<?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-15891925</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:47:23.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm becoming a technical genius</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-114581287083027885</id><published>2006-04-23T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T10:21:10.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this could be the end</title><content type='html'>okay so i officially suck at blogging. and its going to get real bad because 1. i dont have a computer 2. we cant afford internet 3. wedding, packing, farming- lots going on.  so ill just give a summary of whats been going on and whats to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past.....we found a duplex to live in. its adorable, cozy, and perfect for us!!!we can move in in a week. which means i need to get my shit together, fast. the house is in the best neighborhood. so cute, and close to all the places we hang out. couldnt ask for anything better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachie came to see me this weekend and informed me of the best news ever...SHES MOVING HERE IN JULY--THATS ONLY 12 WEEKS AWAY. i almost peed my pants when she told me. i think my words were "HOLY SMOKES, I JUST PEED MY PANTS"i need my rachie. its going to be tough to go home to ryan when rachie lives down the street. hahaha just jokin. when 2 out of the 5 peps on my "favorite people in the world list" are in the same city with me--thats just damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;future.....more importantly i just cant wait to see everyone. only 3 weeks away. once again i need to get my shit together.there's going to be so many emotions running through my body. seeing all of my fav peps, marrying the man i have always loved, having everyone there to celebrate. i mean im tearing up thinking about it. so please excuse the hysterical balling during the ceremony and the many hives that will be all over my body. its going to be perfect. if things go wrong during the wedding. who gives a shit. we will still be married and you all better still come to party. there will be no leaving early. if im very short with you its only because id rather be dancing than talking, so heres an idea if you want to talk to the bride you have to dance with her. i love being demanding!!its the bride-zilla inside of me talking-not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again i cant wait to see everyone. party of the year.i mean food-good, beer-good, wine-good, cake-even better, and dancing-whats not to like? i love you all and miss you even more.until then&lt;br /&gt;hanna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-114581287083027885?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/114581287083027885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=114581287083027885' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/114581287083027885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/114581287083027885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-could-be-end.html' title='this could be the end'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-114088930658255996</id><published>2006-02-25T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T09:41:46.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>day of rest</title><content type='html'>so as some of you know i have been sick for over a month now. im too cheap to go to the doctor (aka no health insurance) and i have a firm belief that i had walking pneumonia for about a week. it was getting so bad that my boss banned me from answering the phones because the voice on the other end would always say "gosh miss hanna you dont sound so good" and considering i work with children, my boss thought it would be a wise decision to give me a day off!!! so i got to sleep in, sort of, my internal alarm woke me up at 9. hey but i take what i can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so day of rest turned into errand day. but i got to do it with ryan so it was tons of fun!! first stop, SPRINT STORE, yeah hanna got a new cell plan and phone. i got a new number and im not going to post it all over in internet, so here is what you need to do. CALL MY OLD NUMBER AND GET IT OFF THE MACHINE. sorry for the inconvenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, ryan and i got a lot of wedding stuff done because we have been slackers lately.&lt;br /&gt;and I NEED YOUR HELP. let me set the scene...outdoor wedding, at 5:30, in a pasture, obviously non traditional, real and rustic. got the picture? okay here is the dilemma. i want the groom and groomsmen to wear linen pants (ralph lauren-they are killer) and a white shirt with a blue tie to match the bridesmaids, but no jacket. is this a problem???its too expensive to buy jacket and pants. and you cant rent linen anywhere. and i want the guys to be comfortable. i feel like tuxes are too traditional and will look funny with the rest of the wedding. so i need to know what you think.HELP ME HELP ME HELP ME!! if we go with the linen we need to pass the word on for the guest not to wear jackets, so they are not more dressed up than the groomsmen. casual casual casual, i mean we are getting married on a farm, come on!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-114088930658255996?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/114088930658255996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=114088930658255996' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/114088930658255996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/114088930658255996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-of-rest.html' title='day of rest'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-113970538706064530</id><published>2006-02-11T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T16:49:48.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rockstar weekend</title><content type='html'>so im a first timer band aid this weekend. our journey started in birmingham at the scarest bar i have ever been in in my life. seriously the bathroom had a huge hole in the floor and then what appeared to be a toilet, and i didnt know which one to use. i actually felt as if i were to try and wash my hands i would actually get dirtier.the guys rocked it out and it was a montgomery reunion to the extreme. the neils, lombardis, woods, alison mann--What??? and some others i havent seen in a while. it was great!!and now im sitting in the hotel lobby in t-town!!the life of a roadie, its kinda fun, if you can get over the inappropriate guy talk to where i have to use ear muffs through 3/4 of the conversation. but here is the really good part of being with guys who care about their image...THEY LOVE TO SHOP!!!! its great, i was scared to mention the word "mall" but once i did they were all hooked, amazing!!!so hopefully ill make it through the night and live to tell more funny stories tomorrow. my advice to all...be a band-aid at least for one weekend of your life, just for the experiences!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-113970538706064530?