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I also have continued getting paid for my blog, which just makes me feel kind of crazy happy instead of guilty, because I'm an awful human being. So, what have I been doing all this time while you've continued checking this blog, wondering if I've posted today, and then finding out that, once again, I haven't, and http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/PWq9tkq9fLI/just-call-me-dwarf.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)5<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zNB759nujCVJzA4_suCNCRZW0xc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zNB759nujCVJzA4_suCNCRZW0xc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zNB759nujCVJzA4_suCNCRZW0xc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zNB759nujCVJzA4_suCNCRZW0xc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/PWq9tkq9fLI" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-call-me-dwarf.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-8989595013720368456Tue, 15 Feb 2011 12:28:00 +00002011-02-15T07:28:00.552-05:00The BestIanDaily Ramblings I was going to entertain you today with stories of me falling off chairs,,  getting stuck in a bathroom stall in the dark and having my head compared to a pimple. But not today. Today, I'm going to talk about a man. A man who had a great impact on my life, and on many others. Ian was my boss, in charge of making sure everything ran smoothly in our real estate office. He was the reason I went to http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/qSa9CImFhDA/rip.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)7<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8mXTbzybF7NV99JIeYMtJbc6vyc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8mXTbzybF7NV99JIeYMtJbc6vyc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8mXTbzybF7NV99JIeYMtJbc6vyc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8mXTbzybF7NV99JIeYMtJbc6vyc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/qSa9CImFhDA" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/02/rip.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-6246281193085818803Mon, 07 Feb 2011 18:29:00 +00002011-02-07T13:29:22.254-05:00Jobs Are Highly OverratedDaily RamblingsDeath Becomes MeJobsAlthough I have often spoken about feeling about a million years old these past few years, I honestly know what it actually feels like now, and I can also now honestly say that I AM OLD. Now excuse me while I sob into my fifth gin and tonic of the morning. So, I worked at my new library job last week, full days both Thursday and Saturday. The job basically entails a lot of shelving of books, http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/0_xSRL6YSyw/i-am-old-and-theres-nothing-more-to-say.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)6<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cLxBxYzInYV26w3VWi3FGFyh4II/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cLxBxYzInYV26w3VWi3FGFyh4II/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cLxBxYzInYV26w3VWi3FGFyh4II/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cLxBxYzInYV26w3VWi3FGFyh4II/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/0_xSRL6YSyw" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-old-and-theres-nothing-more-to-say.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-1931888759244007733Thu, 03 Feb 2011 14:50:00 +00002011-02-03T09:50:35.275-05:00ComputersWood NymphUseless Blog PostsA Work In ProgressAdonisDaily RamblingsJobs So, I got another call from Adonis yesterday, telling me his office has blocked my blog so that he can no longer read it while he sits at his desk pretending to work. I feel sorry for you, Adonis. Really, I do. And then I felt kind of proud that they felt it necessary to block my blog. I should probably get an award for that because, in my opinion, this is a HUGE success! Who doesn't want to be http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/AC7bF4T7ga8/anyone-need-job-picking-my-nose-apply.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)5<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KXcu96bsNBWFbEFL0fDKNO5ZhSs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KXcu96bsNBWFbEFL0fDKNO5ZhSs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KXcu96bsNBWFbEFL0fDKNO5ZhSs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KXcu96bsNBWFbEFL0fDKNO5ZhSs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/AC7bF4T7ga8" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/02/anyone-need-job-picking-my-nose-apply.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-1099505436413634265Tue, 01 Feb 2011 22:50:00 +00002011-02-01T17:52:56.011-05:00Ryan GoslingBlue ValentineBiologyMichelle WilliamsDaily Ramblings I thought I'd better post another post lest Adonis call me and spit wrathfully at me again for not posting often enough. Brothers. Is "wrathfully" a word? Not sure. Don't care. So, I'm sitting here, at the dining room table, and writing this instead of studying crap senior biology. Do you blame me? Didn't think so. I'm also scratching just above my right nipple, where one of my heart monitor's http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/vlRqDcaEW7M/electrode-hickeys.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)1<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CdZJP_JUDDa0LTkRFedLRgSGwOE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CdZJP_JUDDa0LTkRFedLRgSGwOE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CdZJP_JUDDa0LTkRFedLRgSGwOE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CdZJP_JUDDa0LTkRFedLRgSGwOE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/vlRqDcaEW7M" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/02/electrode-hickeys.