<?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-8434192328002770750</id><updated>2012-01-26T06:16:13.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Stay Classy, Arkansas!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-6079480156156424363</id><published>2011-12-09T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T22:39:09.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To give or not to give</title><content type='html'>Everybody knows the sound of Christmas. Those Salvation army bell ringers. Do you give whenever you pass one? I used to. I don't anymore for a few reasons. A couple years ago, some of the bell ringers outside our store got a lil greedy and decided to dip into the red buckets for themselves.  Then our manager recognized one of the bell ringers one day and couldn't figure out how he knew that person. He later realized it was someone he had picked up for shoplifting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since those episodes, I don' t give. I want to know my dollar is going to someone worthy, not greedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started a tradition of picking an angel from the Salvation Army Angel tree each year. I like knowing that my gift giving will be going to a specific person who needs it. My kid this year asked for a coat. That puts things in perspective when a child asks for a coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas time can get busy/stressful with gift buying and traveling.  I encourage you to pick one of those angel kids and know your gift will be put to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I feel for you parents who have young daughters. Buying clothes for an 11 year old is tough! I've had a hard time finding some cute things that don't look like she'll be going to the club! Kids clothes for girls are very hoochie! Even at Target. I've been shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy holiday shopping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-6079480156156424363?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/6079480156156424363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=6079480156156424363' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6079480156156424363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6079480156156424363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-give-or-not-to-give.html' title='To give or not to give'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1199408142598758654</id><published>2011-12-05T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:50:10.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just  Do It</title><content type='html'>One of my most frequent customer questions relates to weight loss products. Some honestly don't know the side effects of the "medications" and are genuinely grateful when I speak the truth and steer them away from the hype. I've had a few people say, "Ewww. Glad I asked. I definitely don't want that. " I'm all about promoting our store and providing business, but weight loss "aids" are not products I'll push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin with Alli. Also known as "Eat that hamburger and you're gonna shart your pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-us7kN-e9QEA/Tt2j-IMW8YI/AAAAAAAAATM/WgfBpMjCmcw/s1600/alli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-us7kN-e9QEA/Tt2j-IMW8YI/AAAAAAAAATM/WgfBpMjCmcw/s320/alli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682878592557969794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's designed for those already on a reduced calorie/ exercise regimen and need help getting over that plateau. It keeps your body from absorbing fat in your diet. Buuuut that fat's gotta go somewhere. Krispy Kreme sounding good tomorrow morning? Hope your bathroom at work isn't tied up. You're gonna be knocking down the co-worker for stall #3. The brochure actually lists rectal oily discharge as a side effect. I'll take wearing elastic waistbands any day over rectal discharge, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fiotqg2QkA/Tt2lWQE5MHI/AAAAAAAAATY/lUbApeyShCQ/s1600/kardashian%2Bweight%2Bloss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fiotqg2QkA/Tt2lWQE5MHI/AAAAAAAAATY/lUbApeyShCQ/s320/kardashian%2Bweight%2Bloss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682880106502631538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even get me started on these hoochies. Of course they don't have personal trainers! Could've fooled us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaAMGSMdNwU/Tt2ngcsrEDI/AAAAAAAAATk/7AW_vEIPxwE/s1600/hcg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JaAMGSMdNwU/Tt2ngcsrEDI/AAAAAAAAATk/7AW_vEIPxwE/s320/hcg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682882480712650802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HCG - The same substance that's in a pregnant woman's urine that makes the test positive. It releases the fat supplies in the body to be used as calories when combined with a restricted caloric intake (only 500?!?! calories a day).  So you want me to starve myself and inject/take liquid/swallow pills that could make a pregnancy test positive??? Sounds like a bad April fool's joke for Casey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the dealio. These weight loss aids are hype. Straight up hype. I had a friend come ask me about a kit she bought. There was the morning pill, then the night pill, then the focus mid-afternoon pill. All for the value price of $150 for a month supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She could have saved her money and bought a case of Mountain Dew and some laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for the magic potion in most diet aids? It's so simple it's scary. Caffeine and laxatives. So you can frantically tear that toilet paper into tiny lil shreds with your nervous jittery energy while you sit on the pooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind when customers ask me about the weight loss products. They need to know the truth. I do mind when they get an attitude and say "Weeeeell, if you just had to pick a product, what would you pick?" None of them. "Weeeeell, so what am I supposed to do?" Eat less and exercise. It's simple but hard at the same time. We all need to do it. It's straight up, hard core, willpower. I'm working on it. I'm still a novice. It's the truth no one wants to hear, but it's the safest. I don't want to worry about developing a heart arrhythmia from caffeine overload. Or becoming dehydrated and stressing my kidneys out from laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time that one customer doesn't heed my advice and picks up Kim K's newest product, I'm going to point them in the aisle of the Depends. You're gonna need it, girlfriend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1199408142598758654?