<?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-7934633791007566279</id><updated>2012-01-24T16:31:22.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</title><subtitle type='html'>Such a great blog all about the life of Marianne McKen</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>371</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-8580146610961287415</id><published>2012-01-02T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T07:55:25.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 Goals</title><content type='html'>I've had mixed reactions from people when asking them about their resolutions or goals for the new year. Many, many of them, actually most people I've talked to, say that they don't want to make any because they are all going to be broken by February; March if they are very into their goals. But this is weird to me. The entire reason behind making goals is to find things that you WANT to accomplish, and the point of making them at the beginning of a new year is so that you can start fresh from what you weren't doing in the last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know that we shouldn't wait around for January 1st to begin to accomplish our goals, but it is a representation of a promise that we make to ourselves. Resolutions that you make for 2012 are for you, and you alone. If you don't stick to them the only person who suffers is you. That is why one of my resolutions this year is to keep promises to myself. I've usually been a woman of my word, if I promise somebody something, I will come through for them...that's just how I am. However, I haven't been so honest with myself in this past year. I make goals and promises for myself, and then I will just turn around and stab myself in the back; because that is what it all boils down to. So, these are my resolutions for this year...at least all the ones I've thought of so far, because making and keeping promises to yourself is important; it helps you to trust yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Keep promises to myself.&lt;br /&gt;2. Stick to a workout program ALL year long!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Maintain a healthy diet.&lt;br /&gt;4. Smoking ONLY on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;5. Get a good job.&lt;br /&gt;6. Graduate!&lt;br /&gt;7. Move out of Mom and Dads and find a nice 2 bedroom apartment.&lt;br /&gt;8. Stop biting my nails!!!!&lt;br /&gt;9. Be a nicer person, not so mean to those I love.&lt;br /&gt;10. Appreciate all the time that I spend with people I love and not take them for granted.&lt;br /&gt;11. Read 10 good books that are not Stephen King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's I could think of for now. It's alright to continuously add new things to your list, after all it is no more than a promise you are making to yourself. And I know that I will do very bad in some areas, especially 1, 8 and 9, but that doesn't mean that I'm going to quit on myself. Because every time I let myself down I'm failing two of my goals, and that's not very good. Besides, in life we only have ourselves who don't let us down or fail us, why should we give that up by breaking our word. Your word to yourself is the most important word that you will ever give. Why break that? HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-8580146610961287415?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/8580146610961287415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=8580146610961287415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8580146610961287415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8580146610961287415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012-goals.html' title='2012 Goals'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-6973558590028413799</id><published>2011-11-19T21:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T21:57:12.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Andre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofDRTaRT1uU/TsiVpWpv_GI/AAAAAAAAB_c/oo3jU_b1uGU/s1600/Mar9_12%2Bcut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofDRTaRT1uU/TsiVpWpv_GI/AAAAAAAAB_c/oo3jU_b1uGU/s320/Mar9_12%2Bcut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676951867988376674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAAKsZxWD-Y/TsiVppraLJI/AAAAAAAAB_k/LuLlCgOimjM/s1600/P1010001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAAKsZxWD-Y/TsiVppraLJI/AAAAAAAAB_k/LuLlCgOimjM/s320/P1010001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676951873095609490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe it's your birthday again Andre, you've been gone for so long. I just want you to know that I love you so much and I miss you terribly. I am so sorry for all the times I was a horrible bitch and didn't appreciate what a wonderful brother you were. You deserve all the best in the world, and if there is a heaven, which I'm not sure of, that I know that you are there because you more than anybody deserves to be there. You were the perfect brother and person, and I hope that you are happy because everything that you did was to make those around you happy. I love you Andre, and I miss you. I wish I could hug you but I know that I can't. Be happy, because you deserve nothing less. Cheers! This drink's to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-6973558590028413799?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/6973558590028413799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=6973558590028413799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6973558590028413799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6973558590028413799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-andre.html' title='Happy Birthday Andre!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofDRTaRT1uU/TsiVpWpv_GI/AAAAAAAAB_c/oo3jU_b1uGU/s72-c/Mar9_12%2Bcut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4935920965927946678</id><published>2011-11-03T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T05:47:44.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVEMBER!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow! This year has just flew by hasn't it. This has been a difficult year, it had its moments of sadness, but it has also had good moments. I can't believe that there are only two months left in 2011, and then we just have 1 year left to live!!! Ahhh! Jokes!&lt;br /&gt;     This month, in less than 3 weeks actually, on November 20, it will be Andre's 27th birthday. If you would like to celebrate his birthday, just get drunk or have a drink, and make sure you toast to him, because he is awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;     I cannot wait for school to be over! I just have 3 months left in the semester, and then it will conclude my high school journey....unless I fail a course, then I'm screwed!&lt;br /&gt;     So, enjoy what you have left in 2011, and enjoy this snow-less weather, cuz it's supposed to snow in Alberta on Friday....who knows when it will come to us. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4935920965927946678?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4935920965927946678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4935920965927946678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4935920965927946678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4935920965927946678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/11/november.html' title='NOVEMBER!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2428745510380857719</id><published>2011-10-15T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T20:09:11.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Glad Game</title><content type='html'>Although this may seem strange to you, this actually helped me today. I was coming home from visiting my brother and his wife, Chris and Tete, and it was extremely cold outside. Most of the busses came pretty quickly, however, I had to exit a bus to stop at the bank. The YRT busses are very unreliable. After my visit to the bank, I had to wait 45 minutes for the next bus to come. Now, it was a very busy street, a main street actually, and although it was a Saturday, the busses should still come every 20 minutes or so. On top of that, it was awfully cold outside and the wind was very strong, and I had to use the washroom really badly. So, finally after a long wait for the bus, I was able to get to my street. Now, my house is approximately a 20 minute walk from the bus stop, it could be 15 if you are walking very fast, but I needed to use the washroom so much and I was carry a few bags, so I was not able to walk as fast as I would have liked. So, as I began my walk I was very angry. I was mad at the bus driver, mad that I was so cold, and mad that my back was hurting like hell. So, around 3 minutes into my walk, all the while saying mean things outloud to myself, I decided that being angry would not improve anything. So, I decided to play the "Glad Game". I started out saying obvious things, just to have somewhere to aim my anger at. But then, the more I thought about the things that I was glad that I had in my life, the more things that seemed to pop into my head. By the time I reached my house, I had not yet ran out of things to be glad about, I was actually smiling and my mood had definitely improved. So, from this I learnt that thinking about all the things you have in your life will make the small inconveniences a little less important. And we have this girl to thank for that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GLKh2Dg7wk/TppKvcdQPAI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/b17EZ5pGBmw/s1600/090527_mm_pollyanna1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GLKh2Dg7wk/TppKvcdQPAI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/b17EZ5pGBmw/s320/090527_mm_pollyanna1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663921660325018626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you Pollyanna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2428745510380857719?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2428745510380857719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2428745510380857719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2428745510380857719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2428745510380857719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/10/glad-game.html' title='The Glad Game'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GLKh2Dg7wk/TppKvcdQPAI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/b17EZ5pGBmw/s72-c/090527_mm_pollyanna1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-5635260130002626513</id><published>2011-10-06T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T07:03:05.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excepts from "God's Greats" by Claire Borowik</title><content type='html'>We recently attended the funeral of dear Andre, of Jacques and Marie, who suffered an accident and went to be with the Lord at just 29 years of age. Andre had leukemia as a child, and as a result suffered some physical and mental limitations, which I’m sure were daunting crosses for him to bear.&lt;br /&gt;I had met Andre not long ago, when visiting Canada, and had been impressed by his gentle and kind nature. He was so full of life and so interested and absorbed with the people around him. It was as if he’d been granted the ability to view life in a different dimension, and things that troubled and concerned others seemed to have little value to him.&lt;br /&gt;At the funeral, besides the many Family members who came to share this moment of commemorating his life, others who had been touched by Andre’s brief life also came to share their condolences and memories of how he had touched their lives—two fire trucks with firemen from a fire station where he had ballooned; police officers from the local police department, Salvation Army personnel, and people from the farmer’s market had sent their condolences as well. A lady who ran a Salvation Army shelter shared how Andre had touched her life and her conviction that he was an angel placed on this earth to touch the lives of others.&lt;br /&gt;Person after person got up to share memories of Andre, and we all shed tears in hearing how he witnessed to the security guards in the malls where he did his ballooning, and how many of these later commented to his parents or partners about how special he was. Hearing how many lives he had touched, and realizing that these were just a sampling of those people, since most wouldn’t have heard that he passed away or had the opportunity of speaking at his funeral, made a deep impression on me.&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t know Andre well, but somehow I imagine he had little sense of how he touched the lives of others every day and how they were reminded of God’s presence even in the midst of the challenges of life. I’m sure the struggles of life and the limitations he faced must have seemed overwhelming at times. And yet he soldiered on in his own way, and is remembered for those kind and good things he shared with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much Andre! I don't know if you even knew to what extent you touched the lives of others, but you did. I am so proud that I had you as my brother. I miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-5635260130002626513?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/5635260130002626513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=5635260130002626513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5635260130002626513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5635260130002626513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/10/excepts-from-gods-greats-by-claire.html' title='Excepts from &quot;God&apos;s Greats&quot; by Claire Borowik'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-6615618972940938020</id><published>2011-09-30T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T13:10:54.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>This is a belated birthday post for my wonderful nephew who turned 11 years old on September 26, of this year. I love you so much Ryan! I can't believe I haven't seen you in almost 3 years! But I know that you've grown up so much and that you're such a big boy now! Stay awesome and make sure that you help Mommy and Daddy with you little brothers and sisters. I love you so much! Can't wait to see you and see how big you've gotten. I hope you had alot of fun on your birthday and that everyday is full of fun for you! I love you lots!!! xoxoxoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-6615618972940938020?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/6615618972940938020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=6615618972940938020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6615618972940938020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6615618972940938020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/09/belated-birthday.html' title='Belated birthday!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-974145849823097812</id><published>2011-09-03T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T05:43:07.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Autumn!</title><content type='html'>Well Summer, although not officially over, is pretty near it's close. On Tuesday, most students begin their first semester, I however, begin Wednesday! YAY! This is my last semester of high school, and I'm doing it because I'm missing a mandatory course, sigh. Oh well, I cannot wait to be done high school and move on to bigger and better things, a full-time job to begin. My summer has been full of fun and lovely activities: I got to meet most of my relatives on my Dad's side, and I got to meet my Moms cousin, and even visit her in Quebec. There have been good times and bad times, and although September brings school, I'm glad that it is here, so that I can get on with my education, and make some nice progress. Anyhoo, I'm gonna go because I have really nothing else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I've been thinking a lot about my brother, Andre, It's now been just over 4 months since he passed and I miss him so much. I miss and love you Andre. Hope these 4 months have been grand for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-974145849823097812?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/974145849823097812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=974145849823097812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/974145849823097812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/974145849823097812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/09/welcome-autumn.html' title='Welcome Autumn!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-5717530278998959814</id><published>2011-08-16T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T08:04:48.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ulo2tXMFHSk/TkqGo_F3VvI/AAAAAAAAB_A/K7Y0I1tQgWI/s1600/1669194434.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ2PXpwnwW8/TkqFqFFUkOI/AAAAAAAAB-4/nNMAPedgVRU/s1600/Mar9_23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ2PXpwnwW8/TkqFqFFUkOI/AAAAAAAAB-4/nNMAPedgVRU/s320/Mar9_23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641468441200464098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qaOUDio-aQA/TkqFpoBH4KI/AAAAAAAAB-w/qmPKrEUcK5g/s1600/Mar9_15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qaOUDio-aQA/TkqFpoBH4KI/AAAAAAAAB-w/qmPKrEUcK5g/s320/Mar9_15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641468433398227106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYJYZhx-s1Q/TkqFpX2JMfI/AAAAAAAAB-o/R46LmtHM-nU/s1600/Mar9_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYJYZhx-s1Q/TkqFpX2JMfI/AAAAAAAAB-o/R46LmtHM-nU/s320/Mar9_5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641468429057208818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMZf8LiXax8/TkqFlTU0g1I/AAAAAAAAB-g/c9tboHLaY6U/s1600/Mar9_26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KMZf8LiXax8/TkqFlTU0g1I/AAAAAAAAB-g/c9tboHLaY6U/s320/Mar9_26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641468359124222802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I would like to wish my oldest brother, Joe, a very wonderful and amazing birthday! I love you lots and hope that this year will be full of grand thing happening for you! I miss you lots, and can't wait to see you again sometime! Congratulations on your engagement, and I hope that you two have a wonderful life together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ulo2tXMFHSk/TkqGo_F3VvI/AAAAAAAAB_A/K7Y0I1tQgWI/s1600/1669194434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ulo2tXMFHSk/TkqGo_F3VvI/AAAAAAAAB_A/K7Y0I1tQgWI/s320/1669194434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641469521923888882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-va-JnjC8xoY/TkqGpeADTiI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vxWAzmOpD8c/s1600/Jesse%2B%25283%2529%2Bwith%2BOrang%2BAsli%2B%2528native%2Bpeople%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-va-JnjC8xoY/TkqGpeADTiI/AAAAAAAAB_I/vxWAzmOpD8c/s320/Jesse%2B%25283%2529%2Bwith%2BOrang%2BAsli%2B%2528native%2Bpeople%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641469530221006370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Jesse!!!! You're 6 already! You're such a big boy and I miss you so much!!! I hope that you had a wonderful birthday and that you will have an even better year ahead of you! Stay such a wonderful kid and be good for your Mommy!!! I love you lots!!! Stay adorable hun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-5717530278998959814?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/5717530278998959814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=5717530278998959814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5717530278998959814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5717530278998959814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ2PXpwnwW8/TkqFqFFUkOI/AAAAAAAAB-4/nNMAPedgVRU/s72-c/Mar9_23.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-5563982596812437911</id><published>2011-08-01T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T12:38:17.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand!</title><content type='html'>I know I just posted, but I wanted to share my joy. Even though I slept less than 6 hours last night and I'm exhausted because I also just worked out for the first time in awhile, I feel just grand! On Wednesday, I have a screening appointment to see if I qualify for this medical study, so hopefully I will. That way I will be able to put some money aside for college, or else I'm never gonna get smart. Anyhoo, I gotta go cook dinner; I just wanted to let you all know(Haha, joke. Nobody reads this blog) that I feel amazing and I hope you all feel this great too!!!! Something yummy:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3B5lVZOFEg/TjcAl2yzEyI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Ttljn70pMCg/s1600/true-blood-eric-borthman-alexander-skarsgard.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3B5lVZOFEg/TjcAl2yzEyI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Ttljn70pMCg/s320/true-blood-eric-borthman-alexander-skarsgard.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635974109041201954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-5563982596812437911?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/5563982596812437911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=5563982596812437911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5563982596812437911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5563982596812437911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/08/grand.html' title='Grand!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s3B5lVZOFEg/TjcAl2yzEyI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Ttljn70pMCg/s72-c/true-blood-eric-borthman-alexander-skarsgard.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2750606738309099140</id><published>2011-07-26T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:18:25.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer....</title><content type='html'>Wow! I just realized that it's been a really long time since I last posted. I've been meaning to post, but there's not too much to post about. But, since my last post my ankle has healed. It still hurts a little bit, but for the most part it's alright. I can even wear heels again. So far summer has been fun. Besides the horridly hot and humid weather, which is just starting to cool down a bit. Let's see if it will last.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I went up to Gravenhurst with Michelle and Walter. It was really nice. We just swam on the beach and drank beer (in moderate amounts, lol) and had a grand time. I didn't get very burnt regardless of the time spent in the sun. Anyhoo, next week the people I work for are going on a two week vacation, so I will have two weeks without work, which will be fun and annoying at the same time. On the second week my parents and younger siblings are going to Quebec to visit relatives, so I will probably be going with them, I'll see I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, besides that this summer has been quiet. I'm studying for my G1, so hopefully I will stop slacking off, study really hard, and pass. Fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2750606738309099140?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2750606738309099140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2750606738309099140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2750606738309099140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2750606738309099140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer.html' title='Summer....'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-8165719391439411391</id><published>2011-07-08T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T08:12:35.