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-5424924904042600448Thu, 27 Jan 2011 21:25:00 +00002011-01-27T16:25:58.502-05:00EmDeeMr. Handsomeupdates galore even if you don't want themSkiingDaily Ramblings So, my brother Adonis called me today, telling me I wasn't updating my blog enough and he felt he was losing touch with me, his only sister whom he loves more than life itself, and I then wanted to say well then why don't you pick up the damn phone and call me, but I didn't say that because it would sound kind of rude, and I am never rude to people, animals or even rocks, because rocks have http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/cEfTdXqGJRs/updates-coming-out-yazoo-and-every.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)8<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JVUcq3AwDZxbYO6_qHW_CO7Q8v0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JVUcq3AwDZxbYO6_qHW_CO7Q8v0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JVUcq3AwDZxbYO6_qHW_CO7Q8v0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JVUcq3AwDZxbYO6_qHW_CO7Q8v0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/cEfTdXqGJRs" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/01/updates-coming-out-yazoo-and-every.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-7541136732133094299Tue, 25 Jan 2011 17:49:00 +00002011-01-25T12:49:14.742-05:00High Schoolnurse nursenursingDaily Ramblings So, guys, I just applied to three nursing programs in the hopes of getting into one of them for the fall. Nursing is what I've decided to go for, now that my career as a paramedic has most probably ended before it even began, sort of like the egg coming before the chicken, which can only happen to me. I came to the decision a little while back that nursing was probably a better career for me http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/c5nmyF7ZX7Y/nurse-nurse-i-need-my-nail-clippers.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)7<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1pbk3Z1IMva1fk3-WUdJNbkBKug/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1pbk3Z1IMva1fk3-WUdJNbkBKug/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1pbk3Z1IMva1fk3-WUdJNbkBKug/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1pbk3Z1IMva1fk3-WUdJNbkBKug/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/c5nmyF7ZX7Y" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/01/nurse-nurse-i-need-my-nail-clippers.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-2995250222547495178Wed, 19 Jan 2011 18:15:00 +00002011-01-19T13:15:59.565-05:00EmDeeSicknessGryphonDaily RamblingsThings are going oh so smoothly here on the ranch. NOT. So far this week (and it's only Wednesday, I think), we have one sick boy at home with what seems to be a bad virus that has so far attacked his abdominal region, his throat, his chest, and his joy for life. Dee is sad and sick. We also have a sick Em, who isn't quite as ill as Dee because she is still able to go to school and get things http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/p7JfL93_r0s/illness-abounds.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)3<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zWvTB9kU16NngB0pzguF6F5YYl0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zWvTB9kU16NngB0pzguF6F5YYl0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zWvTB9kU16NngB0pzguF6F5YYl0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zWvTB9kU16NngB0pzguF6F5YYl0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/p7JfL93_r0s" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/01/illness-abounds.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-1664532718315574401Tue, 18 Jan 2011 01:22:00 +00002011-01-17T20:22:12.175-05:00Guinea PigsDaily RamblingsWeekends This past weekend was extremely eventful. Not only did we vacuum the living room rug, but we also got up the courage to remove the guinea pig cage (which was homemade and awesome, and which sat on our old coffee table, which we hadn't used as a coffee table since Em was born because we are anal in that way and decided that we would rather not have a coffee table for a thousand years than have http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/LoZaPc6VKzk/coffee-tables-have-many-uses-obviously.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)3<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uetzavO21FX-DL3RDwAl8iJt7aA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uetzavO21FX-DL3RDwAl8iJt7aA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uetzavO21FX-DL3RDwAl8iJt7aA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/uetzavO21FX-DL3RDwAl8iJt7aA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/LoZaPc6VKzk" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/01/coffee-tables-have-many-uses-obviously.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-7366221132256240214Thu, 13 Jan 2011 19:14:00 +00002011-01-13T14:14:10.532-05:00My Life Is So So HardDaily RamblingsYou Wish You Were Me Here I am, back again for yet another dreary and depressing entry into what is known as my amazingly exciting life. Believe you me, all I tell you is true. I am not making anything up. And I totally understand your feelings of envy, wishing you could be me. But, I'm here to tell you, you can't. It's not easy to be me, and this is why: 7 a.m. I open my eyes. I can hear both kids as they get http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/Obs-3Dwm1Xw/its-like-this.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)4<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gUI6N_jEotS3EGPmwMbm0KYsrZc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gUI6N_jEotS3EGPmwMbm0KYsrZc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gUI6N_jEotS3EGPmwMbm0KYsrZc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/gUI6N_jEotS3EGPmwMbm0KYsrZc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/Obs-3Dwm1Xw" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-like-this.