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113970538706064530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=113970538706064530' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113970538706064530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113970538706064530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2006/02/rockstar-weekend.html' title='rockstar weekend'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-113901866193384404</id><published>2006-02-03T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T18:04:25.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barry Manalow</title><content type='html'>okay so this is the extent of my friday night... sitting on the couch watching dancing with the stars, but its not just any episode there is a special guest. thats right, you guessed it, Barry Manalow. ok so im a little disappointed because i have always thought that the great barry manalow was this big black soul singer. man was i wrong. he is a skinny white pointy nose old man. oh never mind, i just remembered who i was thinking about Barry White, now that a big black soul singer. ok so i just answered my own question. i guess this is what blogging helps you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the random blog, but its been so long since i blogged that i didnt feel like recapping on the past month or so. just know that this past month rocked!!!christmas, cali, hot lanta, and la fiesta. what more could you ask for?? it was so good to see everyone at the shower. i cant believe everyone traveled to come support me and ryan. yep we really do have the best friends and family!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-113901866193384404?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113901866193384404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=113901866193384404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113901866193384404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-113520725736644398?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113520725736644398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=113520725736644398' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113520725736644398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113520725736644398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-its-really-hard-not-to-eat-all.html' title=''/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-113504173660035376</id><published>2005-12-19T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T17:22:16.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little ahead of my game</title><content type='html'>so the weather man lied to us. i have been waiting paitently for snow for the past 2-3 weeks and no signs of any yet. i feel like snow would justify the reason i cant feel my fingers anymore, but no its just that cold. on another note. i feel really lame for talking about the weather so much, but seriously i had expectations. and  ive been let down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-113504173660035376?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113504173660035376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=113504173660035376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113504173660035376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113504173660035376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/12/little-ahead-of-my-game.html' title='a little ahead of my game'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-113400978559816358</id><published>2005-12-07T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T18:43:05.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a real white christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>so i know im not that far north but supposedly we are going to have snow tonight!!real snow!!and i think it might be the kind that actually sticks to the ground!!it already sticks to my car and i have to defrost it for 20 minutes every morning. i need to buy an ice scraper thingy. who knew that is so important? ITS GOING TO BE A WHITE CHRISTMAS WOO HOO!!! and im really proud of our christmas tree decor...its all EDIBLE. you can eat all the ornaments. my special surprise person all the way from atl helped me and milwee string popcorn, make icicles out of dots and hang candy canes. but the topper takes the cake. $1.99 multi-colored star that lights up. absolutely amazing. breath taking if you will. and thanks to mark and ryan for making a diaster in our den. i keep finding popcorn in my shoes and in all the furniture!!!so heres to hoping for snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps...sorry for the long pause of blogging. i broke my computer. go figure right? dropped the dang thing right on its side. whoops. so we are all sharing one comp-thanks court!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-113400978559816358?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113400978559816358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=113400978559816358' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113400978559816358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113400978559816358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/12/real-white-christmas.html' title='a real white christmas!!!'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-113215503494466948</id><published>2005-11-16T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T07:30:34.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dianne--this is for you</title><content type='html'>so im sitting on the couch reading blogs and watching the today show (i know im so old watching the today show in the morning, but i really like katie. she is so funny)and then a commercial comes on for CHICKEN POT PIE!!!!yikes. and then my stomach got really sick when i thought about eating it and what it can do to you.oh funny funny times.hopefully times like that one which will not occur again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-113215503494466948?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113215503494466948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=113215503494466948' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113215503494466948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113215503494466948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/11/dianne-this-is-for-you.html' title='Dianne--this is for you'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-113138958013835526</id><published>2005-11-07T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T10:53:00.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously</title><content type='html'>I AM ABOUT TO TURN 23 AND I STILL HAVE ZITS ALL OVER MY FACE...SERIOUSLY...IM TOO OLD FOR THIS SHIT! WHEN IS IT GOING TO STOP???BE HAPPY I DONT HAVE A PICTURE FOR THIS BLOG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-113138958013835526?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113138958013835526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=113138958013835526' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113138958013835526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113138958013835526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/11/seriously.html' title='seriously'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-113124359987065142</id><published>2005-11-05T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T18:19:59.