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1199408142598758654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1199408142598758654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1199408142598758654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1199408142598758654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-do-it.html' title='Just  Do It'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-us7kN-e9QEA/Tt2j-IMW8YI/AAAAAAAAATM/WgfBpMjCmcw/s72-c/alli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-837015477354810921</id><published>2011-11-26T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T04:43:09.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping on Black Friday? Nope.</title><content type='html'>I don't do the Black Friday. I did one time in college when we went to get a computer at Walmart. Getting up at 5 AM on a holiday break? No thank you. Sleep is more precious to me. I hate large crowds, so the "excitement" that people talk about would stress me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get one deal online - a new Chi. My old faithful Chi died about a year ago, and I've been buying those cheaper versions that aren't the same. They yank the mess out of my hair. I refuse to pay the full price of $100-$120, however. I found this beauty online at Target for $60. Mine will be a cool fuchsia color. I ordered it Thursday night and went to bed while everyone else was just getting started shopping. Plus I had to work Friday.  Happy shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OaM74oY_kiQ/TtDdyx8XjkI/AAAAAAAAATA/RgSbTo529kA/s1600/chi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OaM74oY_kiQ/TtDdyx8XjkI/AAAAAAAAATA/RgSbTo529kA/s320/chi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679282994583932482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-837015477354810921?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/837015477354810921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=837015477354810921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/837015477354810921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/837015477354810921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/11/shopping-on-black-friday-nope.html' title='Shopping on Black Friday? Nope.'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OaM74oY_kiQ/TtDdyx8XjkI/AAAAAAAAATA/RgSbTo529kA/s72-c/chi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2813357350435339296</id><published>2011-10-27T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T05:35:32.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random tidbits</title><content type='html'>So I jogged yesterday for the first time in a lil over 3 weeks because of the weird foot issue. Then I came home and planted a crepe myrtle plant my grandmother gave me. I am sooooo sore today. I sat up in bed last night to look at the clock, and my abs cursed me.  On the plus side, I have no foot pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; Random quote I heard at work: "I think I've filled at your pharmacy before, but I'm not sure it's the same place." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;If I'm giving you a flu shot, and I ask, "Are you ready?" please don't reply with "Whatever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget I'm holding a needle???? Don't worry, I didn't hurt her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundried tomato and herb dip from the Target Archer Farms brand is delicious. Taking chips with my turkey sammich for lunch is boring. This is good stuff. I'm bringing these cheese cracker things to eat with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Project Runway finale tonight. I love the show, but I hate that it's an hour and a half long. That's too long for my TV ADD. I don't normally watch movies on TV, because I can't sit there long enough. But for you, Tim Gunn, I'll watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2813357350435339296?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2813357350435339296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2813357350435339296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2813357350435339296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2813357350435339296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/10/random-tidbits.html' title='Random tidbits'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-6516326914043342079</id><published>2011-10-17T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T14:58:30.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend wrap-up</title><content type='html'>Not much new going on here - I went to visit my parents this past weekend. Mom and I did some shopping and racked up on some good Kohl's deals. I got some new houseshoes (exciting!), a pair of pants for Casey, a bracelet (clearance $5), and a pair of boots (from the Junior dept - sshhhhh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wear those knee-high boots above the jeans. I look rindunkulous in them. I wanted some boots that my jeans will fit over and won't break the bank or my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEG0vh9UgGQ/TpyjOPfsuXI/AAAAAAAAASo/a5JXycKohcc/s1600/boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEG0vh9UgGQ/TpyjOPfsuXI/AAAAAAAAASo/a5JXycKohcc/s320/boots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664581896398223730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored these bad boys for a whopping $22. Thank you Kohls. They're not hooker boots, and my fat calves thank you. (They're "SO" brand, FYI.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The running is.... not happening. I did something to my foot a few weeks ago. I sprained something and had to wrap my foot for a few days. Work was oh so fun then. But it's no longer hurting, and I'm going to give it a try tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been BUSY lately. I'm now certified to give immunizations, and we've been giving flu shots like crazy! One of the reasons I chose pharmacy was so I didn't have to give shots. Guess what ! I'm giving shots and not fainting. I'm impressed with myself that I'm not getting squeamish and puking on people. There's hope yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my PSA: get your flu shots!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-6516326914043342079?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/6516326914043342079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=6516326914043342079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6516326914043342079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6516326914043342079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/10/weekend-wrap-up.html' title='Weekend wrap-up'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NEG0vh9UgGQ/TpyjOPfsuXI/AAAAAAAAASo/a5JXycKohcc/s72-c/boots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-7412638066895198446</id><published>2011-09-25T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T10:07:48.