<?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-1309177853306733395</id><updated>2011-10-03T03:16:14.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXPERIENCES</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-3916588649098125422</id><published>2009-06-30T17:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:28:02.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister's Keeper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/my_sisters_keeper_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 255px;" src="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/my_sisters_keeper_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The book was absolutely amazing and brought on many tearful moments that were hidden so no one around could see, but in the theater last night I do not think that I have ever heard so many people crying at once. This movie was absolutely heart wrenching and was wonderful at the same time. I do not know how this is possible. The book was certainly much better than the movie, which was done the best as it could be done. I recommend it all of you out there, and if you go see this movie expect to come out of it questioning what is fair in life and needing oh I would say at least a box of Kleenex. It is an absolute tear jerker that even guys will enjoy, but still is able to posses those tender moments that bring smiles to everyone's faces... I'd say "let's go see it together", but I am not sure that I can handle another breakdown of how unfair things are after ;) Overall I would definitely give it a go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-3916588649098125422?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/3916588649098125422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=3916588649098125422&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/3916588649098125422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/3916588649098125422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-sisters-keeper.html' title='My Sister&apos;s Keeper'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-6945721365961577326</id><published>2009-06-29T11:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:05:23.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TODD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkkOlPo60jI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RYqnhepzPVI/s1600-h/TODD%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkkOlPo60jI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RYqnhepzPVI/s400/TODD%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352825665122652722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Todd is pretty much awesome. he is the only thing that keeps me going sometimes. YES, he wakes me sometimes in the wee early hours of the a.m. and has lots of hair that covers his whole entire body, but he loves me and I love him. yesterday i decided it was time for a haircut. and well now he looks like an overgrown hamster...EVEN THOUGH when you became my pup you were like half the size of your probably four pound self. he rocks and he is probably going to make the next stage of life a little more interesting and challenging but he's cute and who would want to get rid of that face! KEEP TERRORIZING THE WORLD LITTLE MAN :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-6945721365961577326?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/6945721365961577326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=6945721365961577326&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/6945721365961577326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/6945721365961577326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2009/06/todd.html' title='TODD.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkkOlPo60jI/AAAAAAAAAEo/RYqnhepzPVI/s72-c/TODD%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-5709222329209800532</id><published>2009-06-28T15:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T15:24:02.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNDAY? please.</title><content type='html'>so sunday used to be my most favorite day of the week. oh how that has changed. I have decided that i almost hate it. i have no desire to do the uplifting things that i once participated in and find myself feeling even more gloomy. i know if i just went to church and pretended to be happy it all come into place, but really the fool that tells you to "fake it 'til you make it" has never had to fake it. faking it brings even more a sense of helplessness and hopelessness than was there when a person just accepts the fact that maybe this is the way that life is supposed to be. i don't know i could be wrong, but that is how i feel. i will never try to tell someone that it really isn't as bad as we all know it is again in hopes that it will fool the poor soul who wants out of their horrible situation. IT ALWAYS IS AS BAD AS WE THINK. and yes don't get me wrong i know that it could be a million times worse so i am thankful that its only as bad as it is and i don't live someone's life who is unlucky enough to less fortunate than i am at the moment. I know things will get better... but when. I am impatient and don't like the guessing game. so please don't keep me guessing.- A&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-5709222329209800532?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/5709222329209800532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=5709222329209800532&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/5709222329209800532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/5709222329209800532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-please.html' title='SUNDAY? please.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-3244151575568962093</id><published>2009-06-28T00:29:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:42:27.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT NOW?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/Skce3CyToZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DPeEAblsuLk/s1600-h/bench.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/Skce3CyToZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DPeEAblsuLk/s400/bench.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352280613142634898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkceOQHcJ0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/2eP33_OmTxc/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkceOQHcJ0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/2eP33_OmTxc/s400/spaceball.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352279912346298178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've found myself in a world of confusion and uncertainty lately. and i don't know what the heck is going on and i've decided it sucks. and people suck. that's right, it has taken me 21 almost 22 years to realize that people freakin SUCK. no one really cares about you, and if they do its because they profit off of you in some twisted way. you know what. i don't give care what YOU think anymore. take me or leave me the way that i am with all of my flaws and quirks and if that is not good enough you can freakin get out... i'm not playing peoples games anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-3244151575568962093?