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fall... oh the fall</title><content type='html'>so once again i will try to capture a beautiful scenery into to words because i have no camera. so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a change of seasons really does exist. i've tried to spend every waking minute before the sun goes down driving through the country side with the windows down and my eyes everywhere besides looking ahead at traffic. the trees here are unreal, really unreal! i even look at the tree and i know its a tree but the leaves are sooo beautiful that i question whether or not that tree was painted there. its unbelievable! i mean the beauty of these leaves is something that i have never experienced before. to see a tree change from green to deep red so deep it looks on fire...or so yellow that when the sun shines on the leaves it looks golden!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know a little too cheesy for me but it is beauty and i love beauty. thank the lord for a change in season&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-113124359987065142?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113124359987065142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=113124359987065142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113124359987065142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113124359987065142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/11/fall-oh-fall.html' title='the fall... oh the fall'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-113070234393976889</id><published>2005-10-30T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T11:59:07.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween--oh what a wonderful hoiday</title><content type='html'>so halloween is officailly my new fav holiday..."it gives all the girls an excuse to wear lingerie in public"(mean girls) aside from all the naughty nurses and dirty sailors and the one girl who just decided to wear her bra and panties and me steering ryans away from looking at them. i had a blast celebrating halloween!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at work on friday, we were all required to dress up! my boss aka WONDER WOMAN and me aka THE TOOTH FAIRY taught classes all day. it was a blast!!then saturday night consisted of ten of ryans and my friends wearing our costumes out on the town!! i didnt want to be the tooth fairy again so i created a plan for someone else to be the tooth fairy and i would be the tooth!! perfect, right? well to my surprise i convinced a guy, thats right a guy, to be the tooth fairy!! it was awesome he wore the dress, and the tiarra, and the wings, and even the tights!!!! he (adam)  was the hit of the party and me (the tooth) as his sidekick!! we were a great pair. p.s. my costume consisted of white pants, white sweater, and a sign that said"i'm a tooth" and on the back "where's my fairy?" pretty creative if you ask me. it was a sight to see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-113070234393976889?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/113070234393976889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=113070234393976889' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113070234393976889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/113070234393976889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween-oh-what-wonderful-hoiday.html' title='Halloween--oh what a wonderful hoiday'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-112975049826422313</id><published>2005-10-19T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T12:34:58.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so its been a while</title><content type='html'>okay so ive been known in the future to start some things and never finish them. im trying not let blogging become one of those things. so it might not be day to day blogging. but dont worry my life isnt that interesting anyways for me to write about it every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but something exciting did happen to me this past weekend. i got to go to AUBURN a.k.a. "The best place on earth!!" oh how i missed it. i had all these mixed emotions like the campus has changed so much and i felt like a freshmen looking for classrooms and new buildings. But at the same time i felt at home. nothing better than familiar faces that are so happy to see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;billie and trav are such troopers. they were up for whatever rachie and i wanted to do! if that meant driving to pick me up in montgomery at midnight and then to have a night cap of waffle house before driving back to auburn. They were up for it! then the next morning my internal alarm wakes up at 8:30, but its great, we get to have "breakfast with the cohens/hubbs". Auburn is just good to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it would be jipping you if i didnt inform you of my means of transpotation that weekend. i caught a ride with a band from nashville (friends of ryan and me). my chariot arrived friday night. oh what a beautiful chariot!! a two seater beat up white van with the windows blacked out! did i mention a teo seater because there were threee of us riding. PERFECT im sitting on couch cushions in between the front seats for 5 HOURS. oh yes 5 hours because the muffler fell off and we drug it for 5 miles on the shoulder of the interstate going 10mph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the return home gets better. we leave at 8 to be back by 12. cool right? no no just 30 miles outside of nashville we get pulled over because one of our head lights is out. which we didnt know because when the officer said "do you know why you were pulled over?" the one thing you always say "we were going a little fast". officer"well, and your head light" dang it , just add speeding to the list. and the officer had a hay day because he looked at me and said are you wearing a seat belt? obviously not because im sitting on the floor board! any ways he then asks us all to step out of the van ( not a good sign and it 40 degrees out) and proceeds to tell us that he is going to search our van for drugs!! so, i experienced my first drug search and everything turned out okay, even better without a ticket!! but we didnt get home  til 1 or so. and then i woke up to a 12 hour shift at work!! yeah for drug searches!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-112975049826422313?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112975049826422313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=112975049826422313' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112975049826422313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112975049826422313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-its-been-while.html' title='so its been a while'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-112793932317166645</id><published>2005-09-28T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T13:28:43.