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-6518526834168787650Mon, 10 Jan 2011 21:32:00 +00002011-01-10T16:32:39.648-05:00Flighty FuturesCollegeI just don't care much about anything anymoreDaily Ramblingsparamedics Oh, hello there. Me again. Still depressed. Still feeling like Life has crashed into me head-on and run over me about eleventy-million times. Which it kind of has. Still have heard nada from anyone at the school. They're all ignoring me, guys. It's like they hate me or, even worse, don't care. Not a nice feeling, either way. With classes starting today, I'm a bit anxious to get this stuff http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/wWYN657v0Js/things-can-only-get-better-right.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)6<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Oci0ONfxaa5Ju183YcIC45k1toA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Oci0ONfxaa5Ju183YcIC45k1toA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Oci0ONfxaa5Ju183YcIC45k1toA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Oci0ONfxaa5Ju183YcIC45k1toA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/wWYN657v0Js" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-can-only-get-better-right.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-6609020720464968729Mon, 03 Jan 2011 12:16:00 +00002011-01-03T07:16:00.437-05:00DepressionCollegeDaily RamblingsparamedicsChristmasHolidays Oh. Hello there. Why, yes, I'm still alive. Thank you for asking. At least, I think I am. Just a second. Yup. I'm alive. But just barely. Lots has happened since I last wrote on Dec. 16, which is almost two Oh weeks ago, which is a lifetime in the world of the blog. And when I last wrote (on Dec. 16), I was getting all ready for a nice big Christmas holiday, which I so badly needed. Firstly, I http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/tZVoRm-m6CU/merry-deep-hole-of-depression-everyone.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)7<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sb7sr2koqoYhfGXP7QouVTRshyc/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sb7sr2koqoYhfGXP7QouVTRshyc/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sb7sr2koqoYhfGXP7QouVTRshyc/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sb7sr2koqoYhfGXP7QouVTRshyc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/tZVoRm-m6CU" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2011/01/merry-deep-hole-of-depression-everyone.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-2540739832570324616Thu, 16 Dec 2010 15:14:00 +00002010-12-16T10:14:51.784-05:00Daily RamblingsparamedicsFinal Exams Sucks The Life Right Outta Me I have probably never wanted a holiday as much as I do this year. No, that's not true. I KNOW I have never wanted a holiday as much as I do this year. Yeah, that's better. Because, guys, I've been working so very very hard. So hard, in fact, that I've pretty much lost every single reader I ever had on this blog, which would amount to about 2.5. It's been so long that I almost forgot how to writehttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/z_Zgd1cVI_M/phew.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)3<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3slCcnkeUFLjmyoLLrKO2MCcF8c/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3slCcnkeUFLjmyoLLrKO2MCcF8c/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3slCcnkeUFLjmyoLLrKO2MCcF8c/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/3slCcnkeUFLjmyoLLrKO2MCcF8c/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/z_Zgd1cVI_M" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/12/phew.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-5934903601861540969Tue, 07 Dec 2010 15:22:00 +00002010-12-07T10:22:21.936-05:00squirrels at largecanoeingDaily RamblingstaxidermyJust when you thought you were one of those people who had everything... http://cgi.ebay.com/Grey-Squirrel-Birch-Bark-Canoe-Fox-Taxidermy-Full-Mount-/250737463987?pt=LH_DefaultDomain_0&hash=item3a611e12b3http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/lpr-6-52PV8/christmas-wish-list-item-1.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)1<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OXQ524Z3qoRmfnT3URVAhymeZKY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OXQ524Z3qoRmfnT3URVAhymeZKY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OXQ524Z3qoRmfnT3URVAhymeZKY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OXQ524Z3qoRmfnT3URVAhymeZKY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/lpr-6-52PV8" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-wish-list-item-1.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-8965248624795544012Tue, 07 Dec 2010 03:52:00 +00002010-12-06T22:52:47.398-05:00Daily RamblingsFinal Exams Sucks The Life Right Outta MeFinals. That is all.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/K6Gzm0u12yE/meh.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)1<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6T-nXJM-vkbwomVuWOM9xIT0W5M/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6T-nXJM-vkbwomVuWOM9xIT0W5M/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6T-nXJM-vkbwomVuWOM9xIT0W5M/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6T-nXJM-vkbwomVuWOM9xIT0W5M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/K6Gzm0u12yE" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/12/meh.