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/3244151575568962093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=3244151575568962093&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/3244151575568962093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/3244151575568962093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-now.html' title='WHAT NOW?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/Skce3CyToZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DPeEAblsuLk/s72-c/bench.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-6659815323148370637</id><published>2009-05-14T21:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:07:51.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDDING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/Sgz3Yur-XjI/AAAAAAAAADc/-cbl0Gbq98M/s1600-h/6a00e55186022e883401157084cdaf970b-800wi.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/Sgz3Yur-XjI/AAAAAAAAADc/-cbl0Gbq98M/s400/6a00e55186022e883401157084cdaf970b-800wi.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335911662748589618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lets see i guess i should start by saying... 19 days ago i got married! AND let me tell you it has been craziness ever since. its a big adjustment and then throw in finals and work and its enough to make someone go crazy, but i haven't reached totally crazy yet. last night was commencement for ASU and brandon graduates this year so we got to go to see President Obama speak. let me just say that he is an amazing motivational speaker. i actually think I forgot that he is the president, and not just some random speaker they hired. AMAZING :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-6659815323148370637?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/6659815323148370637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=6659815323148370637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/6659815323148370637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/6659815323148370637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding.html' title='WEDDING.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/Sgz3Yur-XjI/AAAAAAAAADc/-cbl0Gbq98M/s72-c/6a00e55186022e883401157084cdaf970b-800wi.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-2619194319757737815</id><published>2008-11-06T13:07:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:24:20.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frustration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SRNP7v5N0OI/AAAAAAAAACs/ShJ5fFDbpnA/s1600-h/obama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SRNP7v5N0OI/AAAAAAAAACs/ShJ5fFDbpnA/s320/obama.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265640277213565154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so Obama was victorious on November 4, and I could not be happier... lets hope that Obama can provide us with the change we NEED. I believe he can give it to us! but lets talk about a little thing I like to call workplace politics. APPARENTLY someone in the office I work in was offended by a conversation a few of us were having, and went to management! They stated that our conversations are off color and on going... what the heck? The individual stated that we made the statement and I am quoting here "certain races don't deserve federal aid... along with gays" first off WHAT?? really? Lets face it: I am pretty conservative when it comes to things I normally talk about...I don't like risque conversation, it makes me uncomfortable. I normally just sit at my desk and mind my own business occasionally standing up to talk to a few people around me. I really think that people need to stop trying to listen in on what other people are talking about, misunderstanding what was said, and then getting on their high horse and going to management. quit sucking up you freakin babies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-2619194319757737815?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/2619194319757737815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=2619194319757737815&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/2619194319757737815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/2619194319757737815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/11/frustration.html' title='frustration.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SRNP7v5N0OI/AAAAAAAAACs/ShJ5fFDbpnA/s72-c/obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-8075532929536460796</id><published>2008-11-04T16:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:29:28.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SRDazpGabeI/AAAAAAAAACE/D0lYGLTcKpw/s1600-h/n1017060009_30022162_1568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SRDazpGabeI/AAAAAAAAACE/D0lYGLTcKpw/s320/n1017060009_30022162_1568.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264948545137044962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was anything but ordinary. I spent some time with my long lost friends! Brad, the Nudist, came and picked me up and then we kidnapped Collin, the Mobster, went to some CRAZY asian themed Halloween spectacular show and headed to Tempe. Once we crossed city boundaries, we met up with Ariana and went and partied on the roof top. Not as exciting as it sounds. There were probably 6 Sarah Palin/ John McCain combos. By far the most popular costume. We mingled for a bit and then gathered the group, picked up Bridget and headed to Rockin R, which I normally would be against, seeing as how I am a HORRIBLE dancer, but I was in costume so it really did not matter. I put my shades on and danced. It was pretty awesome...oh except I wanted to CUT my feet off. but yeah, we danced into the night and made a little midnight stop at IHOP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-8075532929536460796?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/8075532929536460796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=8075532929536460796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/8075532929536460796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/8075532929536460796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SRDazpGabeI/AAAAAAAAACE/D0lYGLTcKpw/s72-c/n1017060009_30022162_1568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-2254853152576890037</id><published>2008-07-31T09:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T09:25:29.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAS VEGAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SJHnXAA_8pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zWMVPvoLpuQ/s1600-h/21st+Bday!