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Having A Coke With You by Frank O'Hara</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Having a Coke with You&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonne&lt;br /&gt;or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona&lt;br /&gt;partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt&lt;br /&gt;partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches&lt;br /&gt;partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary&lt;br /&gt;it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still&lt;br /&gt;as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it&lt;br /&gt;in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth&lt;br /&gt;between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint&lt;br /&gt;you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I look&lt;br /&gt;at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world&lt;br /&gt;except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick&lt;br /&gt;which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together the first time&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism&lt;br /&gt;just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or&lt;br /&gt;at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me&lt;br /&gt;and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them&lt;br /&gt;when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank&lt;br /&gt;or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully&lt;br /&gt;as the horse&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience&lt;br /&gt;which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I am telling you about it&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frank O’Hara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-8165719391439411391?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/8165719391439411391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=8165719391439411391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8165719391439411391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8165719391439411391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/07/having-coke-with-you-by-frank-ohara.html' title='Having A Coke With You by Frank O&apos;Hara'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-7970219787559236882</id><published>2011-06-28T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T06:33:03.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday's!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TsRjXuxYwzc/TgnXw-tNtQI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/_geR7yUbzgQ/s1600/167199_1373792283429_1790481476_713311_66307_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday ANGEL!!! Wow!! You're 8 now! You've grown up so fast hun, I still remember when Sue, Dad, and I went to get you and Mom from the hospital. You were so adorable! And you still are! I'm so proud of all the progress that you've made, how much you've grown! I love you so much and I hope that this coming year will be full of even for joyeous things to learn and that you will have so much fun!!! Enjoy yourself babe, you only have a few more years of blissful childhood. I love you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8lfHxpsapJU/TgnWHDof3tI/AAAAAAAAB94/TaDgdeipfhI/s1600/April-May%2B2011%2B062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8lfHxpsapJU/TgnWHDof3tI/AAAAAAAAB94/TaDgdeipfhI/s320/April-May%2B2011%2B062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623261026471370450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;P.S. No that's not Angel birthday cake....this was our Mother's Day cake:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLNZnZaM_5U/TgnXYCnK8pI/AAAAAAAAB-I/C4U98ur4lUQ/s1600/April-May%2B2011%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tLNZnZaM_5U/TgnXYCnK8pI/AAAAAAAAB-I/C4U98ur4lUQ/s320/April-May%2B2011%2B001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623262417766773394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_ZKNMhtZBc/TgnWGgsU5dI/AAAAAAAAB9w/u0DxSw4z0e4/s1600/April-May%2B2011%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Vincent.....&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! You're only 17, but that means only two more years till you're legal!!! You've grown so much, expecially in the last few years, and you've become such a handsome man;)! I hope that this year will surprise you with amazing things and that you have such a wonderful time! Don't worry, only one more year of high school than you're free!!! Atleast till you figure out what you wanna do...lol. Have fun this year, cuz once you hit 18, you have to be mature, heehee. I love you hun! Happy Birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1TDAU2eF1Y/TgnWGAix55I/AAAAAAAAB9o/KISsDyCItLk/s1600/Me%2Bhugging%2BVince.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S1TDAU2eF1Y/TgnWGAix55I/AAAAAAAAB9o/KISsDyCItLk/s320/Me%2Bhugging%2BVince.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623261008462210962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TsRjXuxYwzc/TgnXw-tNtQI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/_geR7yUbzgQ/s1600/167199_1373792283429_1790481476_713311_66307_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TsRjXuxYwzc/TgnXw-tNtQI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/_geR7yUbzgQ/s320/167199_1373792283429_1790481476_713311_66307_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623262846215107842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-7970219787559236882?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/7970219787559236882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=7970219787559236882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7970219787559236882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7970219787559236882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthdays.html' title='Happy Birthday&apos;s!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8lfHxpsapJU/TgnWHDof3tI/AAAAAAAAB94/TaDgdeipfhI/s72-c/April-May%2B2011%2B062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-3655799906442154355</id><published>2011-06-20T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T02:48:12.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Rylie!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zrAdG1imuvY/Tf8XCevAfSI/AAAAAAAAB9g/7uNTfUB6cWs/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zrAdG1imuvY/Tf8XCevAfSI/AAAAAAAAB9g/7uNTfUB6cWs/s320/133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620236191359073570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iY_elmLwwtM/Tf8XCKm-VFI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/964m_sjPi7s/s1600/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iY_elmLwwtM/Tf8XCKm-VFI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/964m_sjPi7s/s320/083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620236185956668498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3GNdJ-Ie2o/Tf8XBmbMBkI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/tuMbGs4kGLU/s1600/017%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3GNdJ-Ie2o/Tf8XBmbMBkI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/tuMbGs4kGLU/s320/017%2B%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620236176243557954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1BVsg7i75w/Tf8XBPpq2WI/AAAAAAAAB9I/1YzkdflPUmg/s1600/004.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/-c1BVsg7i75w/Tf8XBPpq2WI/AAAAAAAAB9I/1YzkdflPUmg/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620236170130282850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY, RYLIE!!!! You're such a big girl and you've grown up so fast! Continue to be good for Mommy and Daddy and stay so adorable! I love you lots&amp;lt;3! Happy Birthday!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-3655799906442154355?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/3655799906442154355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=3655799906442154355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3655799906442154355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3655799906442154355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-rylie.html' title='Happy Birthday Rylie!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zrAdG1imuvY/Tf8XCevAfSI/AAAAAAAAB9g/7uNTfUB6cWs/s72-c/133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-6819582047659783648</id><published>2011-06-19T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T16:26:37.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgKjcltc194/Tf6EsMGrbZI/AAAAAAAAB9A/2eEZ2cv1zZE/s1600/April-May%2B2011%2B031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgKjcltc194/Tf6EsMGrbZI/AAAAAAAAB9A/2eEZ2cv1zZE/s320/April-May%2B2011%2B031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620075279703305618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You're an awesome Dad and a great grandfather and I hope that this year is full of wonderful things happening for you. I love you lots Dad. Happy Fathers Day!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-6819582047659783648?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/6819582047659783648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=6819582047659783648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6819582047659783648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6819582047659783648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mgKjcltc194/Tf6EsMGrbZI/AAAAAAAAB9A/2eEZ2cv1zZE/s72-c/April-May%2B2011%2B031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4529548911074075470</id><published>2011-06-02T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T10:10:22.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ankle!</title><content type='html'>Well, one of the biggest things that have happened with me recently is I fell down in heels and really hurt my ankle. It's all bruised, and I got it X-rayed on Monday and I will phone the doctor today to see if I need a cast or whatever. It's really annoying limping everywhere, and walking really slow on the stairs...expecially down the stairs. And now I am also sick. I have a horrid headache, sore throat, and earache....added to my ankle I'm not feeling so well. And, this is the time where I have to really start concentrating on school because it's almost exams, so that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a CELLPHONE!!!! It's a blackberry and it's so pretty:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4529548911074075470?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4529548911074075470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4529548911074075470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4529548911074075470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4529548911074075470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-ankle.html' title='My Ankle!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-5872454749950603853</id><published>2011-05-20T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T21:37:49.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lizzy!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MpNgHQYGP14/TddBRsXJdMI/AAAAAAAAB80/VYpQgPJch1c/s1600/April-May%2B2011%2B057.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/-MpNgHQYGP14/TddBRsXJdMI/AAAAAAAAB80/VYpQgPJch1c/s320/April-May%2B2011%2B057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609023633135072450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday hun! I know that I'm a day late, but I just wanted to tell you that I love you. I hope this year is full of amazing surprises and awesome things happening for you, because you're only 12 once and you should enjoy it to the full. I hope your party is wonderful, and that you have lots of fun, because you deserve it. I love you hun, and hope all your wishes and dreams come true. Happy 12th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-5872454749950603853?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/5872454749950603853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=5872454749950603853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5872454749950603853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5872454749950603853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-lizzy.html' title='Happy Birthday Lizzy!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MpNgHQYGP14/TddBRsXJdMI/AAAAAAAAB80/VYpQgPJch1c/s72-c/April-May%2B2011%2B057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4183621943092407075</id><published>2011-05-15T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T15:17:29.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! The Places You'll Go - by Dr.Seuss</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;Today is your day.&lt;br /&gt;You’re off to Great Places!&lt;br /&gt;You’re off and away!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You have brains in your head.&lt;br /&gt;You have feet in your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;You can steer yourself any direction you choose.&lt;br /&gt;You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You’ll look up and down streets. Look’em over with care. About some  you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.” With your head full of  brains and your shoes full of feet, you’re too smart to go down a  not-so-good street.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And you may not find any you’ll want to go down. In that case, of  course, you’ll head straight out of town. It’s opener there in the wide  open air.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Out there things can happen and frequently do to people as brainy and footsy as you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And when things start to happen, don’t worry. Don’t stew. Just go right along. You’ll start happening too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh! The Places You’ll Go!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You’ll be on your way up!&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be seeing great sights!&lt;br /&gt;You’ll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed. You’ll pass the  whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead. Wherever you fly, you’ll be  best of the best. Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Except when you don’t.&lt;br /&gt;Because, sometimes, you won’t.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m sorry to say so but, sadly, it’s true that Bang-ups and Hang-ups can happen to you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can get all hung up in a prickle-ly perch. And your gang will fly on. You’ll be left in a Lurch.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You’ll come down from the Lurch with an unpleasant bump. And the chances are, then, that you’ll be in a Slump.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And when you’re in a Slump, you’re not in for much fun. Un-slumping yourself is not easily done.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You will come to a place where the streets are not marked. Some  windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked. A place you could sprain  both your elbow and chin! Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go  in? How much can you lose? How much can you win?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And if you go in, should you turn left or right…or  right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite? Or go around back and  sneak in from behind? Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find, for a  mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can get so confused that you’ll start in to race down long  wiggled roads at a break-necking pace and grind on for miles across  weirdish wild space, headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Waiting Place…for people just waiting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the  mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to  snow or waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to  grow. Everyone is just waiting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for wind to fly a kite or  waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle  Jake or a pot to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a  pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just  waiting.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No! That’s not for you!&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you’ll escape all that waiting and staying. You’ll find the  bright places where Boom Bands are playing. With banner flip-flapping,  once more you’ll ride high! Ready for anything under the sky. Ready  because you’re that kind of a guy!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh, the places you’ll go! There is fun to be done! There are points  to be scored. There are games to be won. And the magical things you can  do with that ball will make you the winning-est winner of all. Fame!  You’ll be famous as famous can be, with the whole wide world watching  you win on TV.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Except when they don’t. Because, sometimes, they won’t.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m afraid that some times you’ll play lonely games too. Games you can’t win ‘cause you’ll play against you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All Alone!&lt;br /&gt;Whether you like it or not, Alone will be something you’ll be quite a lot.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance you’ll meet things  that scare you right out of your pants. There are some, down the road  between hither and yon, that can scare you so much you won’t want to go  on.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But on you will go though the weather be foul. On you will go though  your enemies prowl. On you will go though the Hakken-Kraks howl. Onward  up many a frightening creek, though your arms may get sore and your  sneakers may leak. On and on you will hike. And I know you’ll hike far  and face up to your problems whatever they are.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You’ll get mixed up, of course, as you already know. You’ll get mixed  up with many strange birds as you go. So be sure when you step. Step  with care and great tact and remember that Life’s a Great Balancing Act.  Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right  foot with your left.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And will you succeed?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! You will, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;(98 and ¾ percent guaranteed.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kid, you’ll move mountains!&lt;br /&gt;So…be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray or Mordecai Ale Van Allen O’Shea, you’re off to Great Places!&lt;br /&gt;Today is your day!&lt;br /&gt;Your mountain is waiting.&lt;br /&gt;So…get on your way! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4183621943092407075?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4183621943092407075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4183621943092407075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4183621943092407075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4183621943092407075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-places-youll-go-by-drseuss.html' title='Oh! The Places You&apos;ll Go - by Dr.Seuss'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1438557701803916888</id><published>2011-05-09T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T10:21:04.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X6CrhDDclWg/Tcghw_9yLaI/AAAAAAAAB8s/vygs_dr30Hk/s1600/April-May%2B2011%2B064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X6CrhDDclWg/Tcghw_9yLaI/AAAAAAAAB8s/vygs_dr30Hk/s320/April-May%2B2011%2B064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604766861950594466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Mother's Day Mom!!! I love you so much and I'm so happy that I have you as my mother. You've been so wonderful to all of us kids, and we couldn't ever wish for a better Mom than you. I hope that for the rest of your life you get the very best out of everything, because that's what you deserve. And I only hope and wish that someday I will be even half the mother you are, because that would be amazing. I love you Mom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's Like You, Mom&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's quite like you, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;You're special in every way.&lt;br /&gt;You cheer me up, you fill my cup&lt;br /&gt;With tenderness, come what may.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody loves me like you, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do,&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad, happy or sad,&lt;br /&gt;You support me; You always come through.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's equal to you, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;With you in my life, I'm blessed.&lt;br /&gt;I love you so, and I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;I think you're the very best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1438557701803916888?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1438557701803916888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1438557701803916888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1438557701803916888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1438557701803916888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X6CrhDDclWg/Tcghw_9yLaI/AAAAAAAAB8s/vygs_dr30Hk/s72-c/April-May%2B2011%2B064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-835552864845719252</id><published>2011-05-02T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T13:52:57.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Funeral</title><content type='html'>Well, the funeral was Friday. On Thursday I went shopping with Mush to buy clothes for the funeral, and then for over 4 hours Thursday evening, Lizzy, Celeste, Mom, Adriana, Stephanie, and I prepared the food for when people would come back to our place after the cemetary. Thanks to Adriana, we got alot done, because if she hadn't been there we would probably have been there much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Friday, we got up and got ready. We had planned to leave the house around 10, because family is allowed to arrive at the place at 10 and others at 11, but we ended up leaving around 10:25. We arrived and had some time to ourselves, before people started arriving. There were 2 hours from 11 to 12 where people arrived and gave their condolences. Then we had the service. Mark did the majority of the service, and then I read the eulogy. After that, people came up and said things that they remembered about Andre. Thanks guys, for having the courage to get up there and inspire us all with things that Andre had done. Then after that, we all proceeded to the cemetary. We weren't there long. Mark once again said a few words, and then we said our silent good byes. After that we went back to our place for the food and refreshments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Ally took alot of pictures during the funeral, and when I get my hands on those I'll post them. Thanks again to everybody who came to funeral, and even to those who couldn't come but wanted to. We, Andre's family, really appreciated everybody who showed their love and support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-835552864845719252?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/835552864845719252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=835552864845719252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/835552864845719252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/835552864845719252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/05/funeral.html' title='The Funeral'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2888149537682320144</id><published>2011-04-27T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T05:07:29.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUOTE!</title><content type='html'>True love, like any other strong and addicting drug, is boring---once the tale of encounter and discovery is told, kisses quickly grow stale and caresses tiresome...except, of course, to those who share the kisses, who give and take the caresses while every sound and color of the world seems to deepen and brighten around them. As with any other strong drug, true first love is really only interesting to those who have become it's prisoners. And, as is true of any other strong and addicting drug, true first love is dangerous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2888149537682320144?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2888149537682320144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2888149537682320144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2888149537682320144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2888149537682320144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/04/quote.html' title='QUOTE!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-7487136931229278323</id><published>2011-04-24T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T18:48:46.