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This sucks</title><content type='html'>Running. Jogging. Gasping for breath. It sucks. I've been "trying" to get into running this summer. I started last fall, and then the holidays came along, and staying inside drinking hot chocolate and eating ooey gooey butter bars took precedence over jiggling my booty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started up again this spring/summer. I have absolutely no stamina. Jog to the end of the street? Nope. I'm not athletic. I was in band. Yellow Big Bird feather hat plume and all. Holla to the woodwinds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial goal has been to lose weight. I'm 30 and one bite of a candy bar seems to add on 5 pounds. It's rough in this new age demographic. I  have lost some weight, and that's my inspiration to keep going. My second goal is to gain some stamina, so I don't have to catch my breath after walking up a flight of stairs. I'm still working on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten very far with this. I don't want to do Couch to 5K because I'll disappoint myself if I don't get better. I've looked at it and estimate that I'm around week 4 right now. I just run. I don't know distance. I just know I can run down that street corner to that one and I couldn't do that 2 months ago. (That makes me sound like a hooker.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working on this. My goal is run a 5K eventually. I don't have a timeline. Maybe that's my problem. Maybe I need a timeline to push myself harder. I've gotten pretty sick twice this year. (Currently right now.) So I haven't run in a few weeks because I sound like a 20-year-veteran smoker at the moment hacking up my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've learned a few important things along the way. I'll share them now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A padded sports bra is a must. I've got cupcakes, not mountains. But the cupcakes still hurt when they jiggle too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Champion brand is awesome. From sports bras to tanks to shorts to the socks with the "handles" on the back. Thank you Target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Those socks with the "handles" on the back that prevent shoes from rubbing your heels. Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The right shoes. I've always loved New Balance brand. Until I started running . They fit my foot funny, and I end up looking like one of the those &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGojEyYBmwc"&gt;awkward running dudes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found some Adidas shoes at TJ Maxx for a steal, and they fit my foot perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Carry a paper towel to wipe sweat out of your eyes. Burning contacts from sweat is a pain. I have a lil wristlet thing I carry when I walk the dog / run that holds my phone, keys, and pepper spray. Mom and Dad would be proud of the pepper spray. I'm packing heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Most importantly, I've found some great blogs to read that are beyond inspirational. These girls are waaaaay more advanced than me, but they inspire me to keep going. I've even gotten feedback from some of them that was extremely helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://discombobulatedrunning.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://discombobulatedrunning.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thealmostrunner.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thealmostrunner.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.runningoffthereeses.com/"&gt;http://www.runningoffthereeses.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enduranceisntonlyphysical.com/"&gt;http://www.enduranceisntonlyphysical.com&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you girls for being my personal trainers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to go order several of these shirts from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/75134144/running-sucks-t-shirt-maroon-shirt?ref=v1_other_1"&gt;THIS Etsy seller &lt;/a&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yg2iQ9RKG9c/Tn9bRTg3UgI/AAAAAAAAASg/TiT-aeSeQkQ/s1600/running%2Bsucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yg2iQ9RKG9c/Tn9bRTg3UgI/AAAAAAAAASg/TiT-aeSeQkQ/s320/running%2Bsucks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656340009854652930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then spend a day on the couch. Coughing. Exciting Sunday y'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-7412638066895198446?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/7412638066895198446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=7412638066895198446' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7412638066895198446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7412638066895198446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-sucks.html' title='This sucks'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yg2iQ9RKG9c/Tn9bRTg3UgI/AAAAAAAAASg/TiT-aeSeQkQ/s72-c/running%2Bsucks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-6700954677640199467</id><published>2011-08-21T09:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T09:09:49.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This describes me perfectly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU5YZzww4D0/TlEs9zPDLXI/AAAAAAAAASU/zbKT2e0BKX0/s1600/work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU5YZzww4D0/TlEs9zPDLXI/AAAAAAAAASU/zbKT2e0BKX0/s320/work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643341248308915570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I dream about work almost every night. I had a dream the other  night that I got fired. And I was crying uncontrollably begging my manager to keep me. I woke up thinking what a crybaby I was. Then I was mad. Then I was mad at myself for being mad at my dream. Then I couldn't go back to sleep. Stupidness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-6700954677640199467?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/6700954677640199467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=6700954677640199467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6700954677640199467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6700954677640199467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-describes-me-perfectly.html' title='This describes me perfectly'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tU5YZzww4D0/TlEs9zPDLXI/AAAAAAAAASU/zbKT2e0BKX0/s72-c/work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2017580078821683839</id><published>2011-08-19T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T20:08:54.