+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229215024681054866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SJHnXAA_8pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zWMVPvoLpuQ/s320/21st+Bday!+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I turned 21 on Monday and thought what better way to celebrate...Go to Vegas! It was a great break from work. I had a lot of fun. It was just me and my mama. at times I think she sadly had more energy than me. There was one night I asked to go back to the room to sleep...sad news I know. I think it had to do something with how HOT it was! I know that I am from AZ and its was probably hotter here, but treking up and down the strip in it. not good. I am glad that I got to experiece every second of it though. we went to a cirque du soliel show, which was crazy! All I can say is I look forward to going back on roadtrips! : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-2254853152576890037?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/2254853152576890037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=2254853152576890037&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/2254853152576890037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/2254853152576890037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/07/las-vegas.html' title='LAS VEGAS!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SJHnXAA_8pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/zWMVPvoLpuQ/s72-c/21st+Bday!+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-334278583774418874</id><published>2008-07-09T00:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T00:31:31.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER 08!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo1fymbtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GpOX_a-w5iw/s1600-h/SWING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220913136305336018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo1fymbtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GpOX_a-w5iw/s200/SWING.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo1uXUSfI/AAAAAAAAABY/dyd11B5OA7Y/s1600-h/libs+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220913140217432562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo1uXUSfI/AAAAAAAAABY/dyd11B5OA7Y/s200/libs+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo2WiI1cI/AAAAAAAAABg/XeXH-cYIrBI/s1600-h/walmart+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220913151000237506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo2WiI1cI/AAAAAAAAABg/XeXH-cYIrBI/s200/walmart+fun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo2sJOBVI/AAAAAAAAABo/ShKPIi0qSgA/s1600-h/CHEESE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220913156801299794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo2sJOBVI/AAAAAAAAABo/ShKPIi0qSgA/s200/CHEESE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo2tkaTkI/AAAAAAAAABw/6NIUYEAKyBY/s1600-h/byebye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220913157183786562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo2tkaTkI/AAAAAAAAABw/6NIUYEAKyBY/s200/byebye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this summer has been full of suprises and little adventures...sort of. lets see...okay that was Kind of a lie. It till this point has been rather quite uneventful. Work consumes most of my time, and my roommates the other remaining bit. I have managed to sqeeze in a little reading time...a camping trip to Fossil Springs...a patriotic trip to Alpine...and bits and pieces of randomness in between. The highlight of my summer is still to come! I'm going to Las Vegas for my 21st birthday...just me and my wonderful madre! I love it! We are going to go to a couple of shows...do a little shopping aka mother daughter bonding and just see the lights oh and of course take LOTS of pictures! which I will put up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-334278583774418874?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/334278583774418874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=334278583774418874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/334278583774418874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/334278583774418874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-08.html' title='SUMMER 08!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/SHRo1fymbtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GpOX_a-w5iw/s72-c/SWING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-5037074838713278037</id><published>2008-05-06T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T12:17:51.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i know... i know...</title><content type='html'>So I haven't been very good at updating this thing! It's hard though...we just recently moved and we do NOT have any internet yet! it is HORRIBLE! trust me...but lets see I leave for Idaho in about 2 weeks...which absolutely excites me/ scares me to death. I'm not sure that I am a real big fan of change but hey its only temporary right? and plus Chloe will be there so it'll all be good! finals are almost over! I just finished writing my 10 page research paper and have one final left tomorrow night... oh yeah and don't let me forget mine and Erica's little musical blunder last night at FHE! man do I know how to screw a good thing up and make it awkward! ha love ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-5037074838713278037?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/5037074838713278037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=5037074838713278037&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/5037074838713278037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/5037074838713278037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-know-i-know.html' title='i know... i know...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-338205978221447181</id><published>2008-04-01T22:25:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:30:52.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY!!</title><content type='html'>As you all can see I have been very busy, loving engineers, running marathons, quitting school and loving my mexican marshmallows. what can I say... oh yeah I lead another life, a secret life that no one knows about. I love you all so much that I figured that I must share my secrets with you. no actually it is purely a result of me leaving my account signed in at Christin's. Guess what she went crazy and had to share my secrets! haha...but really nothing too exciting has taken place as of recent. Sam, Amanda and I are moving into the cutest little house. SUPER STOKED! it is going to be absolutely so awesome! I love those girls! and we have a wonderful little addition for the summer months! Erica! she is going to make it that much better. all I can say is its going to be stinkin amazing!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-338205978221447181?