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory of Andre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ITcKsO-weIk/TbTSijqUYlI/AAAAAAAAB8k/6dwLrt3z-Ow/s1600/79.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ITcKsO-weIk/TbTSijqUYlI/AAAAAAAAB8k/6dwLrt3z-Ow/s320/79.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599331727858491986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--_3puqTpD4E/TbTSiIYJcTI/AAAAAAAAB8c/uFUpsLnKBBY/s1600/Mar9_30J.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--_3puqTpD4E/TbTSiIYJcTI/AAAAAAAAB8c/uFUpsLnKBBY/s320/Mar9_30J.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599331720534520114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3nCJE0rLZY/TbTSh3-kizI/AAAAAAAAB8U/lHVqSfmi5co/s1600/Mar9_28J.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w3nCJE0rLZY/TbTSh3-kizI/AAAAAAAAB8U/lHVqSfmi5co/s320/Mar9_28J.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599331716132277042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is in loving memory and rememberance of Andre, a really sweet and loving brother and son. We will all love and miss you so much. You were such a wonderful brother, always trying to be there for us, and always trying to help whenever you could. I love and miss you so much, and I'm so thankful and happy for the time that you were here with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-7487136931229278323?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/7487136931229278323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=7487136931229278323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7487136931229278323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7487136931229278323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-loving-memory-of-andre.html' title='In Loving Memory of Andre!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ITcKsO-weIk/TbTSijqUYlI/AAAAAAAAB8k/6dwLrt3z-Ow/s72-c/79.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-3655806395400081216</id><published>2011-04-15T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T07:07:14.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING IS HERE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etwMjUKGTk8/TahOH4f7oWI/AAAAAAAAB8M/TUR_UxVAVUg/s1600/spring-white-flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etwMjUKGTk8/TahOH4f7oWI/AAAAAAAAB8M/TUR_UxVAVUg/s320/spring-white-flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595808434340208994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XR7xuq5fJxI/TahOHh3YWbI/AAAAAAAAB8E/F2sQ7QHYnkM/s1600/Spring_Sheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XR7xuq5fJxI/TahOHh3YWbI/AAAAAAAAB8E/F2sQ7QHYnkM/s320/Spring_Sheet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595808428264544690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SVo4RzHImpM/TahOFeWIU2I/AAAAAAAAB78/P3Pv1f2k4BM/s1600/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SVo4RzHImpM/TahOFeWIU2I/AAAAAAAAB78/P3Pv1f2k4BM/s320/spring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595808392960037730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     Ah, I love this joyeous weather. The sun is shining, and yet, not too brightly. And there's a cool breeze in the air, it's just wonderful!!! This is how I'd like my weather be all year round. Not boiling hot summer with a humidity of 600% and no freezing cold winter where the only time you're warm is if you wrapped in 400 blankets, and sitting on a heater. No, weather should always be the spring or fall type, completely perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     On another note, I finally have me dentist appointment today, so hopefully my tooth aches will vanish and I"ll once again be able to drink cold drinks on the left side of my mouth, yay! Half of one of my teeth cracked and broke off, so I haven't been able to let cold liquids touch that empty space, and I can't chew on that side of my mouth either, so this will be a wonderful thing to get fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And, IT"S MY 19TH BIRTHDAY IN 2 WEEKS FROM TOMORROW!!!! I'm so happy. On my birthday, which is a Saturday, I'm gonna wake up early and go to LCBO and shove my ID in their face, hahah! Seriously, that except not waking up early:). I remember when I was 16 thinking that I'd never turn 19, and then here I am...yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Oh, one final peice of good news! On Wednesday I was online looking for work, and I saw this housekeeping add, so I clicked on it. However, in order to view it I had to sign up on this housekeeping/babysitting website. So I said, "What the hell" and I signed up. Thursday, yesterday, this woman called saying she was interested in me housekeeping for her. So yay, I might get a job very, very soon. Of couse it's going to be part time because of my school, but yeh, something that gives me some money will be gladly welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anyhoo, I have to go cuz I need to get ready to leave for the dentist. Ah, today is such a good day! Happy Friday everyone. Oh, a video for your viewing pleasure:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Sorry, I don't know how to make the video part of my post, so here's the link:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CD2LRROpph0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-3655806395400081216?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/3655806395400081216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=3655806395400081216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3655806395400081216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3655806395400081216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-is-here.html' title='SPRING IS HERE!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etwMjUKGTk8/TahOH4f7oWI/AAAAAAAAB8M/TUR_UxVAVUg/s72-c/spring-white-flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-269237502182043692</id><published>2011-03-29T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T18:29:52.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March is over!</title><content type='html'>Firstly, some pictures of me and my friend, Tia, at school today:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykCI-ecJLis/TZKGjSg720I/AAAAAAAAB70/RPFLotTNPv4/s1600/207358_204619959557217_100000276426069_765820_815822_n.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/-ykCI-ecJLis/TZKGjSg720I/AAAAAAAAB70/RPFLotTNPv4/s320/207358_204619959557217_100000276426069_765820_815822_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589678028343728962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-bvDPGHxRg/TZKGjKM2FzI/AAAAAAAAB7s/wtj1dBOXSP4/s1600/199993_204620016223878_100000276426069_765821_1859453_n.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/-h-bvDPGHxRg/TZKGjKM2FzI/AAAAAAAAB7s/wtj1dBOXSP4/s320/199993_204620016223878_100000276426069_765821_1859453_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589678026111981362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now:), yay....it's almost APRIL!!!! Sadly, my life has been pretty much same old...SSDD. I did however drop my resume and an application at Dollarama today and I also filled out an online application to Starbucks, so fingers crossed that I get a call back. Last week I had things due, as my previous post stated, and I did well in both those things....thank god:). I've been more faithful with my workouts, finally! I was started to feel so horrid about my laziness. I actually did an Insanity workout today, which has made me feel very lovely. School has been alright, some easy things and some difficult things. We have this literacy test Thursday, which is supposed to be taken in grade 10 but which I didn't take, so yeh, wish me, Julie, and Vince luck with it, cuz we're all taking it:D. Anyhoo, it's getting late and I wanna read before bed. I'll try to post with exciting things if they happen, tho don't hold your breath;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-269237502182043692?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/269237502182043692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=269237502182043692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/269237502182043692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/269237502182043692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/03/march-is-over.html' title='March is over!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ykCI-ecJLis/TZKGjSg720I/AAAAAAAAB70/RPFLotTNPv4/s72-c/207358_204619959557217_100000276426069_765820_815822_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1572863402153242089</id><published>2011-03-17T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T20:48:12.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes indeed, this is Spring Break. That blessed week during the second semester that there is no school, ah. However, I was sick the first 3 days of Spring Break which kinda sucked. And then, HAPPY SAINT PATTYS which is ofcourse today:). Mom, Celeste, Andre, and I went to Mississauga today and while Andre made balloons, us girlies shopped. It was great fun. We bought bras, undies, pants, shirts....everything:). Then I did some school, which I really needed to do cuz I have two things due Monday, sigh. It really sucks cuz the others have Monday off, but my school doesn't, damn. Anyhoo, I have 3 days left to my no-school week, so I'ma try to enjoy them while still entering large amounts of school. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1572863402153242089?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1572863402153242089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1572863402153242089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1572863402153242089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1572863402153242089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-8993350117187813475</id><published>2011-03-10T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T10:34:28.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored!</title><content type='html'>I'm posting now because I'm at school and I'm really bored. I just finished a test, but we have to stay in the classroom till the bell rings, sigh, so yeh. I've been doing a lot of school recently, working on assignments and suck. This semester is way more chill than last, thank god. Since I only have 3 classes, I have time to either work on school or chill with friends, which is great being I have friends in most of my lunches:). Nobody is online right now, but I'm bored:(. Anyhoo, next week is Spring Break which is really grand:). I have 2 assignments due on the first Monday back tho, so I'ma be working on that all next week. Although, I do intend to have fun and sleep till noon on more than one occasion:). Anyhoo, I'm off to do random things. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-8993350117187813475?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/8993350117187813475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=8993350117187813475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8993350117187813475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8993350117187813475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/03/bored.html' title='Bored!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-5591825639632869965</id><published>2011-03-02T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T18:39:03.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATES!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, quite a bit has happened in the last few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Steve, Estrella, Rosa, and their kids moved out&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Willing, Cherish, Sean, and Julie moved in&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Us girls moved into the master bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I got 100% on a math test:)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;A got a lovely haircut:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee! It's been great rooming with Julie, tho we've only roomed together a couple days or something. She's awesome to hang out with, and she makes the bed nicely(except for the horrible switching of the quilt:P). She cut my hair this evening, layering it and giving me cute bangs, and straightening it so I can wear it down tomorrow....yay! This week was alright, going by a little bit slow. Oh well. I'm no longer scheduled for cooking on Fridays!!! YAY! So that makes me happy. I'll be going to Mushi's this Friday, and I'm not sure what else I have planned for the weekend....I'll let you know if it's fun. And yes, I'll try to remember to take pics of our new room and show....patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-5591825639632869965?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/5591825639632869965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=5591825639632869965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5591825639632869965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5591825639632869965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/03/updates.html' title='UPDATES!!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-7920020096243591051</id><published>2011-02-26T08:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T08:44:32.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New room!</title><content type='html'>Well, we moved upstairs from the basement last night. We're now in the master bedroom, and Julie will be coming tomorrow I think, so then we'll be able to get everything organized and settled. Right now the room is a huge mess, cuz we barely had time yesterday to move all the furniture and put everything in the right place, including vaccumming the carpet and washing mold off the walls. We still have to vaccumm the basement, where Willing and Cherish will be rooming, so we're gonna do that today. We just painted the basement so there isn't any mold (thank god) so it's all clean except for the messy carpet. It's nice to be in the master room, we have a huge closet, with tons of shoe space and shevles for my 100s of books:). We have our own bathroom, although people will probably be coming in to use it sometimes, sigh....can't be helped. Anyhoo, today we have majorcleaning and organizing, so that's going to be the majority of my day. And then I have some homework and assignment thingie I have to work on, so that will also add to todays business. I'm going to try to workout, although I'm not sure if I will, I'll try:). Anyhoo, I'ma do some homework now, so that later I can get totally into unpacking and stuff....laters:). I'll post pics of the room once it's clean and pretty....maybe Monday or sometime next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-7920020096243591051?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/7920020096243591051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=7920020096243591051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7920020096243591051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7920020096243591051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-room.html' title='New room!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4437989296226759827</id><published>2011-02-22T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T03:37:21.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early morning...</title><content type='html'>It's 6 am in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;Put my feet on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Light shining in through the door&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why I'm getting up already&lt;br /&gt;But I'm awake, I'm awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee, my version of that lovely song:). Yeh, I try to get up at 6 during the week, that way I have all the time I need to get ready for the day, plus it's a good habit to have. I woke up this morning before the alarm even went off, and it was exactly 6, so I have no idea how that works:P. I had a lovely long weekend, it was so great. I did some assignments on Saturday, slacked off on Sunday, and then finished things yesterday. We had a yummy breakfast as a family, which we never do, so that was nice. Then we had a snack of chips, salsa, guacamole, and juice a little later. I did workout, which was nice, because I slacked off all of last week, and I can't wait to get back into my grove...unfortunately I won't workout today because I'm going out as soon as I get back from school, unless Mushi comes here than maybe I"ll workout as soon as I get home:)...yay! Anyhoo, I'm just talking nonsense. I hope everyone who goes to the Family Birthday has fun, I'm not going cuz none of my friends are going and I don't feel like it anyhoo, besides, I have Mushi to keep my company. Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4437989296226759827?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4437989296226759827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4437989296226759827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4437989296226759827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4437989296226759827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/02/early-morning.html' title='Early morning...'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2258462859278597489</id><published>2011-02-19T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T12:54:00.329-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend!!</title><content type='html'>Today is the first day of a lovely 3 day weekend. It's the perfect time for a long weekend, because I have 3 assignments due on Tuesday, so I have 3 days instead of 2 to work on them. On Tuesday is also the Family Birthday party thingie, I don't think I'ma be going...Mushi is probly coming here and we're just gonna chill after school. Anyhoo, I should do some school or something. I'll try to post eventually with pictures and stuff:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2258462859278597489?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2258462859278597489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2258462859278597489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2258462859278597489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2258462859278597489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/02/long-weekend.html' title='Long weekend!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1808241697362126796</id><published>2011-02-15T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T16:16:17.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh, FML</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a week since I've posted last, so maybe I should tell you all what's new with my life. Happy Valentines Day, which was yesterday. On Sunday night a bunch of us girlies went to Amy's house and had some wine, chocolate, cheese, and more yummy foods. It was really fun. I didn't really do anything yesterday, except tons of school. I haven't done workout this week yet, but it's cuz yesterday I wasn't feeling well, and then today I had this after school thingie, and I had to cook dinner, so by the time dinner was ready, I was starved....super not acceptable, I know. Oh well, I suck. However, hopefully nothing will happen tomorrow and I'll be able to do a wonderful job working out. I'm getting lots of assignments in school now, so it's quite stressful. Sigh, I'ma go cuz I have some things I need to do before I can offically retire for the evening. Nighty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1808241697362126796?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1808241697362126796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1808241697362126796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1808241697362126796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1808241697362126796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/02/sigh-fml.html' title='Sigh, FML'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1652006285565540903</id><published>2011-02-07T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T16:35:09.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity Challenge!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TVCO_Fj8zYI/AAAAAAAAB7k/jrp6N2DKsyg/s1600/asdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TVCO_Fj8zYI/AAAAAAAAB7k/jrp6N2DKsyg/s320/asdf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571109953533169026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've (just recently:P) realized that I'm very lazy, and unless I have a strict, no excuses workout schedule, I procrastinate and just skip workouts right and left. So, I've decided that I really need to do the Insanity program again. I've gotten so much lazier and out of shape since I've finish the Insanity program in September....long time, I know. So yeh, today was my first day of my 3rd shot at Insanity. I did it the first time, did a little less than half the second time, and yeh....this time I'm going to do it the ENTIRE 60 days through. I need to and so help me god, I'm going to. I'm going to maybe make some adjustments, like not take Thursday as an easy day, and do that Saturday instead, because I'm usually not here on the weekend...anyhoo, this is exciting. Wish me luck, and hopefully It'll do wonders, cuz I NEEEEED it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1652006285565540903?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1652006285565540903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1652006285565540903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1652006285565540903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1652006285565540903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/02/insanity-challenge.html' title='Insanity Challenge!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TVCO_Fj8zYI/AAAAAAAAB7k/jrp6N2DKsyg/s72-c/asdf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2368505280099594606</id><published>2011-02-04T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T09:33:30.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! It's Friday!</title><content type='html'>As you know from my lovely, energetic title of this post...IT"S FRIDAY!!!! I'm so happy the weekend is finally here. I know this was a short and easy school week, but still, I want to sleep till noon!!!! But yeh, I got taken out of the Spanish class and I now have a spare. It's awesome, cuz only 12th graders have that...heehee. I'm going to Mushi's tonight. She's not finishing work at an unreasonable hour, so that's nice. I might to to Tessie and Andrews Saturday night, cuz he's having this birthday thing....I"m not sure if I'm going yet tho:). But yeh, I'ma go read something cuz I have an hour till class, and I'm bored of typing rubbish. Laters!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2368505280099594606?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2368505280099594606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2368505280099594606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2368505280099594606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2368505280099594606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/02/yay-its-friday.html' title='Yay! It&apos;s Friday!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-8460600955411179956</id><published>2011-02-02T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T13:08:49.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester 2, Day 2.</title><content type='html'>Well, today was the second day of the second semester....incidentally also the second day of the second month...blah blah. Anyhoo, yesterday went fine. I found out that I was in Spanish class without having taken the prerequisites...and the class is too advanced for my beginner spanish, but I got an orange number, and tomorrow I'ma switch to some other class that I won't fail. Today was a "snow day", although there really wasn't that much snow. We thought the schools were closed, but then around 8 we found out they weren't. So I skipped 1st period, then I went to 2nd where we just watched a movie with another class cuz our teacher wasn't there. I skipped 3rd, since I'm dropping it there's no point in going, and then I skipped 4th cuz there was only one other student in the class, and the teacher wasn't even there. So, I pretty much spent my entire day in the library reading 'The Green Mile' hoping my number would be called before all the classes were filled. Not a chance. So, tomorrow they'll call my number and I'll pick a new class...yay! Anyhoo, I'm off to clean the room before I workout. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-8460600955411179956?