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Victoria is showing her secret</title><content type='html'>If I see one more customer who weighs 500+ pounds and is wearing a spaghetti strap tank top ...... with NO BRA..... I may have to make a "No bra, no service" sign.  We don't like the boobies on the counter, missy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get that it's 100+ degrees outside with 90 something percent humidity. It's hot. I get it. But the world doesn't want to see the lady-bits. Never mind that the lady-bits might be touching the knees.  This happens so often that we now have a code of "Miss America in the building." This is the code for don't look up and keep your head down working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe instead of a health fair/blood pressure/ cholesterol screening day, we should have a "Find Your Bra Size!" day. I think it'd be a good contribution to the betterment of society. Thank you and have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2017580078821683839?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2017580078821683839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2017580078821683839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2017580078821683839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2017580078821683839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/08/victoria-is-showing-her-secret.html' title='Victoria is showing her secret'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4307746704702759434</id><published>2011-08-07T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T11:49:25.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No savings for you!</title><content type='html'>(I'm saying that title in my head as the "No soup for you!" guy from Seinfeld.  Just FYI.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this weekend in Arkansas is tax-free weekend. That only applies to school supplies and clothes. I worked yesterday and knew that there would inevitably be that person who didn't know what the rules applied to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we get the call. You didn't take off my sales tax! I had to pay sales tax! She bought laxatives.  I guess you could classify that as a school supply if you're wanting to be 10 pounds lighter on the first day of school. It could also be applied to the clothes portion since you'll probably need some new clothes after taking said laxatives. Either way it's a no-win situation with those laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of this crazy tax-free weekend, I'm refusing to leave my house. I'm about to catch up on a Netflix movie and read and fall asleep to the rain. That's right. We've got rain today. You know why it's rained for the first time in months? Because I watered my backyard plants this morning. That was my rain dance. Boo-yah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4307746704702759434?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4307746704702759434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4307746704702759434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4307746704702759434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4307746704702759434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-savings-for-you.html' title='No savings for you!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2560000952497413328</id><published>2011-08-05T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T19:05:43.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSZc0fYUIfc/TjyhIp8gNXI/AAAAAAAAASM/ADT2KgTX2DE/s1600/big%2Brich%2Btexas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSZc0fYUIfc/TjyhIp8gNXI/AAAAAAAAASM/ADT2KgTX2DE/s320/big%2Brich%2Btexas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637558003631666546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously love reality TV. This is my new favorite show....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2560000952497413328?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2560000952497413328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2560000952497413328' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2560000952497413328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2560000952497413328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-new-addiction.html' title='My new addiction'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSZc0fYUIfc/TjyhIp8gNXI/AAAAAAAAASM/ADT2KgTX2DE/s72-c/big%2Brich%2Btexas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3800734341662446110</id><published>2011-07-27T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T04:44:30.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I don't end up on an episode of Hoarders...</title><content type='html'>I've been doing some major closet clean-out. I took a big load of  clothes to Goodwill and am working on another bag. First I look at what I  haven't worn in the past year. Then I look at what is just plain ugly,  why did I buy that (cause it was on the clearance rack, duh), what the  mess is this,  oh my word, gross clothes. Like a crocheted vest that I  bought when I apparently was having a grandma, put me in Easy-Spirit  shoes moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how liberating cleaning out clothes  can be. I'm truly a pack rat. I think, "Oh, I haven't worn this in 5  years, but I just might for Halloween next year!" Not any more. I'm  getting rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came across the bag. The bag. The bag  of too-big clothes I would randomly buy on sale thinking they could  someday be maternity clothes. I bought most of these clothes right after  I got married. This summer we celebrated our 5 year anniversary. 5 years ago I  thought we'd have a lil one when we reached that 5 year mark. But our  ideas have changed. Casey went back to school, and we got a dog. Dog  vomit makes me dry heave. How in the world would I handle baby vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  love kids. I babysat from junior high through college. I'll see a cute  baby in a Target buggy waving at me, and I'll wave back. But .........  we like our independence. We like sleep. We like going out to eat at the  spur of the moment. And watching "A Baby Story" on TLC makes me nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to guess that we'll be that  childless couple. At this moment in life, I don't feel like I'm missing  out. Some of my family/close family friends don't have kids, and they seem to have happy, fulfilled lives, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows - 5 years from now I may be chasing a potty training munchkin around. Time is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, that bag is going to Goodwill, too.  (Next time I'll post pics of my fabulous fashion fails. Tim Gunn would shudder.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3800734341662446110?