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/338205978221447181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=338205978221447181&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/338205978221447181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/338205978221447181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/04/busy.html' title='BUSY!!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-6187995942276048190</id><published>2008-04-01T00:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:36:58.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAC here I come</title><content type='html'>I have officially dropped out of ASU. In May I will be moving to LA to become a make-up artist. School starts on the 12th. It's a little nerve-wracking, but it's my calling. What Not To Wear, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-6187995942276048190?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/6187995942276048190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=6187995942276048190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/6187995942276048190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/6187995942276048190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/04/mac-here-i-come.html' title='MAC here I come'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-5004646355003432702</id><published>2008-04-01T00:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:34:56.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I ran a marathon</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I qualified for the Boston Marathon. I am so excited. Who would have though that I'd be capable of such a feat. 2 hours and 53 minutes. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-5004646355003432702?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/5004646355003432702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=5004646355003432702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/5004646355003432702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/5004646355003432702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-ran-marathon.html' title='I ran a marathon'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-6326405668630575216</id><published>2008-04-01T00:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:33:03.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus</title><content type='html'>I have a weakness in my life for engineers. I love them. Their analytical minds and sweet mesmerizing eyes just stir my soul. One day I will settle on one. For now I love many. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-6326405668630575216?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/6326405668630575216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=6326405668630575216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/6326405668630575216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/6326405668630575216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/04/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-5630852541138527060</id><published>2008-03-31T23:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:29:28.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so its been a while...</title><content type='html'>A LOT of things have gone down in the last month and I have been way horrible at sharing! lets see there was spring break which was quite uneventful except for when I went camping for a night. christine, jordan, marshall and I drove down on wednesday night and stayed for a night. then we woke up the next morning ate breakfast and took a little nap...then headed to the mudcaves!! all I can say is I love Marshall. I love Brad. Christin rocks my world. Ariana is the butter that holds my bread together, and marshmallows in Mexico taste better than anything I've ever had.&lt;div&gt;Sometimes. Life. Is. BLiss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-5630852541138527060?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/5630852541138527060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=5630852541138527060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/5630852541138527060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/5630852541138527060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-its-been-while.html' title='so its been a while...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-2795975661555187301</id><published>2008-02-28T23:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:17:02.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for REAL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/R8eiwc4WHiI/AAAAAAAAABE/N-F3TqxX8mU/s1600-h/oldman2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172281650328247842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/R8eiwc4WHiI/AAAAAAAAABE/N-F3TqxX8mU/s320/oldman2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last week or so I went with Ariana to run an errand and this is what we came across: A 70+ something old man on a razor scooter in a bright orange poncho. so bizarre. I think I may have actually cried when I saw this. It totally made my day and I hope that all of the people that come across this photo have a little extra joy in their day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-2795975661555187301?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/2795975661555187301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=2795975661555187301&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/2795975661555187301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/2795975661555187301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-for-real.html' title='This is for REAL!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_C0HOP8CvANA/R8eiwc4WHiI/AAAAAAAAABE/N-F3TqxX8mU/s72-c/oldman2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-8805759335986240440</id><published>2008-02-27T23:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:01:28.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You mess with fire...you will get burned.</title><content type='html'>How many times does it take one to realize that people will not change no matter how many chances you give them. If deep down, they are a shallow person, they will always be that. They may at times change their outward appearance to please your desires to surround yourself with better people...but really they are no different from the last time you said enough was enough. So this is my vow to myself to stop giving those who are undeserving of their fifth or sixth chances. Because yes everyone deserves a second chance. Because yes I've screwed up and taken any second chance that is given to me. But there comes a point when you can cry over people no more. when the friendship no longer outweighs the pain. And as I cried tonight I realized that I no longer need this friend that I have held on so tightly to for so long. I have begun my growing up process and well basically they aren't ready to yet, and are trying to pull me back to their level. but as I was upset tonight I realized that I no longer need to feelings of hurt this individual causes me because I have a group of people surrounding me that are the most amazing people. They are kind and caring and love me in all my bizarreness and I love having people that do not care if I do not always look pristine. Shallowness will only get you so far, so I say farewell to you my old friend because this is my stop. I'm getting off the boat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-8805759335986240440?