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/8460600955411179956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=8460600955411179956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8460600955411179956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8460600955411179956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/02/semester-2-day-2.html' title='Semester 2, Day 2.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2172093159580846488</id><published>2011-01-31T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T10:04:32.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Tete!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TUb5W-Xa8YI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/7o316qtrhS8/s1600/Tete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TUb5W-Xa8YI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/7o316qtrhS8/s320/Tete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568412162383868290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Tete! I hope you have the greatest birthday and year ever!!! You're a super good friend and mother and sister and wife....and you only deserve the best! I love and miss you tons and wish I could bother you on this wonderful day!! Have fun tho!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2172093159580846488?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2172093159580846488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2172093159580846488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2172093159580846488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2172093159580846488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-tete.html' title='Happy Birthday Tete!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TUb5W-Xa8YI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/7o316qtrhS8/s72-c/Tete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-399657255675320702</id><published>2011-01-28T07:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T07:55:33.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester 1....OVER!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yeps! Yesterday was the last of my exams for my semester 1 courses, and school resumes on Tuesday, which is the start of semester 2. It's so nice to have no homework to do, no assignments due, no stressing about a test on Monday, because....it all starts new on Tuesday!!! I'm lazing around today, working out and then doing dinner, then I'm going to Mushi's for the night. On Monday I'll probly watch the kids so my parents can have the day off together, it's been awhile. It's so incredibly nice to be able to relax all weekend with nothing to do, you have no idea the joyeous feeling:). Anyhoo, I'm off to do something fun. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-399657255675320702?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/399657255675320702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=399657255675320702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/399657255675320702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/399657255675320702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/01/semester-1over.html' title='Semester 1....OVER!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-7481313588623886432</id><published>2011-01-27T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T08:24:40.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TUGcCNyC32I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/NMbDZBFf7Xk/s1600/Mom%2Band%2BI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TUGcCNyC32I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/NMbDZBFf7Xk/s320/Mom%2Band%2BI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566902176279879522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Mommy! You're the greatest mother I could wish for and I love you so much!!! I hope this birthday and this coming year is full of wonderful things for you and that you have a really grand time!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! xox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-7481313588623886432?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/7481313588623886432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=7481313588623886432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7481313588623886432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7481313588623886432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TUGcCNyC32I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/NMbDZBFf7Xk/s72-c/Mom%2Band%2BI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-5926685628607545752</id><published>2011-01-21T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T20:40:11.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TTpevI4P37I/AAAAAAAAB7I/srlleCEDRuo/s1600/1162824882_1024x768_pretty-snow-covered-wooden-house-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TTpevI4P37I/AAAAAAAAB7I/srlleCEDRuo/s320/1162824882_1024x768_pretty-snow-covered-wooden-house-wallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564864453499936690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow! It's already pretty much the end of January and almost the start of the second semester. Next week is exams, then on to the second semester....then summer:). This last week has been really hectic. I had a test on Monday, my drama final exam on Tuesday, Mom and Dad left Wednesday for his mother's funeral, and on Wednesday and Thursday I had my EQAO, which is the governmentm testing the students' math skills. Mom and Dad just got home this evening, and now I have the weekend to study up for my finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho, I will be busy this weekend doing other things too. Tomorrow, me and Mom are going to the Vietnamese festival to make ballooons, so we're leaving at 8 and probly not getting home till 9 or 10, sigh. Hopefully I'll see Mushi on Sunday, but no promises...sigh. Anyhoo, I really need to go to bed, cuz I'm getting up at 6 tomorrow moring...no sleep in for me, wah. I just wanted to post to tell what's new here. Wish me luck on my exams, and yeh, I'll try to post sometime:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-5926685628607545752?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/5926685628607545752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=5926685628607545752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5926685628607545752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5926685628607545752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-semester.html' title='First semester'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TTpevI4P37I/AAAAAAAAB7I/srlleCEDRuo/s72-c/1162824882_1024x768_pretty-snow-covered-wooden-house-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-6996961828178005713</id><published>2011-01-17T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T14:15:37.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final week before exams!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yikes! Next week, exams officially start, tho today we did an essay in class that was part of our final exam, and tomorrow in drama I have my one-act-play which is my final exam. I'm really looking forward to the new semester, with new subjects and teachers. I'm a little nervous about exams, but not very. I mean, I can get 0% on all my final exams and still pass the courses...cool eh:). On Wednesday and Thursday of this week, in math we have our EQAO, which is 10% of our final mark....hopefully won't fail that...or any of my final exams...but hey, it's nice to have that gamble. Anyhoo, I have to find a costume for my play tomorrow....kinda nervous, but I feel prepared. I gotta go clean my room so that I can workout in a bit. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-6996961828178005713?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/6996961828178005713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=6996961828178005713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6996961828178005713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6996961828178005713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/01/final-week-before-exams.html' title='Final week before exams!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-3886438667528347157</id><published>2011-01-13T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T12:38:34.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sue!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TS9iYVEHbPI/AAAAAAAAB7A/wpJ_TZb7LNM/s1600/16.%2BJuly%2B20%252C%2B2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TS9iYVEHbPI/AAAAAAAAB7A/wpJ_TZb7LNM/s320/16.%2BJuly%2B20%252C%2B2007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561772234936642802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy birthday Sue! I know this is a really old picture, but you still look gorgeous. You're the greatest mother and sister ever and I hope that all your dreams come true this year! You deserve the very best, and I hope that's what you experience this year! I really hope I can see you soon, I miss you lots! I love you tons Sue and hope this birthday is such a great one for you:*!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-3886438667528347157?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/3886438667528347157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=3886438667528347157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3886438667528347157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3886438667528347157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-sue.html' title='Happy Birthday Sue!!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TS9iYVEHbPI/AAAAAAAAB7A/wpJ_TZb7LNM/s72-c/16.%2BJuly%2B20%252C%2B2007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-6799387794899879845</id><published>2011-01-10T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:43:00.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 2011.....so far:)</title><content type='html'>So, January is almost over...or not...whatever, and yeh, it's been alright so far. We have about 3 weeks left of school, Thursday we have our Philosophy cafe, the last major thing happening, besides exams...duh. Next week we begin our one act plays, and the week after that is exams for all subjects. So yeh, almost done the first semester, I'm glad. This semester has been great, learnt lots, made friends, ect, but classes are getting annoying and I wanna finish and move on. Anyhoo, I gotta go work on homework and a presentation I have tomorrow...yikes...laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-6799387794899879845?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/6799387794899879845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=6799387794899879845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6799387794899879845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6799387794899879845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-2011so-far.html' title='January 2011.....so far:)'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-3167239606883314789</id><published>2011-01-03T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T16:43:36.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school....or not.....</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day back at school. It really isn't that terrible...except for the finals coming up, assignments that are due this week, tests before we start studying for finals, and memorizing a one act play for my final exam in drama. Home work is something that I did not miss, but that I was already loaded with...sigh. Oh well, just 4 weeks then the start of a new semester...and the first week in a new semester is usually not that difficult....the teachers don't hate you yet:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-3167239606883314789?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/3167239606883314789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=3167239606883314789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3167239606883314789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3167239606883314789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-day-of-schoolor-not.html' title='First day of school....or not.....'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-8307701460431035360</id><published>2011-01-02T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T11:54:59.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years....sad school continuing!</title><content type='html'>Happy New Years! It's really exciting that 2011 is upon us, and yeh, I'm sure tons of new and grand things will happen. Something sad tho, is that school is continuing tomorrow....sigh. Winter vacation went by so fast...I'm just dreading waking at 7 tomorrow and having to go to school, and have HOMEWORK!!!! YIKES!!!! Not lovely. But whatever...the end of January is the end of semester 1, and then that means we're half done our school year...which is pretty grand. Anyhoo, I'm off to make sure I have all the things I need for school tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-8307701460431035360?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/8307701460431035360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=8307701460431035360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8307701460431035360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8307701460431035360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-yearssad-school-continuing.html' title='Happy New Years....sad school continuing!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-7095511018499854207</id><published>2010-12-30T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T22:34:25.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 2011....early...I know....</title><content type='html'>Woooooots! I can't believe that it's already 2011...almost! So many things happened this year: came back to Canada, started going to school, turned 18...lol, and some other things. I'm super excited about 2011 and I hope tons of awesome things happen. Hey, we only have 2 years left till the earth gets destroyed...so we should enjoy it, eh:P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-7095511018499854207?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/7095511018499854207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=7095511018499854207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7095511018499854207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7095511018499854207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-2011earlyi-know.html' title='HAPPY 2011....early...I know....'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-3997929270060079114</id><published>2010-12-27T15:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:59:12.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRknoB6ndEI/AAAAAAAAB64/8640mcz_enY/s1600/167327_1373791483409_1790481476_713309_4656582_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRkm_rYSIXI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/ObW1X0Zq6jk/s320/63266_1373783043198_1790481476_713287_4550041_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555514490756407666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRkm_DKSPaI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/Rdedz9m1R-0/s1600/39463_1373781283154_1790481476_713281_2800563_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRkm_DKSPaI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/Rdedz9m1R-0/s320/39463_1373781283154_1790481476_713281_2800563_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555514479960276386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRkm-Zn-60I/AAAAAAAAB4I/wYUkKAORVXc/s1600/36244_1373804243728_1790481476_713332_1046170_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRkm-Zn-60I/AAAAAAAAB4I/wYUkKAORVXc/s320/36244_1373804243728_1790481476_713332_1046170_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555514468810550082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRkm96QM3uI/AAAAAAAAB4A/c_DYutkb6Fc/s1600/36244_1373804203727_1790481476_713331_6078355_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRkm96QM3uI/AAAAAAAAB4A/c_DYutkb6Fc/s320/36244_1373804203727_1790481476_713331_6078355_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555514460389301986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRkm9nG7mhI/AAAAAAAAB34/9unoZhfi6yo/s1600/36244_1373804123725_1790481476_713329_7625343_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRkm9nG7mhI/AAAAAAAAB34/9unoZhfi6yo/s320/36244_1373804123725_1790481476_713329_7625343_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555514455250147858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas was grand. Mushi came Christmas Eve and we had snacks, opened presents, and SUE CALLED!! It was awesome! Then on Christmas Day we had dinner and I went back to Mushi's, cuz Walter was at his parents place this Christmas. It was fun, we chilled, went shopping boxing day and bought belly rings, at subs:), and just had a grand time. I got back this morning/afternoon and I did some school and watched a movie. It's nice and relaxing, but I really need to do some studying and working on assignments this week, cuz school starts Monday, and I don't wanna be totally swamped. Here are most of the pictures from Christmas Eve, we didn't take pictures Christmas day. The rest are on facebook, and if you don't have facebook than you have to be happy with these. Merry belated Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-3997929270060079114?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/3997929270060079114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=3997929270060079114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3997929270060079114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3997929270060079114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TRknoB6ndEI/AAAAAAAAB64/8640mcz_enY/s72-c/167327_1373791483409_1790481476_713309_4656582_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1758950863651500962</id><published>2010-12-24T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T10:56:57.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Eve!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay! December 24 has finally arrived. We're gonna be doing TONS of baking today, actually, my Mom started already since I just woke up around an hour ago. We're making Magic Zebra Bars, Chocolately Chocolate Chip Cookies, something else...lol, and then having chips, cheese, crackers, olives...yuck, pickles....yum:), juice, and some sort of alcohol which is a surprise. Yay! We're gonna take TONS of pictures today and tomorrow, so I'll upload them probly around Tuesday, when I wake out of my vacation stupor with time to post pictures then start celebrating New Years!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1758950863651500962?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1758950863651500962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1758950863651500962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1758950863651500962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1758950863651500962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-eve.html' title='Merry Christmas Eve!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-7950925224219297302</id><published>2010-12-23T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T08:43:51.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Christmas!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay! Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, presents!!! And then it's.....CHRISTMAS!!! I'm so happy to be in Canada this year, it's gonna be lots of fun. Mushi is coming tomorrow night, staying the night and Christmas day, and then I'm going back with here Christmas night. We're gonna take loads of pictures this Christmas, so sometime after Christmas, look out for a post overflowing with pictures. Anyhoo, I might post tomorrow or not, so anyhoo....Merry Christmas!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-7950925224219297302?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/7950925224219297302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=7950925224219297302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7950925224219297302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7950925224219297302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/12/almost-christmas.html' title='Almost Christmas!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-708954697876936195</id><published>2010-12-20T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T09:54:38.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days till Christmas!</title><content type='html'>So exciting! It's almost Christmas and then 2010 will be over, making the way for 2011. I love Christmas! With decorations, gifts piling under the tree, snow everywhere, freezing cold weather, no school:), who doesn't love this lovely time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was eating breakfast, and I looked at the clock and it was 11:35...normally at that time I'd be just starting 3rd period....it's GRAND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love Christmas music. Old songs by Dean Martin and Bing Crosby and Rod Stewart. Anyhoo, I'm watching the kids today so my parents can have their first day off together in awhile...yes I know...I'm a wonderful person. So, I'm off to check on the kiddies. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-708954697876936195?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/708954697876936195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=708954697876936195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/708954697876936195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/708954697876936195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/12/5-days-till-christmas.html' title='5 days till Christmas!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-227756840544872966</id><published>2010-12-17T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T04:58:42.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQtdcznn1lI/AAAAAAAAB3s/e_VXfktQGGQ/s1600/P1010070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQtdcznn1lI/AAAAAAAAB3s/e_VXfktQGGQ/s320/P1010070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551633715138385490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQtdchNpUHI/AAAAAAAAB3k/Oa388F9wei8/s1600/Dad%2Band%2BI2.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/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQtdchNpUHI/AAAAAAAAB3k/Oa388F9wei8/s320/Dad%2Band%2BI2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551633710197592178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy birthday to the greatest daddy I could wish for. I love you so much and I'm really glad to be back living with you guys. Thank you for everything you've done for me, and for just being a loving father to all of us. I hope this day and this year is full of awesome surprises and amazing things happen for you, because you deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-227756840544872966?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/227756840544872966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=227756840544872966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/227756840544872966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/227756840544872966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQtdcznn1lI/AAAAAAAAB3s/e_VXfktQGGQ/s72-c/P1010070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-39141412812779702</id><published>2010-12-16T12:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T12:51:03.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 16.</title><content type='html'>Ah, it's that lovely time of year again when we may waste our money on random and useless gifts, take part in drunken parties, and eat until we are sick....I LOVE IT! I'm super happy to be in Canada this Christmas, as I wasn't the last 2 years. I'm looking forward to a white Christmas, I'm enjoying the freezing weather, and it'll be lovely to exchange gifts with my siblings and parents. I have pretty much NO money, so I won't be able to buy friends presents, but I still love you even if you don't receive a gift from me:). Anyhoo, tomorrow is the last day of school before vacations, and I can't wait. Laters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-39141412812779702?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/39141412812779702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=39141412812779702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/39141412812779702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/39141412812779702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/12/december-16.html' title='December 16.