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3800734341662446110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3800734341662446110' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3800734341662446110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3800734341662446110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-i-dont-end-up-on-episode-of-hoarders.html' title='So I don&apos;t end up on an episode of Hoarders...'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2203837020356801855</id><published>2011-04-23T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T05:40:16.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess they've got block coverage....</title><content type='html'>You know how an ID # on an insurance card ends in 01, 02, 03, etc???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 is for the cardholder, 02 is for the spouse, 03 is for the first child, 04 for the second child, yadda, yadda, yadda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I saw one today that ended in 13. And the last name was not Duggar or Gosselin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2203837020356801855?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2203837020356801855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2203837020356801855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2203837020356801855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2203837020356801855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/04/guess-theyve-got-block-coverage.html' title='Guess they&apos;ve got block coverage....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-6936259993598504418</id><published>2011-04-14T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T18:33:40.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you go Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>Technician answers the phone: "How may I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "I'd like to have my prescriptions mailed to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technician: "Where do you live?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "123 ABC Street" (This is maybe 10 minutes from our store.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technician: "How are you going to pay for the postage? Do you have a credit card number we can bill for the postage?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: "I have to pay postage?! I guess I can come by the store to pay you the postage."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-6936259993598504418?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/6936259993598504418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=6936259993598504418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6936259993598504418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6936259993598504418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/04/things-that-make-you-go-hmmm.html' title='Things that make you go Hmmm...'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5701022304397500516</id><published>2011-03-22T14:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T15:05:31.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back with a vengeance</title><content type='html'>Who's got two thumbs and got a Rocephin shot in the bootay? (point to myself) This girl. I've got some full blown strep throat. I've heard those shots are bad, but oh mercy. Of course the fact that my arms were poked 4 times and they never found a vein didn't help. I left the doctor's office feeling that I was assaulted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that swallowing water would feel like I was swallowing a basketball? I haven't had strep since I was a kid, and this is some full-blown kick my booty and throw me out the door strep. It's always a nice sign when the doc looks in your mouth and goes, "Whoa!!!"  I missed one day of work, and thankfully am off two days for me to chill on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casey's been hiding in his man cave, and poor Bella just lays beside me and lets me pet her. She's so confused as to why we're not going on our long walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside, I've caught up on some DVR'ed shows. I love, love, love  "Storage Wars" and "One Born Every Minute." Those are my new fave shows.  Now on to catch up with my girlfriend Suze Orman. Looks like another night of TV and taking my temp constantly. Every time I update Casey, he just mumbles, "Uh-huh." I could prob tell him it's 32.8 and he'd say, "Not good." Happy Tuesday (I think today's Tuesday)?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5701022304397500516?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5701022304397500516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5701022304397500516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5701022304397500516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5701022304397500516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-with-vengeance.html' title='Back with a vengeance'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-7986030216977305056</id><published>2010-10-19T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T07:34:37.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me catch you up a little</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted since May. Holy shmoly. Here's a little of what I've been doing this past summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Was interim pharmacy manager for 2 months (hated it)&lt;br /&gt;- Was officially pharmacy manager for 3 weeks (hated it even more)&lt;br /&gt;- Had a birthday and got another year closer to 30 (This last year in my twenties better be good.)&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Panama (the central American country, not Spring Break central) and absolutely loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been consuming my life. For the past 2 1/2 months, I've had one Saturday off. That sucks. With the exception of seeing my mom in June, I haven't seen the rest of my family since May! I miss them. Especially my quirky, funny grandmother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you're caught up. Hopefully it won't be another 5 months before I write again. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-7986030216977305056?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/7986030216977305056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=7986030216977305056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7986030216977305056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7986030216977305056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/10/let-me-catch-you-up-little.html' title='Let me catch you up a little'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4375928834074583694</id><published>2010-05-28T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T20:27:57.