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bubble baths with bob</title><content type='html'>wait wait wait. before you call ryan and tell him im taking bubble baths with some rando kid named bob. let me explain. so you all know that my job is quite strenuous on my body. lifting 20-60 pound kids all day as well as lifting and rearranging gymnastic equipment three-five times a day, can take a toll on ones body. i've got the final numbers in...20 bruises all over my legs and arms--yikes. i guess it will be jeans and long sleeves for now!! Anyways when i get home my back and legs are throbbing, so what better than a  bubble bath?? I know...a bubble bath with bob segar singing in the background!!! you cant get much better than a playlist of like a rock, against the wind, old time rock and roll, and my favorite night moves! once you get out you just feel ten times better and ready to go again!! just giving yall some more insight to my daily routine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps--ryan and i registered at some places yesterday. boy was that an experience in itself! i have found that we have totally different taste. he is more traditional and plain where as i am more funky and stylish. not to bash on ryan, but why get the black toaster when there is a bright red one??and i find that it is hard for boys to see the big picture of decorating a room. they just see a pillow, a vase, a plate. not how it all fits in together. yeah for registering!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-112793932317166645?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112793932317166645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=112793932317166645' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112793932317166645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112793932317166645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/09/bubble-baths-with-bob.html' title='bubble baths with bob'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-112732590590964741</id><published>2005-09-21T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T11:09:54.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO! i will not give in!!</title><content type='html'>recently i have been wedding dress shopping. and here is what i have decided. the designers dresses are a gem! they fit amazing and they feel amazing and they look amazing. but the only problem is THEY ARE 5000 DOLLARS or more once you throw in the 1000 dollar veil and the 500 dollar shash that goes with it. once again no i will not give in to the designer world. who decides that this dress cost that much. and why would i want to pay 5000 dollars to wear a dress once and then to find out i drug it through a cow patti. i know that fabric isnt that expensive because i just saw the fabric in eccelectic, al at the fabric outlet. i am putting my foot down and boycotting against designer dresses. who's coming with me? ( im in hopes of us boycotting will drive the prices down to where i can afford it). in the words of lesey "LETS GET FIRED UP"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-112732590590964741?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112732590590964741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=112732590590964741' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112732590590964741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112732590590964741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/09/no-i-will-not-give-in.html' title='NO! i will not give in!!'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-112708921279503380</id><published>2005-09-18T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T17:20:12.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for dianne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/friends%20115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/320/friends%20115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/friends%20123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/320/friends%20123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my beautiful ring that my hubby to be gave me!!! its so beautiful i have to slap myself every time i look down at it!! so this picture is for dianne since she is so far away and cant drive to see me. i miss you babe. And yes i am wearing my wedding band, but its on the outside. its just too beautiful not to wear it all together!!wow its really happening and i cant wait!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-112708921279503380?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112708921279503380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=112708921279503380' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112708921279503380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112708921279503380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-dianne.html' title='for dianne'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-112687405288623826</id><published>2005-09-16T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T05:34:14.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>he popped the question!!!</title><content type='html'>so big stuff happened last night. beside the fact that i was shooting the breeze with the lead guitar player for lynrd skynrd, Ryan asked me to be his WIFE!! it was so sweet an so perfect and so us. just a little background info. sept 15 is the day ryan asked me (at the bus stop) to be his girlfriend in 9th grade!! but we never really celebrate it anymore after we broke up that one time. it has always been an understood date but never really verbalized it until now!! SO, I will try to reinact it be using ryan said...i said...here we go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to AMC night at ryan's office. its where all the peps from music row get together and listen to really good music. so ryan and i were sitting outside and i said"do you know what today is?" he said" yeah its sept 15" and i said "do you know what that date is?" he said "umm... yeah...its our 8 year anniversary" and i said "yeah yeah you didnt know that until i mentioned the fact that its sept 15" thinking to myself that he had forgotten our special date. he said"no no i knew, and i have a surprise for you when we get home" i am now thinking to myself, whatever he forgot and now he is going to scramble around the house for a leftover piece of cake, put a candle in it and say happy anniversary. boy was i way off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we leave amc night and go back to his house. i said"better hurry and gather something together for my surprise" .i make my way into the kitchen and by the time i come into the den, Ryan is down on one knee. now when i see him down there it doesnt really click and i said"GET UP. what are you doing?" and he said" No, i have something i want to tell you" he said such sweet things to me, all of which, i only remember about two of them, but whatever he said made me cry so hard that i couldnt even say yes! so after hugging his neck so tight and crying on his shoulder for 5 minutes I mutter"I WANT TO BE YOUR WIFE!!" he said "OK! GOOD!" here is your ring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ring is absolutely beautiful. its perfect and it looks georgeous on my hand!! yall will just have to come up to see it and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all we know now is that we are getting married, its going to be in may, and it going to be at the farm! i cannot wait. Finally we are moving forward and im so excited with the fact of living the rest of my life with him! i love yall so much and i wish i could tell you face to face, but this blog and a phone call is all we have. so i need to go and start practicing my new name. Lombardi is hard to write in cursev! bye kiddos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-112687405288623826?