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1185313236207076311</id><published>2010-12-13T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T13:33:52.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Michelle!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQaQtpDd1UI/AAAAAAAAB3c/BM6IyHdr6CY/s1600/Mushi%2Band%2BWalter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQaQtpDd1UI/AAAAAAAAB3c/BM6IyHdr6CY/s320/Mushi%2Band%2BWalter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550282704569619778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQaQtEYq9zI/AAAAAAAAB3U/AsJd8JVMsh0/s1600/Devoted%2BSisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQaQtEYq9zI/AAAAAAAAB3U/AsJd8JVMsh0/s320/Devoted%2BSisters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550282694726448946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Hun!!! I love you so much and really hope that this year is full of fun and awesome things for you! You're the greatest big sister I could ever hope to have, and I can't wait till I'm old enough to go clubbing with you. You're gorgeous and I'd never change anything about you. I hope this year you find what you really want and have a very fun time doing just that. I'll see you soon to give you your birthday present...have a lovely day hun:*!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1185313236207076311?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1185313236207076311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1185313236207076311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1185313236207076311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1185313236207076311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-michelle.html' title='Happy Birthday Michelle!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQaQtpDd1UI/AAAAAAAAB3c/BM6IyHdr6CY/s72-c/Mushi%2Band%2BWalter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2289694509626519316</id><published>2010-12-12T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T12:07:04.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Chris!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQUqWtSWcMI/AAAAAAAAB3M/lA5NsPRYzbU/s1600/156108_10150105151866224_652436223_7766738_6239223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQUqWtSWcMI/AAAAAAAAB3M/lA5NsPRYzbU/s320/156108_10150105151866224_652436223_7766738_6239223_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549888685406056642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQUqWT1E6vI/AAAAAAAAB3E/ac7sLtUDYIQ/s1600/156686_10150105152096224_652436223_7766746_716936_n.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/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQUqWT1E6vI/AAAAAAAAB3E/ac7sLtUDYIQ/s320/156686_10150105152096224_652436223_7766746_716936_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549888678572387058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQUqWOjJ25I/AAAAAAAAB28/pQ_NZ5vMQV4/s1600/100_4658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQUqWOjJ25I/AAAAAAAAB28/pQ_NZ5vMQV4/s320/100_4658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549888677155036050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Chris! I really hope this year is full of wonderfully grand things happening for you. You're a really good dad, husband, and brother and you only deserve the very best this year. Thanks so much for everything you've done for me, being there when I needed you:). I love you so much and I can't wait for you to come back to Canada:).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2289694509626519316?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2289694509626519316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2289694509626519316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2289694509626519316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2289694509626519316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-chris.html' title='Happy Birthday Chris!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TQUqWtSWcMI/AAAAAAAAB3M/lA5NsPRYzbU/s72-c/156108_10150105151866224_652436223_7766738_6239223_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4485032466203541040</id><published>2010-12-03T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T16:04:17.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy idea!!!</title><content type='html'>I have this desire to write a novella. It's like a novel, but shorter...like a long short story. I know it sounds kinda unrealistic, however, I love reading! And I actually love writing, when it's something that I want to write about (not a research paper, or an essay about something that I have absolutely no interest in), and I think it'd be AWESOME so write something that people like, and be able to say that I wrote it. Anyhoo, I think I'll start something...no promising that I"ll EVER finish it, always been one to start stories and then get new ideas half way through, but yeh, I hope that this time I do it, cuz it actually sounds interesting:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4485032466203541040?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4485032466203541040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4485032466203541040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4485032466203541040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4485032466203541040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/12/crazy-idea.html' title='Crazy idea!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2387507821781183572</id><published>2010-11-29T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T13:02:32.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like posting...so I shall.</title><content type='html'>Hello:). I just felt like posting because I actually like to think that people read this terrid blog. Heehee, wishful thinking, yo se.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Something that I really miss about this time in Mexico is NO SCHOOL!!!! We'd stop school at the beginning of December, and do dancing shows. I also really miss dancing shows:(. I enjoy dancing and it was actually sorta fun (when the shoes weren't too small and killing my poor, huge feet; when the costumes fit well and looked good and were comfortable for dancing; and, when it wasn't sooooo freezing cold that we died). I miss getting together and practicing and when me, Tete, and Julie would dancing for over an hour straight for exercise. Sigh, the fun days. Of course, with school and everything happening with me this year, having a dance troupe is quite random and impossible, but hey, I miss dancing with you girlies. Of course, we'd always get off track and have the adults yelling at us about how are dances were too "sexy"...hey, can we help our sexiness?....heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I also miss going fundraising on freeday and making money. Honesty, raising money in Canada is difficult, plus with school, I spend my ENTIRE freeday doing homework and completing assignments so I can be up to date for Mondays. I miss going with Julie...."Hola, me nombre es Mariana, y ella es Julie. Somos misioneras parte el groupo La Familia Internacional. Y, nosotros aki ahora porqua tiene los discos de musica. Es un donacion de cien pesos. Y, tiene ravistas. Ellos son muy bonita y es un donacion de diez pesos. Muchas gracias." Heehee, my Spanish skills have totally died since I've come back to Canada, but I do have a Spanish class next semester, so hopefully I'll gain those skills back (I never spoke very well, so hey, can't be too hard:P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anyhoo, I'm off to do some homework and then workout. I'll try to post sometime with pictures, tho don't count on it. Laters!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2387507821781183572?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2387507821781183572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2387507821781183572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2387507821781183572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2387507821781183572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-feel-like-postingso-i-shall.html' title='I feel like posting...so I shall.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1238375244750781286</id><published>2010-11-27T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T15:53:07.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>See how they grow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TPGZUatHpmI/AAAAAAAAB20/fCgoNEO1HV8/s1600/29.%2BJuly%2B20%252C%2B2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TPGZUatHpmI/AAAAAAAAB20/fCgoNEO1HV8/s320/29.%2BJuly%2B20%252C%2B2007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544381192314791522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awe! I was thinking about my nephew Ryan today. I really miss you Ryan! I can't believe that you're 10!!! I remember when we woke up, the morning you were born, and heard that Sue had gone to the hospital, but would be home shortly, we all dressed up. I put a dress on, and we all waited by the door. You were so adorable and cute. And look at you now, 10!! Wow! I can't wait to see you again, it's been a really long time. Be good for Mommy, ok. And don't grow up too fast, being old is no fun:). Take care of your sisters and brother. I love you hun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1238375244750781286?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1238375244750781286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1238375244750781286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1238375244750781286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1238375244750781286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/see-how-they-grow.html' title='See how they grow.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TPGZUatHpmI/AAAAAAAAB20/fCgoNEO1HV8/s72-c/29.%2BJuly%2B20%252C%2B2007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-646657883111298078</id><published>2010-11-25T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:15:56.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...sickness...</title><content type='html'>So, I've been sick the past 2 days. I went to school yesterday and felt horridly sick ALL day long. Finally, after cooking dinner, I went to bed at 7:45...frighteningly early...I know. Then, I woke up this morning and felt so horrid, I just told Mom that I wasn't going to school. I went back to sleep, woke up at 3:00 this afternoon, and despite my 18 hours of sleep, I still felt sick, headachy, and horrid!! AH!!! But yeh, I hate skipping school, so no matter what, I'm going to school tomorrow. But, I hope I'm better, cuz I'm going to Mushi's tomorrow night...gonna chill and yeh, have fun. So, I thought I'd tell you all about my sickness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-646657883111298078?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/646657883111298078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=646657883111298078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/646657883111298078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/646657883111298078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/sickness.html' title='...sickness...'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1654117201078448518</id><published>2010-11-23T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T13:04:47.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Celeste!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, my annoying little sister is 14 already! I hope you have a great year Celeste, and that lots of fun and exciting things happen for you. I know I usually ignore you, but I do love you. You're very cute and pretty and I'm sure that all sorts of new things will happen this year. You deserve the very best, and I hope you get it. I hope you had a great day and that your friends decorated your locker (tho if they didn't, can't say I didn't tell you so). Anyhoo, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TOwr4TqEVKI/AAAAAAAAB2k/xbwlagj3cSE/s1600/Celeste%2Band%2BI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TOwr4TqEVKI/AAAAAAAAB2k/xbwlagj3cSE/s320/Celeste%2Band%2BI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542853487735624866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TOwr5YRdgcI/AAAAAAAAB2s/eOYwXM40okM/s1600/MA%2BCamera%2B007.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/_ofSsXCHiywU/TOwr5YRdgcI/AAAAAAAAB2s/eOYwXM40okM/s320/MA%2BCamera%2B007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542853506154463682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1654117201078448518?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1654117201078448518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1654117201078448518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1654117201078448518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1654117201078448518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-celeste.html' title='Happy Birthday Celeste!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TOwr4TqEVKI/AAAAAAAAB2k/xbwlagj3cSE/s72-c/Celeste%2Band%2BI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1641240771316222078</id><published>2010-11-21T16:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T16:20:51.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is there school on the weekend???</title><content type='html'>Well, my weekend was alright, but it was very much intertwined with school and studying. I stayed at school really late on Friday, cuz we had to decorate the classroom and set up for our wedding presentation tomorrow. Then, yesterday I had tons of studying to do, cuz I have a test tomorrow, wedding presenation, and I had to prepare things for it, and then I have a research proposal due Tuesday and a research paper due Thursday. So, we went shopping yesterday cuz me and Celeste both needed winter jackets. It was fun actually because we got lovely jackets, plus some jeans and pretty shirts. But I still had tons of school...ah!! Then, when we got home I did some school, but Mushi and Walter soon came for Andre's birthday "party" and I wasn't gonna do school while they were here. They left late and I didn't do school after they left. However, today was spent doing any and all assignments, studying, and homework that I had to do. I spent over 4 hours...and I think I"m done now tho:D. But, since tomorrow is the wedding, we're meeting up at school at 7:30 to practice, and take care of last minute things...that means that I have to wake up at 6 instead of 7...ah!!! But I'm very much looking forward to coming home after school before dark, and having a relaxing weekend next and not having to worry about Ancient Greek weddings...ah...but...now I"m gonna clean the room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1641240771316222078?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1641240771316222078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1641240771316222078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1641240771316222078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1641240771316222078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-is-there-school-on-weekend.html' title='Why is there school on the weekend???'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-8632062879496362206</id><published>2010-11-20T22:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T22:28:49.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Andre!!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Andre! Big 25!! I hope you have a grand year with lots of fun and exciting things happening for you. I love you...even tho you annoy me sometimes and I'm not very nice to you...and I hope that you have a great year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TOi7du8WD1I/AAAAAAAAB2c/LikbqlAWZbU/s1600/Mar9_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TOi7du8WD1I/AAAAAAAAB2c/LikbqlAWZbU/s320/Mar9_5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541885460971130706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TOi7dK6XHEI/AAAAAAAAB2U/59j9icW3vAU/s1600/Mar9_28J.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TOi7dK6XHEI/AAAAAAAAB2U/59j9icW3vAU/s320/Mar9_28J.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541885451299134530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-8632062879496362206?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/8632062879496362206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=8632062879496362206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8632062879496362206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8632062879496362206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-andre.html' title='Happy Birthday Andre!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TOi7du8WD1I/AAAAAAAAB2c/LikbqlAWZbU/s72-c/Mar9_5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2448183548429307198</id><published>2010-11-17T13:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T13:35:52.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings are tedious when one is planning it.</title><content type='html'>My, it's been awhile since my last post. I've been so very busy with homework, assignments, workout, and me time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Right now, the assignment/performance that I'm working on the most is this wedding thingie that's happening on Monday, November 22. Our family studies class was divided into 7 groups, and the group I'm in is doing the Ancient Greek wedding. It's lots of work. We have to have costumes, dialogue, food, decorations, props, and a whole lot of other rubbish. So yeh, I've been staying after school to get together with my group and go over stuff. Thank god our wedding is on Monday, that way it can be over and done with...YIPPEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Another huge thing is Philosophy. My goodness, it's a whole lot of work and every class I go in sorta scared...wondering what Mr.Izumi will dump on us. Bad perspective...I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In drama, since we mastered (some of us, some failed) monologues with our onesies, we now get to do scenes with another person. We probably start performing tomorrow, tho it might be postponed till Friday, depending on the mood of our teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In math, sigh, we're learning some randomness. It's getting quite difficult, but yeh. We have a math test tomorrow, so hopefully I won't totally crash and burn....fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's about all that I've been up with, besides trying to workout. I'm trying this new "diet". I have breakfast, and then for lunch I have a 1-piece-of-bread sandwhich, which all the toppings but half the bread, and then for dinner I"m limiting my starch. Like, if it's spaghetti or tuna casserole, or hamburgers, then I'll eat a little starch. If it's rice or something, then none. So yeh, I'm really trying to lose weight and hopefully it's paying off. Anyhoo, gotta check some school thingies and then do workout. I'll be posting soon cuz Saturday is Andre's birthday and Tuesday's Celestes, so yeh. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2448183548429307198?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2448183548429307198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2448183548429307198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2448183548429307198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2448183548429307198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/weddings-are-tedious-when-one-is.html' title='Weddings are tedious when one is planning it.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4878719070431214539</id><published>2010-11-10T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T15:17:27.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novemeber 2010....the beginning:)</title><content type='html'>Sigh, I can't believe it's already midsemester and 10 days into November. Wow...time actually goes pretty fast when you look back. Life is alright...being having some unhealthy desires for an 18 year old...oh well...I've never had really good desires anyhoo:P. School is going alright. Things can get quite difficult...I just want this semester to be over and then next semester than summer...then another semester...sigh. In drama now we're doing scenes. So I have to memorize my part in this scene, and then another girl memorizes her part, then we perform together. It's actually quite fun. I mean, it's working with someone...so it's funner and also funnier. Yay:P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been difficult keeping up with my workout. I mean, I think I do pretty good...usually workout 5 times a week...but it's supposed to be 6...so I've been slacking. I hope I'm losing weight. I really want Christmas to come but I'm scared of going crazy and eating everything and just not working out. 2 weeks of no workout plus the amount of food....yikes....nightmare time. Anyhoo, I hope I'm good and able to control myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, still trying to get a job. I applied at the Dollarama but nothing happening. I really want to get a job before Christmas because then I'll have money to buy presents and drink:). Sigh, I should go and reapply at tons of places again. Part of me is glad that I'm not finding anything, because if I get a job my homework would be during any free time I might have, plus, getting home late and doing homework...might get in the way of my workout...and I really don't want that. Sigh. Anyhoo, hopefully I'll find something and find out what a really stressed out and stuffed life is:). I gotta run, cooking dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4878719070431214539?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4878719070431214539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4878719070431214539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4878719070431214539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4878719070431214539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/novemeber-2010the-beginning.html' title='Novemeber 2010....the beginning:)'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-5111232154801668685</id><published>2010-11-05T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T12:39:59.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank-you.</title><content type='html'>Before I say thankyou, I'd like to tell you a little bit about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little after my 14th birthday, I started looking in the mirror and realizing how fat I was. I'd look and hate the way my body was. I'd look and hate the way that I could never say no to that piece of cake or that sandwhich, and how I could never muster of the bit of endurance it took to do a workout. I'd look in the mirror and wish I could be pretty and thin like all my other friends. I'd wish that somebody would look at me with maybe a little desire, and not just shrug me off as my sister's fat little sister. As I got a bit older, around 15, I started working out. I did some crazy diets where I'd only eat lettuce. That didn't lost too long, but still. I'd try to workout, but my laziness and lack of seeable results made my workouts quite irregular. I was the fattest of my friends and felt like shit all the time. When I turned 16, I started being more faithful. Then, when I moved to Mexico, I stopped workingout for awhile. Then I started again...but I would always eat too much and snack too often. Around January 2010, I moved back to Canada and began to try to workout from 5-6 times a week. I've actually been quite faithful...and I've also been more faithful with my meals...and said no to things that I wanted but knew I shouldn't have. Even now, although I exercise and people tell me I'm losing weight, I still look in the mirror critically and take my body apart. I look at every little flaw and make myself feel horrid. I'm actually working on it, trying to tell myself that I am pretty and I am losing weight and I am making progress...it's been hard, but I think that I'm started to not hate myself, but see good things in myself, few tho there may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that brings me to my appreciate of you. Thank you so much for tearing down all that I've been working to hard to do. Thank you, because in those words you said, you succeeded in making me feel worthless and tiny all over again. And I'm sorry that this time I won't laugh along and call myself fat, because I know that even tho I"m not the prettiest or thinnest girl, I'm not that ugly or that fat, and I still have some good qualities. I know that even tho at the moment I feel horrible, because it's one thing to call yourself fat, but when somebody else does, it makes it even more true, I'll make it through yet another battle with myself. I thought that you were nice, I thought that maybe you wouldn't be another guy to call me fat, in front of other people, but nah, I'm dissapointed. I guess you never had to know what it feels like to look in the mirror and hate yourself. To hate your body and how it has to hold on to everything you eat while your friends can eat whatever they want and still stay thin. You have no fucking clue what girls that are called fat feel like. How shitty and horrible it is to look in the mirror and say, "It's not only me that thinks I'm fat...it's the public opinion." Thank you so much for making me want to cry and for not even caring enough to apologize...it wouldn't have done anything...but you didn't know that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-5111232154801668685?