194988354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SjdGweoLM0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Faa2sTsDS8k/s320/pp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE TIME IS NEARING...THE EXCITEMENT IS BUILDING...ALMOST TIME TO RE-IGNITE THAT FIRE. WHETHER IT'S LONG SINCE BEEN EXTINGUISHED...OR IS SLOWLY DIMMING OR MAYBE FLAMING BRIGHT. THERE'S ALWAYS ROOM 2 LEARN THE TRICKS OF THE TRADE 2 ROMANCE. IF U HAVE NEVER HAD THE OPPURTUNITY 2 ATTEND A PARTY LET ME TELL U A LIL BIT ABOUT THEM. IT'S A TUPPERWARE PARTY WITHOUT THE TUPPERWARE IT'S SHOW N TELL SEX TOYS. THE PARTY CONSULTANT GOES THROUGH HER CATALOG AS SHE'S HOLDING THE PRODUCT. EXPLAINS WHAT IT IS HOW 2 USE IT N THEN SHARES HER OWN EXPERIENCES. I AM THRILLED 2 THE GILLS 2 B HOSTING THIS PARTY ALONG WITH A FRIEND OF MINE LEILEI. THIS ISN'T A FIRST 4 ME LOL THIS ACTUALLY WILL BE MY 4TH PARTY I'VE ATTENDED. EVERYTIME I WENT 2 ONE I'VE LEARNED SOMETHING DIFFERENT. THE PARTY IS GONNA B ON SATURDAY THE 2OTH @ MY HOUSE. I JUST HOPE THAT THE TURN OUT WILL B BIG N EVERYONE COMES PACKING WITH THEIR POCKETBOOK LOL. ORDERS A BUNCH OF GOODIES N LEAVES HAPPY CAMPERS...WITH KNOWLEDGE OF HOW 2 MAKE THEIR RELATIONSHIP STRONGER N MORE EXCITING. I CAN'T WAIT 2 C WHATS NEW N MAKE MY HUBBY A GUINEA PIG 4 MY DR. JEKYL N MR. HYDE EXPERIMENTS.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-693297838513323504?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/693297838513323504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=693297838513323504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/693297838513323504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/693297838513323504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/passion-party.html' title='Passion party'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SjdGweoLM0I/AAAAAAAAACY/Faa2sTsDS8k/s72-c/pp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-578399162792310052</id><published>2009-06-15T20:41:00.006-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:28:33.697-10:00</updated><title type='text'>What's for lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SjdEEAOs_7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Xk4Ydm4SOYc/s1600-h/100_2626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347817918097588146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SjdEEAOs_7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Xk4Ydm4SOYc/s320/100_2626.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHETHER ITS TUNA , PBJ , FRIED EGG , EGG SALAD , SPAM , DEVILED HAM OR WHAT HAVE YOU I STRESS OVER IT GRRRR. I AM RESPONSIBLE FOR LUNCH TUESDAY THRU FRIDAY AS MY HUBBY WORKS OVER IN KONA. I'M NOT GRUMBLING ABOUT MAKING THE LUNCH I'M GRUMBLING ABOUT WHAT 2 MAKE. EVERYTHING THAT GOES WITH IT IS STANDARD. THE USUAL BAG OF CHIPS 2 FRUITS A SMALL SWEET POTATO PACKAGE OF CRACKERS OR A FEW COOKIES SOME SUCKERS N GUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE FIGURING OUT WHATS FOR LUNCH ALMOST AS MUCH AS I HATE HAVING SUPPER STRESS LOL. BEFORE HE GOT DIAGNOSED WITH DIABETES WAS EASY. WAS ALREADY SUPPER LEFTOVERS N RICE BOY DO I MISS THOSE DAYS. WELL I JUST FINISHED MAKING HIS SANDWHICHES 4 2MORROW N WEDNESDAY. I JUST HOPE HE DOESN'T FIGURE OUT I 4GOT 2 ADD IN THE PICKLE JUICE THIS TIME LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-578399162792310052?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/578399162792310052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=578399162792310052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/578399162792310052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/578399162792310052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/whats-4-lunch.html' title='What&apos;s for lunch'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/SjdEEAOs_7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Xk4Ydm4SOYc/s72-c/100_2626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-1448663997454509320</id><published>2009-06-14T09:11:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:29:02.376-10:00</updated><title type='text'>My love my Grams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777217"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777217_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THIS