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/8805759335986240440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=8805759335986240440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/8805759335986240440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/8805759335986240440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-mess-with-fireyou-will-get-burned.html' title='You mess with fire...you will get burned.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-6441671521613641530</id><published>2008-02-11T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T00:40:16.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful...</title><content type='html'>so today was wonderful. actually this weekend was wonderful. I love life. I love my circumstances in which I have been given. yes I have trials that stink! and some of them I still do not understand. but I have been given so much! I honestly have no complaints...at this moment at least. So this weekend I totally bought some great movies! Uncle Buck, My Girl, and Moulin Rouge. all great flicks that I cannot wait to induldge in when i get a moment! on and I got a B on my proposal for my international institutions class! with the possibility of raising it up, words from my professor! love it! absolutely love it :) what else hmm I saw a great movie that was super depressing in the end but I still recommend to all: Glory I think it was. good watch it, but expect to be a little let down. My Roommate ran a half marathon this weekend and did wonderfully! Finishing first in here age group! way to go girlie!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-6441671521613641530?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/6441671521613641530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=6441671521613641530&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/6441671521613641530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/6441671521613641530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/02/wonderful.html' title='Wonderful...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-1011588023812431903</id><published>2008-02-06T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:31:00.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut Butter...</title><content type='html'>is really all you need. jelly its nice but really its frivoulous and ehhh. all I need to survive is P.B. and maybe a little oxygen... "How am I supposed to tell you how I feel I need oxygen Oh baby if I was your lady I would make you happy I'm never gonna leave, Never gonna leave Oh baby I would be your lady I am going crazy for you" . this is my realtionship with peanut butter. now you may be asking yourself. peanut butter really? and all I am going to say is THINK ABOUT IT! you'd feel the same way. you really would. but I am not sure that I will ever be able to some how muster up the strength to hold in that much oxygen. its a task. I'm kind of scattered brained and awkward, shy you name it. its probably me. I do not know how I am going to get by the next copuple of days but its really going to be interesting...especially because if I don't change my topic of thoughts/convo ariana is going to KILL me! and rightfully so...because I know I'd probably do the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-1011588023812431903?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/1011588023812431903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=1011588023812431903&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/1011588023812431903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/1011588023812431903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/02/peanut-butter.html' title='Peanut Butter...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-3221801789809780330</id><published>2008-02-01T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:06:37.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The flowing of the river...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever awaken in the morning and realized that life is constantly evolving into new stages...weaving people in and out of your story. and felt hopeless. as if there were nothing you could do to stop the flow of traffic, realizing that as much as you care for people or had cared for people they do not seem to return the same desire for friendship. don't read me wrong. when I got up this morning I was tired as heck but in a great mood. why not be? I have a blessed life. the oppertunity to go to school and great living situation and for the most part important people in my life that I could not live with out. what I am asking is... how does someone who means so much to you slowly fade away? How can it be that such am important part of your life can just dissipate into distant memories of laugter and late nights...jokes and adventures. and as quickly as that happens, so many times seeming as if a relationship disappears over night, where are the important people in my life going to be next week? will they still be at my side or will they be off in the distance ever so slightly saying hello in my memory when a familar scent returns or the rhythmic beat of a favorite song plays. I've heard the quote that the lord decides who walks into our lives, but it is our job to make sure those who are important don't ever leave. but what if they do not want to stay? who is to say that you are as important to them as they are to you? what do we do then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-3221801789809780330?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/3221801789809780330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=3221801789809780330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/3221801789809780330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/3221801789809780330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/02/flowing-of-river.html' title='The flowing of the river...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-5534972877873169775</id><published>2008-02-01T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:01:16.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its kind of like the first day of school...</title><content type='html'>Four Jobs that I've had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Unos. it was in high school. I loved it. super easy and all my friends worked there too.&lt;br /&gt;2. lifegaurd. it was only one season. i disliked it immensely. oh but the tan was out of this world&lt;br /&gt;3. coach. sales girl. great job, great discount. love it.