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/5111232154801668685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=5111232154801668685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5111232154801668685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5111232154801668685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank-you.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-6963928546758972894</id><published>2010-11-02T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T14:55:48.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random musings!</title><content type='html'>Sigh! I realized today that there is no such thing as a "wonderful" or "grand" school day. I mean, unless you meet Johnny Depp at school and do dirty things together, then it probly was just an average day. SSDD! Whenever I get home from school and someone asks, "How was school?" I'm not depressed, emo, or being rude when I say, "Fine." Because, school is fine. Well, it can be fine or total rubbish. The question should be, "Did school suck?" or "Did you learn something today." Because you can say no or yes to both of those...and not be frowned upon when you say, "whatever".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we started the drama auditions. We all dressed up and whatever. It was super nerve wracking, cuz we had no idea who would go next, ect. I wanted to go today, because that means that, since I didn't go today, tomorrow will be stressing and I'll have to bring my costume...I can't just relax and laugh at everyone. Oh well. And, once again, in Family Studies, my chapter presentation was postponed to tomorrow. We started on Thursday, and only one of us girls got to go, cuz there was so much discussion. Then Friday and Monday Mr. Lavezzari was gone, so today we continued, but we were only able to do 2 other girl's and now there's only me left. Sigh, that means I, once again, have to rush to class, and set up the puter and projector, and sigh, be all nervous again. I know it's dumb, but I"m still nervous presenting or talking in front of the class. I'm just super not used to the attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'd better go workout before I get too lazy. My head really hurts so I should start, or else I'll just skip...and that's not allowed. Anyhoo....laters!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-6963928546758972894?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/6963928546758972894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=6963928546758972894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6963928546758972894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6963928546758972894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/random-musings.html' title='Random musings!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4943188138536743838</id><published>2010-11-01T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T15:48:36.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday November the First!!!</title><content type='html'>Ah! Yay, Monday is done. Monday is always the worst day of the week, just cuz you're still in the weekend schedule and waking up early is quite annoying. However, today was the best Monday I've had in awhile...except for Thanksgiving, cuz that was a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started off horridly. I slept very badly lastnight, took like 4 hours to fall asleep, and then I don't think I was ever sound asleep. However, I got up before 7 and I always like doing that, cuz it gives me more time in the morning and I don't feeel so rushed. I walked to school, and math wasn't that hard, and I didn't need to bring my textbook home with me...thank god, it's so heavy. Then we had a supply teacher for second period, so I did most of my math homework, which gave me more time when I got home for my other homework. Then in drama I practiced my monologues. I absolutely love the feeling of having 2 monologues memorized...tho I am scared about tomorrow...the auditions, I really don't wanna start. Then I had lunch with Tia and Katerina, some girlies at school, that was fun. My last period was philosophy and it was nice. I was really happy, probly a sugar high from all the candy and chocolate I ate during all my previous periods. The things we did helped me to ingrain all these things more firmly in my head. When I got home, I finished my math homework, my philosophy homework, and worked on my theatrical resume, which I have to bring tomorrow for the auditions. Then I did workout...Cardio Power and Resistance. It was grand. I think I really pushed myself. And now it's only 7 and I have time to do the rest of my homework and assignments and go to bed at a reasonable hour. The worst thing that happened today is that I thought this Friday was a PA day, when it's actually next Friday. Oh well, I know I'll really enjoy it next Friday...you always enjoy things the most when you have to work or wait for it. OH!!! A week or something ago, as a philosophy unit 1 final subtask, we had to write personal reflections, and I did really good. I got it back today and I was so happy!!!!!! That actually made my day...that and my grand workout. Anyhoo, I gotta go shower!!!! Laters!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4943188138536743838?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4943188138536743838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4943188138536743838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4943188138536743838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4943188138536743838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-monday-november-first.html' title='Happy Monday November the First!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-3452398498002142974</id><published>2010-10-28T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T15:38:46.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief!</title><content type='html'>Woooots! Thursday is pretty much done which leaves Friday and then WEEEEEEKEEEEEND! It's just so wonderful. I can't wait to sleep all day...which I never actually do but it's fun to have the option. This was my first/second week of beginning the Insanity Program. I didn't workout yesterday but I substituted my workout with 2 hours of extra walking, so I think that's good. It's difficult, so that's nice. I thot for a moment that it would be so easy I'd get out of shape more just cuz it was too easy...not a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'm off to dinner. I"ll try to post about the grand weekend I'll be having. Laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-3452398498002142974?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/3452398498002142974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=3452398498002142974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3452398498002142974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3452398498002142974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/10/relief.html' title='Relief!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4470532785751829905</id><published>2010-10-25T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T16:02:03.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity Program-Part 2</title><content type='html'>Well, today was the first day of my Insanity Program...second time around. I did the Fit Test, cuz that's the first workout of the program. Here are my numbers(in the brackets are my best from previous times):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switch Kicks-62 (60)&lt;br /&gt;Power Jacks-64 (64)&lt;br /&gt;Power Knees-110 (109)&lt;br /&gt;Power Jumps-30 (32)&lt;br /&gt;Globe Jumps-12 (11)&lt;br /&gt;Suicide Jumps-21 (19)&lt;br /&gt;Push-Up Jacks-24 (20)&lt;br /&gt;Low Plank Oblique-35 (32)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, glad to say, I did better in some things, and not in some others. I'm really excited about this second time of doing Insanity, cuz if I can do as good as I did the first time, I was really glad with my results. Anyhoo, wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4470532785751829905?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4470532785751829905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4470532785751829905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4470532785751829905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4470532785751829905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/10/insanity-program-part-2.html' title='Insanity Program-Part 2'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1588743182068046666</id><published>2010-10-25T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T12:52:08.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Julie!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TMXfWm1OSxI/AAAAAAAAB2I/YHGn996AzS0/s1600/Julie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TMXfWm1OSxI/AAAAAAAAB2I/YHGn996AzS0/s320/Julie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532073296768420626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TMXfWfN1IAI/AAAAAAAAB2A/6ZWtC5e_Yc0/s1600/Julie+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TMXfWfN1IAI/AAAAAAAAB2A/6ZWtC5e_Yc0/s320/Julie+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532073294724145154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday love! Wow! Sixteen already...you're such a lady:). Hope this year is full of joyeousness for you and that you have tons of fun! You've always been a grand friend to me and hung out with me when Lesty would desert me for David(very often). I've always loved hanging out with you cuz you're so fun to talk to and you love food almost as much as me and you're a workout freak too:). You'd better come see me or invite me over, so that I can love you for you birthday;;). Have fun hun, and be good and stay one of the most prettiest asian girlies I know:). I love you:*:*:*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1588743182068046666?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1588743182068046666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1588743182068046666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1588743182068046666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1588743182068046666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-julie.html' title='Happy Birthday Julie!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TMXfWm1OSxI/AAAAAAAAB2I/YHGn996AzS0/s72-c/Julie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-449051321612147920</id><published>2010-10-21T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T14:57:23.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not happy.</title><content type='html'>I'm really disappointed with myself right now. It's only been a month since I finished my Insanity Program, and already I can barely complete a week for workout. I just can't focus, and while working out I blank out and just stop...sometimes without realizing it. And so I've come to the conclusion that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loser! And in order for me to be healthy and have daily exercise, I need to start Insanity again. I just...I don't know...have an extremely difficult time working out unless I have a program that I MUST stick to...and that's what Insanity is. So, starting next Monday, I'm going to start at the very beginning and slowly work my way back to where I was a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy that I made this decision. Course I don't want to have to start the program all over again, it was a LOT of work...no overstatement! However, I realize that I need a strict and difficult program in order to progress...or else I'll just self distruct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, on to bigger and better things than my total lack of self-discipline, I have tomorrow off school!!!!! It's a PA day!!! So yeh, I'ma work on my loads of homework and assignments, and sleep in! Woots! Well, I"ma run shower! Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-449051321612147920?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/449051321612147920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=449051321612147920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/449051321612147920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/449051321612147920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-happy.html' title='Not happy.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2547170947738166853</id><published>2010-10-20T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T14:52:10.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness!!</title><content type='html'>Ah. I had a really fun weekend:)...I know a bit late to post about it...but I will anyhoo:). I went to Tessie's and Sue, Andrew, Tessie, Dre, Chris and some other people were there. We chilled and did random rubbish...it was fun tho. Then Sunday we went out and Dre bought us hamburgers for brunch...they were yummy. We walked around and did absolutely nothing. When we got back, we hung out and then Amy came over and took me out for coffee and food:). After some fun, I took a bus to Mushi's. She's back at Walter's....we miss you:). Anyhoo, we chilled and I ate lots of their candy and chocolate:)...and then Walter drove me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick this entire week. I felt myself getting sick at the end of last week, but this week it's really been obvious that I'm sick. I have a horrid cold, and I think I had a fever a bit yesterday and this morning. I hate being sick. Watery eyes, runny nose, that feeling of being very hot and then cold...sigh...it sucks. Thank God Friday is a P.D. day so there's no school for me!!! I'm gonna make sure I get lots of rest so I can get all better. I loath being sick. Anyhoo, I'm on dinner, so I need to stop slacking off and help Andre or do some school. Laters!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2547170947738166853?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2547170947738166853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2547170947738166853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2547170947738166853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2547170947738166853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/10/sickness.html' title='Sickness!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-8047204498504282479</id><published>2010-10-13T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T13:04:32.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Thanksgiving! 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I have to write a movie review, I already chose the movie awhile ago, and I have to write all the points it relates to philosophy AND it has to be 10 pages double spaced. I'm clueless about what to do. I started it, only wrote 2 1/2 pages....eeeeeek. I hate huge assigments due right after the weekend, that means I'm gonna spend all weekend and thanksgiving freaking out about it and stressing over it. Ugh. I spent 2 hours this morning working on it, and that's all I came up with. I'm probly gonna fail, sucks, cuz I'll probly fail all my other subjects too. Sigh, oh well, that's what I get for trying to get an education.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-705533827949563849?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/705533827949563849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=705533827949563849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/705533827949563849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/705533827949563849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/10/schoolsigh.html' title='School.....sigh.....'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1899311611970061130</id><published>2010-10-06T15:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T15:27:42.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>I was thinking today, why do I workout? I used to think that I love workout, but that was just a part of me that was trying to justify working out when it really doesn't need any justification. I HATE WORKINGOUT! That's right. Everytime I look at the clock and realize that I need to workout, I dread it. And during the entire workout, it takes everything to focus on killing myself physically, rather then drop on the floor and take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;    That's not to say that I don't like the feeling of having done workout, but that's only after it's over and I've forced myself through the workout. I was thinking, there are 3 main reasons I workout, enjoyment being number 100!!! Firstly, because I want to lose weight and I can't lose lots of weight and get a nice body by just starving myself...besides the fact that I love food more than I hate working out. Second, I know it's good for me. Anybody who wants to be healthy, should exercise. It doesn't have to be major dying-the-entire-time workout, but it should be something that gets the heart pumping. Third, I love the feeling of having worked out. That unbeatable feeling that says, "I made it and kicked my ass!" It's just grand.&lt;br /&gt;    Maybe some people truely love working out. And the entire time they're dying they enjoy it. Good for those people. But for me, every single day is a whole new battle. Everyday I go through the same fight with myself, and finally force myself to workout. That's all to say that not wanting to workout is no damn excuse. If you need to, you need to. I wish that wasn't true:(. I'm finishing cooking dinner and then I have to workout. It's the last thing I want to do. I just wanna eat dinner then go to bed, I'm so tired. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;    So, I don't care if you don't want to, put those strechpants on and do a damn workout!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1899311611970061130?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1899311611970061130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1899311611970061130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1899311611970061130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1899311611970061130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/10/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-670162196139026375</id><published>2010-10-01T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T15:36:16.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity Fit Test.</title><content type='html'>Just finished the Insanity Fit Test. It's been awhile since I've done it....a month actually. I'ma post the results and then beside I'm post what I did the first time I did this workout. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Switch Kicks-60 (started with 52)&lt;br /&gt;2) Power Jacks-64 (started with 55)&lt;br /&gt;3) Power Knees-109 (started with 90)&lt;br /&gt;4) Power Jumps-32 (started with 31)&lt;br /&gt;5) Globe Jumps-11 (started with 9)&lt;br /&gt;6) Suicide Jumps-19 (started with 15)&lt;br /&gt;7) Push-Up Jacks-30 (started with 15...doubled!!!)&lt;br /&gt;8) Low Plank Oblique-32 (started with 27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the progress I've made. Not that that much, but I have noticed that my cardio has improved, I can actually do toe pushups, and I can do better and more squats and jumping stuff....anyhoo, I'ma go shower. Catchya on the flipside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-670162196139026375?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/670162196139026375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=670162196139026375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/670162196139026375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/670162196139026375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/10/insanity-fit-test.html' title='Insanity Fit Test.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-3285390922036950439</id><published>2010-10-01T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T05:03:18.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Gonna Miss You!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNxsi6b0I/AAAAAAAABu4/_4LmKo5aNyk/s1600/63540_485707141223_652436223_7217654_6046522_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNxsi6b0I/AAAAAAAABu4/_4LmKo5aNyk/s320/63540_485707141223_652436223_7217654_6046522_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523046771694661442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNxKPwpqI/AAAAAAAABuw/aUQU4BaToa8/s1600/63027_1187696508119_1699523315_354295_6652471_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNxKPwpqI/AAAAAAAABuw/aUQU4BaToa8/s320/63027_1187696508119_1699523315_354295_6652471_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523046762487522978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNwiwCjaI/AAAAAAAABuo/I21oCI9MJ9Q/s1600/61501_487419691223_652436223_7250245_6736893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNwiwCjaI/AAAAAAAABuo/I21oCI9MJ9Q/s320/61501_487419691223_652436223_7250245_6736893_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523046751885495714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNwCzoz-I/AAAAAAAABug/3TLBM6Frc0o/s1600/60022_484228501223_652436223_7179610_5525059_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNwCzoz-I/AAAAAAAABug/3TLBM6Frc0o/s320/60022_484228501223_652436223_7179610_5525059_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523046743310651362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNv69RCUI/AAAAAAAABuY/VsncRWRv2T4/s1600/59091_484228391223_652436223_7179602_239556_n.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/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNv69RCUI/AAAAAAAABuY/VsncRWRv2T4/s320/59091_484228391223_652436223_7179602_239556_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523046741203552578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awe. Chris, Tete, and Rylie left yesterday morning. Gonna really miss you guys. Hope you get to Tampico safetly and have a nice relaxing trip. I'm going to miss holding Rylie and singing to her, cuz I'd enthrall her with my beautiful voice. Anyhoo, have a grand trip and have fun in Mexico. Cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-3285390922036950439?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/3285390922036950439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=3285390922036950439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3285390922036950439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3285390922036950439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-gonna-miss-you.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna Miss You!!!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TKXNxsi6b0I/AAAAAAAABu4/_4LmKo5aNyk/s72-c/63540_485707141223_652436223_7217654_6046522_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-539944027036033765</id><published>2010-09-29T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T22:51:20.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homework....assignments....sigh....