IS DAHLIS ONE OF THE MOST IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN MY LIFE....SHE IS MY GREATEST FAN. I LOVE HER SOOOO MUCH WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS WHAT SHE MEANS 2 ME. SHE RAISED ME 2 B THE WOMAN I AM 2DAY. HER LOVE OF COOKING N HAVING A NEAT HOME IS BURNED INTO MY BRAIN. EVEN THOUGH SHE CANNOT EXPRESS HER THOUGHTS N FEELINGS ANYMORE. I KNOW SHE STILL RECOGNIZES ME EVEN 4 A FLEETING MOMENT. SHE LIGHTS UP HER EYES BEGIN 2 TWINKLE SHE SPEAKS 2 ME WITH VOLUMES JUST LOOKING INTO HER EYES. I MISS THE DAYS OF SITTING N LISTENING 2 HER TALK ABOUT THE OLD DAYS. HOW SHE MET MY PAPA N WHAT LIFE WAS LIKE BACK THEN. SHE WOULD SAY WE HAD THE FIRST WASHING MACHINE N TV IN KEAUKAHA. ALL THE KIDS FROM THE NEIGHBORHOOD WOULD COME OVER WATCH FROM THE YARD CAUSE THE HOUSE WASN'T BIG ENOUGH. OR HOW SHE ADDED CLOROX 2 MY PAPA'S JEANS BEFORE SHE TURNED THE WATER ON. HOW SHE WOULD BUY FLOWERS WITH HER LAST DOLLAR 2 MAKE THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL INSTEAD OF FOOD. SHE WAS THE GEATEST N ALWAYS WILL BE THERE WILL NEVER B ANOTHER HER. I WILL ALWAYS HOLD DEAR THE MEMORIES WEVE SHARED OR WHAT SHE HAS TAUGHT ME. GRAMMA U R THE BESTEST N AS EACH DAY PASSES I LOVE U EVEN MORE.........MAY U ALWAYS KNOW NEAR OR FAR U WILL ALWAYS B IN MY HEART. I LOVE YOU...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-1448663997454509320?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/1448663997454509320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=1448663997454509320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1448663997454509320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/1448663997454509320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/img00039jpg.html' title='My love my Grams'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138029112897331192.post-9189200637979795867</id><published>2009-06-14T02:13:00.003-10:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:29:30.444-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking Ilka</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777222"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.shozu.com/cache/portal/media/a379dcb/16777222_blog" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY HEAD...GOT THIS BABY INKED TWICE CAUSE AFTER A FEW MONTHS THE ORIGNAL INK FADED OUT. I WISH IT WOULD STAY BEAUTIFUL CAUSE I'M NOT LIKING THE THOUGHT OF HAVING 2 GO BACK EVERY 3-4 MONTHS 2 GET RE-INKED. I THINK IT'S SIMPLY ELEGANT BEAUTIFUL SO ME. THE THOUGHT OF BEING A WALL FLOWER DOESN'T SUITE ME OR MY PERSONALITY. I ALWAYS WANTED TO B THE REBEL , THE ONLY CHERRY BLOSSOM AMONG ALL THE PLUMERIA'S. I THINK I MIGHT HAVE FINALLY ACHIEVED THAT STARDOM. NOT LOOKING 2 BE POPULAR JUST LOOKING 2 SEEK MYSELF OUT. I BELIEVE I HAVE FINALLY FOUND HER...THE REAL ME....I FEEL COMPLETE. SOME MIGHT C ME N SAY I WONDER IF SHE'S ALL THERE..? OR IS SHE ON DRUGS..? OR COULD SHE SIMPLY B A FREAK..? WELL SINCE INQUIRING MINDS WANNA KNOW I'LL SPILL IT. YES I AM ALL HERE MIND..BODY..SOUL N SPIRIT I AM HIGHLY INTELLIGENT N CAN SPEAK WORDS U NEVER HEARD OF. I READ THE THESAURUS LIKE U MIGHT READ DR. SUESS. AS 4 DRUGS...I USE MIND OVER MATTER 2 CURE MY ACHES N PAINS. NOW ONTO BEING A FREAK....WOULDN'T YAH LIKE 2 KNOW...HEHEHE. TELL ME WHATS UR DEFINITION OF A FREAK..? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6138029112897331192-9189200637979795867?l=bigmamarockz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/feeds/9189200637979795867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6138029112897331192&amp;postID=9189200637979795867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/9189200637979795867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6138029112897331192/posts/default/9189200637979795867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bigmamarockz.blogspot.com/2009/06/img00014jpg.html' title='Seeking Ilka'/><author><name>eggiepuff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12033209717068389052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i1dWfPkKC4A/TKAM0SBe04I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z7AvVm0O8o4/S220/100.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