&lt;br /&gt;4. Pei Wei. just started but I have a feeling its going to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I have been:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pearl Harbor, Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;2. Niagra Falls&lt;br /&gt;3. Florida. my favorite past time. I've probably been there a hundred times. well maybe not that many...but oh the smell of suntan lotion.&lt;br /&gt;4. Mexico. only border towns but still way fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Favorite Foods:&lt;br /&gt;1. oatmeal. what can I say I'm having a love affair with the quaker guy. I eat it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;2. oranges. sophmore year...oh the memories.&lt;br /&gt;3. grilled cheese. so simple yet so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;4. the white pizza from oreganos. its life changing you need to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Concerts I'd like to go to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jack Johnson. my heart stops thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;2. Justin Timberlake. enough said&lt;br /&gt;3. one republic. i actually just missed the show because of WORK!&lt;br /&gt;4. the Format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four reasons why I love being me:&lt;br /&gt;1. I tell it how it is. gets me in trouble, but its worth it most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;2. I tend to suprise people a lot. I'm not what you expect me to be.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm just really starting to experience life on my own and am LOVING it.&lt;br /&gt;4. I get to have dance parties to my personal theme song. you can come over sometime and try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Classes that I wish were offered to and that I could participate in right now.&lt;br /&gt;1. non-awkward techniques 102: I'm totally working on this thanks to brad. I can now sometimes see my awkwardness.&lt;br /&gt;2. Work Ethic 101: How to NOT procrastinate and get ALL of your homework done&lt;br /&gt;3. how to choose between PB&amp;amp;J: they're all amazing but which is best!&lt;br /&gt;4. perception 100: not everything is a big deal relax a little.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-5534972877873169775?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/5534972877873169775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=5534972877873169775&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/5534972877873169775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/5534972877873169775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-kind-of-like-first-day-of-school.html' title='its kind of like the first day of school...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-300053172913459264</id><published>2008-01-31T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T00:04:05.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruises and German dance parties!</title><content type='html'>So lets see...last night we (my roommate and I) had a major ephiany. well its not that major we just picked out my theme song! holding out for a hero by the wonderful Bonnie Tyler. I think we were just about to brush our teeth and BAM! it hits ari that well it is me. so what do we do...it was probably like 11:30 we download the song and have a dance party faux mic and all( mine was my sunshine yellow toothbrush hers varied but at one point it consisted of the little hose thing thats connected to the sink. but we were going crazy dancing in the kitchen and WHACK! I totally hit my hand on the edge of the stupid chair...which I have a bruise from this morning. but it was a battle wound well worth earning. at one point I think I was actually crying I was laughing so hard. but then a couple of our dear friends stopped by right as we were checking in for the night and kept us occupied for quite sometime. Collin so kindly helping me study for my German test that I had the next morning bright and early at 9:40(okay I admit its not that early!) it was amazing! the faces of disgust he made were out of this world. If I pass the test it was because of that study session right there! but I'm not really sure...I'm a little fearful...we'll see though. what else happened today nothing too life changing I went to school, work and WALMART! can't forget our weekly late night trip to the neighborhood superstore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-300053172913459264?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/300053172913459264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=300053172913459264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/300053172913459264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/300053172913459264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/01/bruises-and-german-dance-parties.html' title='Bruises and German dance parties!'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1309177853306733395.post-1551770833073200566</id><published>2008-01-29T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T23:32:12.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to the greatest show on earth...</title><content type='html'>so moving out was the BEST thing possibly I could have ever done...that is the second time around. or is it third?! I don't really want to think about it! I have my fair share of jobs in my short life...12 to be exact...I'm still trying to find what makes me happy...and well lets face it I think I found my place in the wonderful world of Purses! so much fun! I smile thinking about it...I'm finally going to school for something that I ABSOLUTELY love! and well things are just working...they've become much more complicated without having mommy and daddy to get the tab for everything...sometimes I actually worry that food just is not in the budget ;) so we'll see where this wonderful journey takes me and who I meet along the way...I've already met some incredibly interesting folks and I really am quite fond of them...they bring a little color to my already splattered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dysfunctional&lt;/span&gt; palate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1309177853306733395-1551770833073200566?l=luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/feeds/1551770833073200566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1309177853306733395&amp;postID=1551770833073200566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/1551770833073200566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1309177853306733395/posts/default/1551770833073200566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luxuryandfoodstamps.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-to-greatest-show-on-earth.html' title='welcome to the greatest show on earth...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03080444172831466647</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/_C0HOP8CvANA/SkcbrKu-VyI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2_d9UqVcOQ/S220/twitter.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