</title><content type='html'>OMG! The amout of homework us poor students get is terrible. I have so many assignments and papers due, it's horrid. I'm up late cuz I had to finished this thing that was due tomorrow. I finished it, thank god, but hopefully the teacher won't notice the mistake I made, not so much a mistake, as lack of information because I didn't think to get that information...oh well, sigh. Besides school, nothing is really going on in my life at this moment. I've been trying to be faithful with my workouts. It's funny how since the Insanity Program is over, my body keeps trying to convince me that I can skip a day. Because since I don't have an exact day-to-day program, it doesn't matter if I slack off. Oh, today at school was this Terry Fox thingie. We all had to give $2 and then everybody had to walk around this makeshift track for 1 hour. Since my Period 1 class is grade 9, and the graders 9 and 10 went then, I walked for an hour. And then after that, 11 and 12 graders walked, so I walked again. I didn't have to, but I like walking, and plus I was talking with a friend...which is much funner than school. Then, when I got home, I did Jayne Poteet, and now my butt and legs are all sored...YAY! I really need to buy weights, cuz I was borrowing Tete's, but since they're leaving tomorrow...WAAAAAHHHHHH...I won't have any. Well, that's all I'ma say tonight. I'm falling asleep while typing this. I'll post tomorrow to tell Chris and Tete and Rylie how much I miss them. Nighty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-539944027036033765?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/539944027036033765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=539944027036033765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/539944027036033765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/539944027036033765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/homeworkassignmentssigh.html' title='Homework....assignments....sigh....'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4228647952372880449</id><published>2010-09-25T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T16:43:49.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINISHED!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG!! I can't believe that the last 9 weeks have gone by so fast. Well, not really....but still. I remember when I first got the Insanity Program from Rosa, and I wanted to do the whole thing, but I had no faith in myself. I was like, "I'll try but I'll probly fail...it's me we're talking about." And now, here I am, did pretty much every workout, I skipped a few cuz of sickness and stuff, but seriously, I'm really proud of myself. Now I'll have no idea what workouts to do, since I won't have a schedule:P. Nah, I'll still do some Insanity, but I'll also mix it up with Pump It Up, Tae Bo, and The Firm....OMG!!! I can't wait to do Pump It Up....it's been so long. Anyhoo, to celebrate my completion, I'ma make some upsidedown pineapple cake and we're gonna have some ice cream....I'll let everyone benefit from my hard work:P. Anyhoo, I'ma go shower and bake so I can eat dinner, I'm starved. Wooooots! I'm done!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh, I went shopping today with my Mom and Celeste, and I got this cute sweater/jacket thingie with a matching scarf, and Celeste got this super cute outfit with a scarf on the side, and my Mom also got this really pretty pink scarf. And I found some lovely boots but they didn't have my size, so my Mom phoned around and found a store that had them in my size (I won't tell you what size that is, cuz then you'll laugh:P), and so hopefully tomorrow we'll go get them...then on Monday I'll look so cool:P....joke....laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4228647952372880449?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4228647952372880449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4228647952372880449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4228647952372880449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4228647952372880449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/finished.html' title='FINISHED!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-3367520055742639279</id><published>2010-09-21T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T17:49:10.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm....</title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to post about whatever I've been doing recently, I've just been so busy, it always comes to mind when I'm running out the door to school, or just closed my puter and am climbing into bed...sigh...so forgetful. But now I decided that I'd just post and get it over and done with, at least for now. About the Staples job, I called yesterday, and they said that I wasn't good enough for them and if something opened up that I qualified for, then they'd call me...sureeee. But whatever, I dropped my resume at Blockbuster and Shoppers Drug Mart, so hopefully in a week...or a few days, one or both will call me and say they love me long time...or at least would like to hire me...whatever. School's alright. I have so many writing assignments it's so exhausting, and knowing that it's not my Mother or Auntie Cherish grading me, I have to work that much harder. Oh well, I'm sure I'll pass. Workouts been so much work recently. I sprained my toe last week, so for a few days I couldn't workout, cuz it was all swollen up and walking was a pain. Then yesterday I had a horrid headache, so I did Insane Abs, which is hard, but not a hard as an actual workout. Then today I decided that I NEEDED to do an actual workout, or else I'd stay fat forever, so I did Max Cardio Conditioning. It was really difficult, but It felt so good. Working out when I get home from school is so annoying, cuz I have lots of homework, I'm tired and wanna lie down, I'm on dinner, and then I probly have some other pressing matter, like I'm starving. But I'm trying, and I usually do end up working out, so I'm glad for that. Anyhoo, I have tons of things to do tonight: gotta fold clothes, clean the bathroom, shower, do 2 writing assignments, and study for my math test tomorrow...sigh. Nightys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh, Mushi is living with us now. Don't know how long but for a few weeks or something. It's wonderful having you here Mushi! I love you lots! Although, you do owe me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-3367520055742639279?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/3367520055742639279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=3367520055742639279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3367520055742639279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3367520055742639279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm....'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1795336708563912232</id><published>2010-09-20T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T12:42:09.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Flo!!!!</title><content type='html'>Awe! I remember when I first met you and how you were so nice. I loved going witnessing with you, cuz you loved eating almost more than I did. You were so cute and so fun to chill with. I really miss skipping exercise and writing horridly off-key songs with you. I miss swimming really late...till we had to attend home meetings, that is. I missing going to Super Salads with you, and going out on free day doing random things. I hope this year is super fun for you and you do tons of exciting and new things. You deserve the best, so I hope you get it. Sucks I can't be there and celebrate your birthday with you, it would be that much funner. I love you hun!!! Have the happiest year and enjoy being 18 while you can...cuz soon you'll be old!! I love you lots!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJe4y0ZswfI/AAAAAAAABuQ/rpHh32rRjGQ/s1600/kl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJe4y0ZswfI/AAAAAAAABuQ/rpHh32rRjGQ/s320/kl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519083051565236722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. We're the hottest couple;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJe4yUTp7ZI/AAAAAAAABuI/Qi-8CeosSxM/s1600/n651401402_2144402_2760592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJe4yUTp7ZI/AAAAAAAABuI/Qi-8CeosSxM/s320/n651401402_2144402_2760592.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519083042949950866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1795336708563912232?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1795336708563912232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1795336708563912232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1795336708563912232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1795336708563912232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-flo.html' title='Happy Birthday Flo!!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJe4y0ZswfI/AAAAAAAABuQ/rpHh32rRjGQ/s72-c/kl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1946960077424510288</id><published>2010-09-15T15:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T15:33:31.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newness...stuffish....whatever....</title><content type='html'>I figured I should post, or else the people who read this blog (probly  just my family out of pity for my pitiful blog) might think I died...or  something. Last weekend was alright...didn't really do anything  exceptional...OH! I bought a watch, I just have to have it  shortened...or whatever they call making it smaller so it's not so lose  it falls off my hand, and I watched 'It's A Wonderful Life' for the very  first time. It was fun...and I like James Stewart! Here's a piece of  loveliness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFHFvFvmJI/AAAAAAAABto/z_7yJpWj7dE/s1600/james-stewart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFHFvFvmJI/AAAAAAAABto/z_7yJpWj7dE/s320/james-stewart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517269182371043474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And since recently I've also been very into Gene Kelly...taste this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFHFIPWPGI/AAAAAAAABtg/9pUjRpiG28w/s1600/Gene+Kelly-+web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFHFIPWPGI/AAAAAAAABtg/9pUjRpiG28w/s320/Gene+Kelly-+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517269171942341730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, besides obsessing over old men, this week has been fine. It's new having lots of homework when I get home, since I'm used to just having my school and when school is over, it's over. That's what's easier about home-school, besides it being, most likely, you mother teaching you, and she's not gonna fail you, so if you fail a test, you just retake it, the amounts of homework. Teachers are MEAN! lol! I have to write summaries of 3 movies and relate them to philosophy, and luckily I have 3 movies that I like. And 2 of them contain....JOHNNY DEPP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFIRnFCFVI/AAAAAAAABt4/mejshX8M-nc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFIRnFCFVI/AAAAAAAABt4/mejshX8M-nc/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517270485890635090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFIRNixLzI/AAAAAAAABtw/fAubJjR0re0/s1600/Memento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFIRNixLzI/AAAAAAAABtw/fAubJjR0re0/s320/Memento.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517270479036034866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFIdmo_7zI/AAAAAAAABuA/3GyHDJaLhtA/s1600/alice-in-wonderland-2010-20090721105726439_640w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFIdmo_7zI/AAAAAAAABuA/3GyHDJaLhtA/s320/alice-in-wonderland-2010-20090721105726439_640w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517270691931483954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is more difficult than it sounds...cuz relating a movie, let alone 3, to philosophy and all the categories and subcategories is not as easy as just writing a summary! Oh well, at least I THINK I can do it...let us hope. Anyhoo, onto bigger and better things...tomorrow is the 1 week mark that Staples said they'd take to decide if they want me or not...so yikes. I really, really, really, really want this job. I know it's horrid, but I built my hopes up, so if they say no, I'll be very, very unhappy. Well, I just worked out so I need to shower before dinner. Wish me luck with my summaries and please wish or pray that Staples calls me with a YES tomorrow! Oh, you're welcome for the eye candy;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1946960077424510288?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1946960077424510288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1946960077424510288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1946960077424510288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1946960077424510288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/newnessstuffishwhatever.html' title='Newness...stuffish....whatever....'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TJFHFvFvmJI/AAAAAAAABto/z_7yJpWj7dE/s72-c/james-stewart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-101240420027314892</id><published>2010-09-11T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:05:25.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the last day of the second week of Phase 2 Insanity....which leaves only 2 more weeks till I'll be totally done the program...woooots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-101240420027314892?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/101240420027314892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=101240420027314892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/101240420027314892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/101240420027314892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-was-last-day-of-second-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4372167526207041825</id><published>2010-09-09T04:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T04:42:03.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2....of school.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my first day of school. It was fun...sorta. I met this girlie, Olivia, and since neither of us know anybody else we hung out. Yay! I know somebody in my school:D. Drama is definitely my favorite class because I love drama and even tho it can be embarrassing sometimes, still, it's funner than my other classes. Hopefully tho, I'll sorta enjoy all my classes, since, besides math, which I have to take, I randomly chose them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that and after coming home and resting and doing most of my homework, I went with Mom to get a battery for my watch. I found out it was also broken, and to fix it would cost more. Another time...sigh. But then we went to Staples and I dropped off my resume and an application form I had filled out and I talked to this really nice guy and he got me an appointment for today at 3:30. He asked for 3 but that's 5 minutes after school finishes, so I couldn't make it. But yeh, I'm really excited. I've never actually gotten as far as an interview. I'm so nervous but I have a good feeling about this. Please pray that they hire me right away and that I learn quickly how to do whatever they want me to do. Thanks:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, breakfast time and then off to school. I'll probly post tonight if I get a good response...actually, probly not. After school and interview I have to do dinner and then workout and then do my homework, so it might be late by then. I'll definitely post tho, if it's a good response. Eeeeeks! I hope it works out!!!!! Anyhoo....laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4372167526207041825?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4372167526207041825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4372167526207041825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4372167526207041825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4372167526207041825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-2of-school.html' title='Day 2....of school.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-5048803557964784905</id><published>2010-09-08T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T13:06:15.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Nikkiiiii!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TIfsW_KQjaI/AAAAAAAABtY/RiNSEetEwhI/s1600/n651401402_2144491_308245.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/_ofSsXCHiywU/TIfsW_KQjaI/AAAAAAAABtY/RiNSEetEwhI/s320/n651401402_2144491_308245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514636148394200482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awe. Little Nikki almost all grown up:P. Happy Birthday Hun! I hope this year is your greatest yet, full of fun and awesome surprises, cuz you totally deserve them. I can't believe I'ma miss your quinceanera but I'm sure you'll find a way to be happy anyhoo. I remember all the fun we had together lusting after Kenneth and you putting hideous makeup on me...awe, I miss those days. I'd love to see you, but since you're most probly not actually come to Canada, I'll just have to not. Have so much fun and be good. Sorry I'm not there to teach you math and make you feel dumb but hopefully you'll survive. I could go on about how you're the greatest, but I won't. I love you lots!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-5048803557964784905?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/5048803557964784905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=5048803557964784905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5048803557964784905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/5048803557964784905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-nikkiiiii.html' title='Happy Birthday Nikkiiiii!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TIfsW_KQjaI/AAAAAAAABtY/RiNSEetEwhI/s72-c/n651401402_2144491_308245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2636328017403374096</id><published>2010-09-04T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T13:44:03.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1 of Phase 2.</title><content type='html'>Today was the completion of Week 1 Insanity Phase 2. This week has be fun, workout wise, cuz even tho they're way more difficult than the ones I was doing in Phase 1, I know that these next 3 weeks will be the ones that totally change my body....I hope:P. After doing workout this afternoon, I went with Vince to Timmy's. We biked there and OMG!!! I was dying the entire way there AND back. The muscles used to ride a bike are the ones used to do squats, and my legs were already dead from the squats and lunges I did during my workout, so they were already exhausted when it came time to bike. But I made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I'm excited about this coming week. Not only will it be another week of great murderous workouts, but it'll also be my first week of school. Well, half week since it starts on Wednesday for me. I've never been to any "public" classes, and so it'll be my first time EVER to be learning something with teens not in the Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy the weekend is here. Even tho since I'm not working or going to school my weeks aren't filled with "work", but still Sunday is the only day that I don't workout, so yeh, I love the rest. It allows my laziness to really kick in:P. Anyhoo, I'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeh, I also have a newfound respect for people who bike alot. Cuz I did it for a little while, and it killed me. I'm thinking about biking more, not everyday, no way, but like, once a week go for half and hour bikeride after workout, to really kill me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2636328017403374096?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2636328017403374096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2636328017403374096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2636328017403374096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2636328017403374096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/week-1-of-phase-2.html' title='Week 1 of Phase 2.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-3893586133185581971</id><published>2010-09-02T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T09:59:38.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 34!</title><content type='html'>Ah! Today was my 34th workout day of Insanity. 'Max Recovery' was today's workout, and wow, the slowness of it really makes me appreciate the other workouts where I die from too much cardio. It's so slow that it kills the muscles and eeks, I can't wait till tomorrow when I can die from overmoving......not a word....I know:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-3893586133185581971?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/3893586133185581971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=3893586133185581971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3893586133185581971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/3893586133185581971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-34.html' title='Day 34!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-6326787141219870985</id><published>2010-09-01T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T07:44:02.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>......sigh.....</title><content type='html'>I'm such a terrible person. I've decided to wake up early and workout in the mornings, but all this week, except Monday, I woke up and my body would be dead, like, I felt so weak. And so yesterday and today I didn't workout when I woke up. But I know I need to, so I'm going to try really, super much tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other new things is that yesterday I went to the school to register, and now I have a locker and an agenda, and on September 8, next Wednesday, school begins at 8:50 am. It's kinda exciting since I've never attended classes that weren't homeschool:P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're gonna go shopping either today or tomorrow for the final things we need for school. I wanna go today but I'm on dinner, so I guess we'll just see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'm off to do workout. Today's workout is called 'Max Cardio Conditioning'. Phase 2 is much harder, but it's nice. Even tho it really kills me, I like being sore the rest of the day and the following day, it makes me feel like I kicked my ass. Anyhoo, laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-6326787141219870985?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/6326787141219870985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=6326787141219870985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6326787141219870985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6326787141219870985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/09/sigh.html' title='......sigh.....'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2735862832119563422</id><published>2010-08-30T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T04:02:58.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new week...</title><content type='html'>Good morning everyone! I'm starting my NEW schedule. For this week, I'ma wake up at 6 so that next week, when school starts, and I start waking up at 5 or 5:30, my body won't be totally killed. I'm waking up super early during school so that I can do my workout before school, so that when I get home I can do homework and just rest, and not feel really pressured to workout. And, when I get a job, I won't have time to workout in the afternoons, cuz I'll be working:D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day, so I'm quite tired. I did the Fit Test. These are my results( I did the same in lots of exercises and even less in some, but that's because the last week was Cardio Core and Balance week, so it wasn't really helping me with my cardio. I'll do better next time...I promise):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Switch Kicks-60 (6 more than before)&lt;br /&gt;2.Power Jacks-59 (same)&lt;br /&gt;3.Power Knees-100(5 less)&lt;br /&gt;4.Power Jumps-27 (9 less)&lt;br /&gt;5.Globe Jumps-11 (1 more)&lt;br /&gt;6.Suicide Jumps-18 (1 less)&lt;br /&gt;7.Push-Up Jacks-19 (4 less)&lt;br /&gt;8.Low Plank Oblique-36 (6 more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't improved much since 3 weeks ago(the last time I took the Fit Test) and that I've worsened in alot of things, but I have high visions of the next 2 weeks till my next Fit Test. This morning, before doing workout, I took a peek of one of the regular workouts for Phase 2: Max Interval Circuit. Wow! It looks really difficult. It's an hour long with barely any breaks....yikes. Actually, I'm doing it today. I have 2 workouts today, the Fit Test, and Max Interval Circuit. So wish me luck. I have to do both today, and so I was gonna do them both this morning, but I'm really tired and hungry, cuz I haven't eaten breakfast yet, so I'ma do it in a few hours, when I have food in my body. Anyhoo, I'm off to shower. Laters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Doesn't it just suck to wake up at 5 and lie in bed sleepless till 6, when you alarm rings? True story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2735862832119563422?