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-6175360897498314431Thu, 25 Nov 2010 14:13:00 +00002010-11-25T09:13:16.768-05:00Mr. HandsomeDaily Ramblings Mr. Handsome, while brushing his teeth: You know, I keep forgetting. Me: What? Mr. Handsome: I keep forgetting...brush teeth first, THEN have a crap.http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/uAmOTUYQxHU/order.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)3<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q1yEZGUCiW-Hkpkzx515YkQOydw/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q1yEZGUCiW-Hkpkzx515YkQOydw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q1yEZGUCiW-Hkpkzx515YkQOydw/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q1yEZGUCiW-Hkpkzx515YkQOydw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/uAmOTUYQxHU" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/11/order.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-680303470782938595Fri, 19 Nov 2010 15:37:00 +00002010-11-19T10:37:36.486-05:00FurryGuinea PigsDaily Ramblings Amidst all the crap that was last week, the worst thing that happened finally happened: our first, and oldest, pet passed away. You know how sometimes you just know that something really bad is about to happen? Or how sometimes you just know that someone (or something) is going to die shortly? Well, I had that feeling about Furry, our guinea pig. The six months or so, she was moving a little http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/8hYZkgVGRd8/rip-furry.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)7<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JIu6aGLxY_lNS6tmk66OnZ-dujE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JIu6aGLxY_lNS6tmk66OnZ-dujE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JIu6aGLxY_lNS6tmk66OnZ-dujE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JIu6aGLxY_lNS6tmk66OnZ-dujE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/8hYZkgVGRd8" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/11/rip-furry.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-8253146298037541825Tue, 16 Nov 2010 14:46:00 +00002010-11-16T09:46:08.747-05:00ArthritisBad Hair Days Are Not Good For The HairDaily RamblingsArthuritis Like it's not bad enough that I struggle daily to keep up with my mammoth studies of anatomical drawings of men's gargantuan genitalia, but now the final exams are looming, I still can't lift a 200-pound person in a chair up two flights of stairs, and my arthritis has flared up to an entirely new level of agony and utter torment. That is probably one of the worst parts of having arthritis: the http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/jflOX0gB-DU/joy-of-being-me.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)3<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/e6ms4CAG7YzdgpgdflFlviK_Rq8/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/e6ms4CAG7YzdgpgdflFlviK_Rq8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/e6ms4CAG7YzdgpgdflFlviK_Rq8/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/e6ms4CAG7YzdgpgdflFlviK_Rq8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/jflOX0gB-DU" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/11/joy-of-being-me.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-3261870238347349637Wed, 10 Nov 2010 15:38:00 +00002010-11-10T10:38:44.818-05:00prudishfun timesDaily RamblingsNote to Mr. Handsome: Read this post at your own risk. Don't blame me if you fall over in a dead syncopic episode due to extreme prudishness. I've finally figured out a way to totally gross out Mr. Handsome, and make him pray for freedom from the chains of marriage.  You may think that an odd statement regarding one's spousal unit, but then, you obviously just don't know enough about Mr. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/ya-fCq1c4O4/prudes-need-not-apply.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)5<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AVHp8OQRuRMEvBm78Mhk0cKzoi4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AVHp8OQRuRMEvBm78Mhk0cKzoi4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AVHp8OQRuRMEvBm78Mhk0cKzoi4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/AVHp8OQRuRMEvBm78Mhk0cKzoi4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/ya-fCq1c4O4" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/11/prudes-need-not-apply.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-358275880484085272Mon, 08 Nov 2010 21:00:00 +00002010-11-08T16:00:15.818-05:00CollegeGryphoneviscerationslab testsDaily RamblingsDog Crap If it wasn't bad enough that I had a wee eyeball issue last week, as well as a major toothache that is still rearing its ugly head with pain, I came home today to dog crap on our living room carpet. Five nicely-shaped nuggets of the canine variety, more specifically, poodle-like. Oh, yeah. And no one saw it until I came home. Strange coincidence.  Guess who picked up the chocolate bananas? Yup. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/B5ROxTOWpEQ/eviscerations-to-yin-yang.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)4<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7GzQK4rltnElAmY3hDhpbjoUg7w/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7GzQK4rltnElAmY3hDhpbjoUg7w/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7GzQK4rltnElAmY3hDhpbjoUg7w/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7GzQK4rltnElAmY3hDhpbjoUg7w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/B5ROxTOWpEQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/11/eviscerations-to-yin-yang.