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112687405288623826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=112687405288623826' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112687405288623826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112687405288623826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/09/he-popped-question.html' title='he popped the question!!!'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-112658160258831087</id><published>2005-09-12T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:20:02.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lately</title><content type='html'>so lately i am becoming more and more aware of my love for kids!!! who would have thought that deep down in me somewhere i actually like being around kids. you all know there are the people who are just born with that natural instinct to be with kids and then there are people like me who have to work at it a lot!! but im am doing great in my job and all my co workers love me duh whats not to love???now here is the imaginative aspect of my blog...picture a solid black t shirt that says "got kids?" and me grinning ear to ear with my eyes shut (assuming the goofy picture pose) and that is the picture for my post. there actually is a picture but its on milwee's camera saved for future blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the rest of my days consist of soaking up the sun while it lasts because i am dreading the winters...you know since im so far north now...do i need to prepare??snow tires??cutting and storing wood?? buying a real winter coat?? i mean im already freakin out...maybe we should all just quit the real world and move to the beach (if there is one left).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love to all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-112658160258831087?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112658160258831087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=112658160258831087' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112658160258831087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112658160258831087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/09/lately.html' title='lately'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-112606313726838016</id><published>2005-09-06T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T20:58:07.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remember the titans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/friends%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/320/friends%20072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well a lot has happened since my last post. I am now employed!!!!Im working at a kids gym. yeah really random. hanna working with children, who would have thought? but its really fun and fast pace and a little out of my element, but its cool. i just need to work on my coordination and ballet/jazz skills (which i have none of!) hey- im a fast learner. oh and by the way my boss wears pigtails and has more energy than the kids- YIKES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a great perk last week. since my boo has entered the music world and has begun the "connection" process-which we are all aware of how he does it- we were given tickets to the titans vs. green bay packres pro football game. it was my first pro game and it was amazing execpt for the over priced alcohol, i couldnt complain much. we were 12 rows up from the field with a great view of the cheerleaders (ryan's happy place). to tell you the truth the best part of the game was-besides nash trash- half time, when the peewee football teams came out to play. they were so little! it was so cute! i do have a picture of the night but i have to get it off of courts camera-so until then just imagine mine and ryans face with bret favre in the back ground. peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-112606313726838016?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112606313726838016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=112606313726838016' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112606313726838016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112606313726838016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/09/remember-titans.html' title='remember the titans'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-112541797272355045</id><published>2005-08-30T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:09:16.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/Copy%20of%20IMG_0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/320/Copy%20of%20IMG_0397.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so maybe im not the technical genius i thought i was. pretty much i rely on the brain of my roommates to get me through this eletronic world. im not even sure if this blog will get posted..am i typing in the right spot??? who knows.definitly not me. oh and dont expect me to comment on yalls blogs because i haven't figured that out yet. huh go figure.&lt;br /&gt;but in the mean time i am rekindling my love for pacey...dont tell ryan. and i have a wonderful side kick with me through this week of, well you know, figuring out what im going to do with my life. it been great having supportive friends just to know that you're not alone. and who really knows what they want to do for the rest of their lives??&lt;br /&gt;but im enjoying post college and im waiting for my big break with the nashville stars. check out my new cd cover it will appear at tower records in october get fired up!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-112541797272355045?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112541797272355045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=112541797272355045' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112541797272355045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112541797272355045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/08/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15891925.post-112524480220325841</id><published>2005-08-28T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T09:00:02.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6143/1463/1600/IMG_0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6143/1463/320/IMG_0351.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a picture&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15891925-112524480220325841?l=hannamarie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/feeds/112524480220325841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15891925&amp;postID=112524480220325841' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112524480220325841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15891925/posts/default/112524480220325841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannamarie.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-have-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>hanna marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01452493852108741169</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7791/1487/1600/han1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