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2735862832119563422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2735862832119563422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2735862832119563422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2735862832119563422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-week.html' title='A new week...'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-7561259061366546735</id><published>2010-08-26T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T08:43:08.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life MUST go on!!!</title><content type='html'>Wow! It's been forever since I posted. Well, alot has happened in the last 10 days. Firstly, I finished 4 weeks of Insanity. This week is my Core Cardio and Balance week...which means do this one workout everyday this week, to help me concentrate on my core. 3 days left and then I"ll be 5 weeks done and over half done Insanity. Next week begins the super difficult phase. But it'll be good to once again be doing very difficult workouts. This week even tho the workout is difficult, I still sorta feel like I'm not getting very much exercise, so I feel more guilty about having special snacks...even tho those are rare. Anyhoo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week has been my summer vacation. I didn't do anything super OMG!!! but it was still fun! I spent most of the time on my puter...of course I still worked out. During vacation, when you have no chores or obligations, it's very terrible when you skip your workouts, cuz you have even more time to do them. On Friday we had a barbecue here for this guys' birthday. Mushi came over and slept over. Then on Saturday, after my workout;), we went to her place. For dinner we had...TA DA....SUBS! So delicious. On Sunday we went to the mall and did some girlie shopping. They dropped me at my place for dinner cuz they were gonna have a special meal...sigh, I had nothing to eat. I eventually found some romen and fried it with an egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family came back on Tuesday night, so yesterday was the beginning of my vacation being over. School starts in less then 2 weeks and I'm kinda nervous. Eeeks. I've never been involved in a public learning class before, so now...but it's gonna be new and fun. I have a acting class, so who knows, maybe I'll go on to become a great actress....the female version of Joey Tribbiani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents went to New York this morning to pick up Rose and Dany, who will be joining our home. They're coming back tomorrow night, so till then, I'm gonna once again be single parent to these siblings of myn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'ma go eat cuz I'm starved. I'll take some pictures soon....I PROMISE! I got this really cute dress so someday soon, I'll show you how gorgeous it is! Till then!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I LOVE Amarula!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-7561259061366546735?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/7561259061366546735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=7561259061366546735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7561259061366546735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7561259061366546735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-must-go-on.html' title='Life MUST go on!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-6686490142435559585</id><published>2010-08-15T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T12:23:43.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers!</title><content type='html'>Well, first I'd like to make a toast....to me....for completing 3 weeks of the Insanity program. I'm officially 1 third done and very happy about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! This week....end! I was really sick on Thursday, watery eyes and runny nose and headache and feverish...the whole thing. And then Friday my parents left for Quebec to visit their relatives. They're coming back Monday. I rested alot on Friday, cuz I still wasn't feeling well...was able to take some Tylenol and do workout anyhoo:D. And then yesterday I still rested cuz I wasn't totally healed. Mushi came and we made brownies. After we got the girls to bed we hung out and then watched Boondocks Saints II: All Saints Day. I've seen in a few times before, but she hadn't and she really wanted to...and I'm just that nice:P. Today the girls woke me up at 11:45 and I made crepes. I did some dishes and some cleaning, and now I'm just waiting for Mushi to be ready and then Angel, Mushi, and I are gonna go for a walk...Lizzy went for a bike-ride with Vince and Marigold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so nice to have a day off workout. I mean, since I was sick on Thursday, I didn't do workout, but it's nice to have a day that I don't feel bad about not working out on. Ah. Anyhoo....off to the store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-6686490142435559585?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/6686490142435559585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=6686490142435559585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6686490142435559585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/6686490142435559585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/cheers.html' title='Cheers!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-8724050399639905048</id><published>2010-08-13T15:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:42:25.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jesse!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TGXKIMBIrJI/AAAAAAAABtI/4ek7JAs2fnc/s1600/Feb.-March+2007+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TGXKIMBIrJI/AAAAAAAABtI/4ek7JAs2fnc/s320/Feb.-March+2007+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505028361544051858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday Jesse! I miss you and I love you so much! I hope you're being a good boy for mommy and daddy. Have a great year and don't grow up to fast. Don't forget about your favorite auntie Marianne:). I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-8724050399639905048?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/8724050399639905048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=8724050399639905048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8724050399639905048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8724050399639905048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-jesse.html' title='Happy Birthday Jesse!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TGXKIMBIrJI/AAAAAAAABtI/4ek7JAs2fnc/s72-c/Feb.-March+2007+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4762965918732830486</id><published>2010-08-13T15:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T15:40:26.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Joe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TGXJmaMuKhI/AAAAAAAABtA/ZcgqiHI4dNo/s1600/Mar9_23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TGXJmaMuKhI/AAAAAAAABtA/ZcgqiHI4dNo/s320/Mar9_23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505027781235190290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Joe! I hope you have a really great year with lots of exciting and wonderful things. You're a grand big brother and I love you lots! Hope you have tons of fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4762965918732830486?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4762965918732830486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4762965918732830486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4762965918732830486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4762965918732830486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-joe.html' title='Happy Birthday Joe!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TGXJmaMuKhI/AAAAAAAABtA/ZcgqiHI4dNo/s72-c/Mar9_23.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2719866001470539214</id><published>2010-08-10T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T19:53:17.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I didn't do anything. Although, I did wake up early:)....8:30:P. Then at 11:00, Vincent, Celeste, Lizzy, Marigold, and I went to the Mandarine. It was fun. We ate till we couldn't eat anymore. Mom picked us up at 3:30, so that was 4.5 hours of food....lol. When we got home, we were all tired from so much eating, so I took a loooooong nap. Woke up at 6. After cleaning my things and doing some randomness, I did workout at 7. Today was Plyometric Cardio Circuit. It was very difficult. Then Mushi and Walter came, so that was nice, to see them. This weekend my parents are going to Quebec to visit my Dad's family, so from Friday till Monday, I'm going to be a fulltime mother. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2719866001470539214?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2719866001470539214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2719866001470539214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2719866001470539214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2719866001470539214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-14.html' title='Day 14!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-4436714680621442962</id><published>2010-08-09T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T12:31:18.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I didn't post about yet:)</title><content type='html'>Ah. This weekend was really fun. I went to Tessie's place and saw Fio, Amy, Tessie, Andrew, Celeste, and Vikki. We hung out and had a grand time. Yesterday, I woke up early(11:P) and the girls were all still sleeping, except Lesty who left then, and so I read for 4 hours till they all woke up. I was starving. And then, we walked to Loblaws to get food for breakfast, so we didn't end up eating "breakfast" till 5:30. It was yummy, tho by then I wasn't really hungry any more:P. We hung out till 8 when my dad picked me up and brought me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my second time of doing the Insanity Fit Test. These are my results and the progress I made(tho not very outstanding):&lt;br /&gt;1. Switch Kicks-54 (2 more than last time)&lt;br /&gt;2.Power Jacks-59 (4 more)&lt;br /&gt;3.Power Knees-105 (15 more! Wooots!)&lt;br /&gt;4.Power Jumps-36 (5 more)&lt;br /&gt;5.Globe Jumps-10 (1 more, but that's 4 squats...hmmmm)&lt;br /&gt;6.Suicide Jumps-19 (4 more)&lt;br /&gt;7.Push-up Jacks-23 (8 more...yay!)&lt;br /&gt;8.Low Plank Obliques-30 (3 more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that all the progress I've made. I feel better tho, more energized. Right after the Push-up Jacks, I felt super nauseous, like I was gonna faint or vomit...something. I rested for a few minutes and then I felt better. Anyhoo, I gotta go check on the kids, cuz it's my parents day off. I'll continue posting about my progress with Insanity...peace out:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-4436714680621442962?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/4436714680621442962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=4436714680621442962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4436714680621442962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/4436714680621442962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-i-didnt-post-about-yet.html' title='Things I didn&apos;t post about yet:)'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2061984457286415747</id><published>2010-08-07T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T14:40:24.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12!</title><content type='html'>YES! I just finished my 12th day of Insanity. Today I had Pure Cardio, plus Cardio Abs, which is an additional killer. I'm so happy, now I'm 22.2% done the program, and 1 more week and then I'm a third done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other interesting things in my life(lol):&lt;br /&gt;-We finished painting the room a pretty green yesterday. No more yukky wallpaper...yay!&lt;br /&gt;-I found 2 awesome books at this recycling depot: The Shack and A Time To Kill. I'm very happy about my wonderful finding:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We basically spent the entire week taking off the wallpaper, scrubbing the glue off the walls, and painting, so that's about all that I've done this week. Tomorrow I will either visit my sister(hopefully), go to Tessie's and Andrew's for a fun party(and see Fio and Sue, so that'd be grand too), or do nothing. Please wish me something fun:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2061984457286415747?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2061984457286415747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2061984457286415747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2061984457286415747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2061984457286415747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-12.html' title='Day 12!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-7247411868580114230</id><published>2010-08-05T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T14:29:03.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AH.</title><content type='html'>I just finished my Cardio Recovery. It's kinda difficult, with it's squats and weird stretches, but all I do is think about the other Insanity workouts, and my heart is filled with thanksgiving. We finished the first coat of paint around 3 this afternoon, and now, I think, we're gonna do the second and final coat. It's a pretty green, everyone keeps saying so. And then we have to do the white things, like the shelves and the trimmings, sigh. And then we're done, except for a few places we had to skip, cuz the filling was wet. Anyhoo, gonna move back into the room tomorrow, can't wait. I slept horribly last night on the futon, and I'm not looking forward to tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-7247411868580114230?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/7247411868580114230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=7247411868580114230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7247411868580114230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/7247411868580114230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/ah.html' title='AH.'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-2771715939724961817</id><published>2010-08-04T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T13:19:54.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9! Made it this far!</title><content type='html'>Oh my god! I am exhausted! This morning, for like 3 hours, we were removing the wallpaper from Celeste and my bedroom, cuz we're gonna paint the wall. It was very tiring. Me and Vince were scrubbing the glue from the walls till 2 pm. I had a little lunch and rest, and then I did my workout for the day: Plyometric Cardio Circuit. I'd done it before, but as with any extremely difficult workout, it's still hard EVERY time. I just finished. I am dead and I'm not thinking about food to replenish my body, or a shower to refresh me, all I want is a nice nap....ah. Sadly, it can't be so. After I take a shower, we're gonna finish preparing our room cuz tomorrow, the painting begins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-2771715939724961817?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/2771715939724961817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=2771715939724961817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2771715939724961817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/2771715939724961817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-9-made-it-this-far.html' title='Day 9! Made it this far!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1770727753134131491</id><published>2010-08-03T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T11:28:26.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8!!!</title><content type='html'>I just finished my 8th day of Insanity. It was Pure Cardio today and OMG....struggling through it, you just KNOW it's burning the fat off you and giving you a damn six-pack. Celeste did it with me today...well, she started it and dyed halfway through the warm-up. She did finished the warm-up, so that was good. I'm dripping with sweat at the moment and waiting for the shower to be free. Ahhh, I love workout!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1770727753134131491?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1770727753134131491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1770727753134131491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1770727753134131491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1770727753134131491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-7.html' title='Day 8!!!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-930786126763038268</id><published>2010-08-02T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:40:43.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few pictures of my weekend...</title><content type='html'>Me and Rylie. I look kinda funny, cuz I was just about to start workout. And she looks grumpy:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0k5ABKBI/AAAAAAAABs4/aeuk_nv_LTY/s1600/MA+Camera+001.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/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0k5ABKBI/AAAAAAAABs4/aeuk_nv_LTY/s320/MA+Camera+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852909493004306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0j_cQ4tI/AAAAAAAABsw/LATnvOcqxHw/s1600/MA+Camera+002.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/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0j_cQ4tI/AAAAAAAABsw/LATnvOcqxHw/s320/MA+Camera+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852894042219218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0BGB_nYI/AAAAAAAABso/AHSPYSWIXMg/s1600/MA+Camera+003.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/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0BGB_nYI/AAAAAAAABso/AHSPYSWIXMg/s320/MA+Camera+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852294515662210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday we went for a picnic. My pretty sister:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0AgX7e7I/AAAAAAAABsg/BqHYz2QGn2o/s1600/MA+Camera+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0AgX7e7I/AAAAAAAABsg/BqHYz2QGn2o/s320/MA+Camera+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852284407118770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0AKJB14I/AAAAAAAABsY/oUpvHLKxxEU/s1600/MA+Camera+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0AKJB14I/AAAAAAAABsY/oUpvHLKxxEU/s320/MA+Camera+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852278439040898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make sure to note his biceps:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFbz_utRw2I/AAAAAAAABsQ/yADRVFTipZM/s1600/MA+Camera+006.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/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFbz_utRw2I/AAAAAAAABsQ/yADRVFTipZM/s320/MA+Camera+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852271074886498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFbz_T7xVmI/AAAAAAAABsI/kPDOKhA7VJs/s1600/MA+Camera+007.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/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFbz_T7xVmI/AAAAAAAABsI/kPDOKhA7VJs/s320/MA+Camera+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500852263887918690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-930786126763038268?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/930786126763038268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=930786126763038268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/930786126763038268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/930786126763038268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/08/few-pictures-of-my-weekend.html' title='A few pictures of my weekend...'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/TFb0k5ABKBI/AAAAAAAABs4/aeuk_nv_LTY/s72-c/MA+Camera+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-507196367165170959</id><published>2010-07-31T12:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T12:47:46.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer for me...I'm a winner!</title><content type='html'>Yehaw! I just finished my Week 1 of the Insanity program! I'm just that awesome. Only 8 weeks to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-507196367165170959?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/507196367165170959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=507196367165170959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/507196367165170959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/507196367165170959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/07/cheer-for-meim-winner.html' title='Cheer for me...I&apos;m a winner!'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1666675142262297260</id><published>2010-07-30T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T11:54:43.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100% Pure Cardio</title><content type='html'>OMG! Dead! I just finished the Insanity Pure Cardio. Vincent started it with me, but a cramp (from his huuuuge lunch) killed him. It was so difficult. In all the other ones, he gives 30 second breaks in between combo's, but in this one, it's 15 minutes straight cardio. Yesterday I did the Cardio Recovery, which was not cardio, but plyometric squats and plank, ect. Anyhoo, tomorrow is my last day of the week! Yay! And hopefully I'll go spend the weekend with Mushi...wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1666675142262297260?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1666675142262297260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1666675142262297260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1666675142262297260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1666675142262297260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/07/100-pure-cardio.html' title='100% Pure Cardio'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-1410716102072065126</id><published>2010-07-28T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T10:53:17.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>Ah. I just finished my third day of the Insanity program. I did Cardio Power and Resistance. Ah, I'm pretty much dead. But yay, tomorrow I get to do a Cardio Recovery and that'll allow my muscles to regain their strength. I love being insane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-1410716102072065126?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/1410716102072065126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=1410716102072065126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1410716102072065126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/1410716102072065126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7934633791007566279.post-8513490309475179394</id><published>2010-07-27T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T11:27:58.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>I just finished my day 2 Insanity workout: Plyometric Cardio Circuit. It was death, but it feels great that I did it. When you watch the promotional videos for Insanity, it makes you want to do it even more, cuz you see the results. I'm gonna take some before and after pics, and in 2 months, I'ma show you them. Anyhoo, wish me luck with this program....and tho I might also do other workouts, and not stick only with Insanity, I'm gonna try to do TONS of Insanity! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7934633791007566279-8513490309475179394?l=thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/feeds/8513490309475179394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7934633791007566279&amp;postID=8513490309475179394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8513490309475179394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7934633791007566279/posts/default/8513490309475179394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeandtimesofmariannemcken.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>The Life and Times of Marianne McKen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04404054311857615971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ofSsXCHiywU/S5mJU6P1_hI/AAAAAAAABPU/EXkVLLiBJ2o/S220/Mar9_18.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