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-4677950096185463254Thu, 04 Nov 2010 14:58:00 +00002010-11-04T10:58:46.963-04:00GryphonRetinas UniteDaily Ramblings That does it. As if it wasn't enough that two of my teeth decided to give me grief the other day...Now I have to go to the hospital to get my eyeballs checked out because I think I may have another retinal detachment happening, which wouldn't be a good thing, in case you were wondering. Looks like the Cloud of Doom has decided to sit right on top of me and give me just a little more grief. Yeah,http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/WKJla82L-dg/grief-and-doom-need-not-apply.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)3<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8uGrbpDs0jeoigiWPa_BXR-20H0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8uGrbpDs0jeoigiWPa_BXR-20H0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8uGrbpDs0jeoigiWPa_BXR-20H0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8uGrbpDs0jeoigiWPa_BXR-20H0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/WKJla82L-dg" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/11/grief-and-doom-need-not-apply.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-7971510368216549104Thu, 28 Oct 2010 14:52:00 +00002010-10-28T10:52:21.811-04:00Collegefitness class hurtsDaily Ramblings As if I needed any extra help in realizing the realities of my situation, Mr. Handsome recently decided to make things clearer for me. Me: You know, I am finally seeing a big difference in my strength. It took long enough, didn't it, for my work-outs to make a difference? Mr. Handsome: Not really. Me: What do you mean, "Not really"??? Sure it did. Mr. Handsome: What I mean is that you forget http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/mhGN4l996E0/ouch.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)6<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WBkGMjYb0Snu53Ea6uf2LOQgrDM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WBkGMjYb0Snu53Ea6uf2LOQgrDM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WBkGMjYb0Snu53Ea6uf2LOQgrDM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WBkGMjYb0Snu53Ea6uf2LOQgrDM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/mhGN4l996E0" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/10/ouch.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-5775213327457052874Mon, 25 Oct 2010 12:45:00 +00002010-10-25T08:45:47.195-04:00CinderellaCollegeMoviesDaily Ramblings Oh, hello there. Me? I'm fine. Still alive, yes. Thanks for asking. Despite my super-human strength, and abilities beyond any other human's, I too have failures. Yes, it's true. My failure is not keeping up this blog. Oh, and maybe never seeing my family, not getting enough sleep, barely eating, and perhaps having really bad gas -- if you are one of those people who see bad gas as a failure. I http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/1e8mZK_9-ms/im-cinderella.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)3<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KAkXhI19pbuwX3vF1DsWtdWd9AQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KAkXhI19pbuwX3vF1DsWtdWd9AQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KAkXhI19pbuwX3vF1DsWtdWd9AQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KAkXhI19pbuwX3vF1DsWtdWd9AQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/1e8mZK_9-ms" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-cinderella.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-6070812914833949607Mon, 18 Oct 2010 11:05:00 +00002010-10-18T07:05:00.321-04:00Daily RamblingsStupid CrapWho Cares What I Talk About? Not Me Well, I believe this is the first time in the history of this blog that I've only posted once in an entire week. I've gone from posting pretty much every day, to four times a week, to three, to two, and now one? Of course, I have good reason, and I know all of you know what it is.  Where was I? Oh yeah... My readership is going downdowndown, my Alexa rating is dipping, I have nothing to talk http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/cGQUQDNJVnE/post-whereby-i-talk-about-absolutely.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)4<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IaIJDy-HX-EYjSB-OmpbXxwEnmg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IaIJDy-HX-EYjSB-OmpbXxwEnmg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IaIJDy-HX-EYjSB-OmpbXxwEnmg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IaIJDy-HX-EYjSB-OmpbXxwEnmg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/cGQUQDNJVnE" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/10/post-whereby-i-talk-about-absolutely.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2831868659745521950.post-6990407025779560293Wed, 13 Oct 2010 14:05:00 +00002010-10-13T10:05:30.657-04:00It's A Small World After AllCollegeChildhood MemoriesDaily Ramblings Some childhood memories are never forgotten. It is surprising that even what might seem like the most mundane, idiotic and immature of events can become such an ingrained part of who you become as an adult. When I went back to college in September,  I had mixed feelings. Here I was, a middle-aged mom who's been out of school for 20 years, going back, knowing full well that my class would most http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~3/gwDO7tE2Y1Q/not-forgotten.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Mary@Holy Mackerel)4<p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/n51WYDD9WODZ7rIf-Mqpb5Sy3CM/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/n51WYDD9WODZ7rIf-Mqpb5Sy3CM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/n51WYDD9WODZ7rIf-Mqpb5Sy3CM/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/n51WYDD9WODZ7rIf-Mqpb5Sy3CM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/HolyMackerel/~4/gwDO7tE2Y1Q" height="1" width="1"/>http://marymoores.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-forgotten.html