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word to the wise</title><content type='html'>Do not call my pharmacy and ask me to look something up on your profile and then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assume&lt;/span&gt; that I put you on hold. Because I didn't. I'm still on the phone with you, and when you YELL to the person in the room with you watching the BLARING TV in the background, "WHAT'S THAT SMELL?!?!" I will laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will laugh again when you say to yourself (or you think you're saying it to yourself), "Seriously. What.... is..... that ......smell?!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she located the mystery smell. It was apparently bothering her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4375928834074583694?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4375928834074583694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4375928834074583694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4375928834074583694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4375928834074583694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/05/word-to-wise.html' title='Word to the wise'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-7700548648678397476</id><published>2010-05-15T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:56:54.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no she didn't!</title><content type='html'>I got yelled at. Like a 5 year old acting up in public whose mom yells, "Stop that!" Straight up yelled at. No, it didn't happen at work, although it wouldn't be anything new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking the dog the other morning, and she proceeds to pop a squat and do her bizness. An older lady opens her front door and YELLS "Ma'am! Don't let your dog poop on my yard!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella keeps doing her thing and I answer with "I have a bag to pick it up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She yells again. "Don't let your dog poop on my yard! Once they do it, they keep doing it! Don't let your poop on my yard! Don't let your dog poop on my yard!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting annoyed cause she won't shut up. I get the point, lady.  I answer again. "See, I have a bag. I'm picking it up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She keeps yelling until we're on the next block. Holy mackerel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was beyond pissed. It's not like I'm one of those dog walkers who lets their dog pop a squat and leave it. There are PLENTY of those in the neighborhood. Dog poop is everywhere. Sidewalk, yards, everywhere. It's gross.  I have a little baggy attachment that hooks onto the leash. It's a fire hydrant that holds the poop bags, so they're always accessible. It's cute. Other dog walkers have even asked where I got it, cause they want one.  Cute and functional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing my dog owner duty of picking up poop. And I got yelled out cause my dog wants to drop it. She's a dog, lady. That's what dogs do. This is a dog filled neighborhood. Accept it. So I guess she's going to sit by her front door and yell at every person whose dog stops in her yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few blocks  over, another house took a more tactful approach. They posted a sign on the back of their mailbox asking people to pick up their dog poop. It rhymed and was funny and made me laugh. That's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ole lady yelling like the character on Saturday Night Live (remember that?) was not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my dad's response when I relayed the story to him. Go all old school and put a flaming bag of poo on her doorstep. Tempting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-7700548648678397476?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/7700548648678397476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=7700548648678397476' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7700548648678397476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7700548648678397476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/05/oh-no-she-didnt.html' title='Oh no she didn&apos;t!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-6865066700681456137</id><published>2010-05-06T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T08:25:42.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superfly</title><content type='html'>Add &lt;a href="http://tv.yahoo.com/blog/fashion-expert-sounds-off-on-kardashian-style--1041"&gt;THIS &lt;/a&gt;to my list of reasons of why I love Tim Gunn. I know the last season of Project Runway just ended, but I'm missing it and ready for the new season! Even Casey likes the show and admits that Tim Gunn has mad wardrobe skills. Heidi may be the show's host, but Tim is the star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off work today and starting to get sick. Again. I've got to go run some errands, and as in the words of Tim, I'm going to MAKE IT WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite designer this past season was Anthony. He was hilarious! Check him out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bp-VS_0SNR0"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;  and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5KA1oV4YhzQ&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love, love, love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-6865066700681456137?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/6865066700681456137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=6865066700681456137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6865066700681456137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6865066700681456137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/05/superfly.html' title='Superfly'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3724307919435579978</id><published>2010-04-20T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:13:01.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because it's taking every ounce of my patience</title><content type='html'>If you call my place of work, and I answer the phone with "Greatest pharmacy in the world, this is Erin. How can I help you?" ................... do ..... not..... respond with "HUH???" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I get it. Maybe you meant to call the bank. Or the plumber. Or the pizza delivery place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't make me repeat this intro 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 3rd time, I'll reply "Ok, who are you trying to call?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you reply, "HUH? Is the greatest pharmacy?" I just might want to beat you with a silly stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reassuring a customer tonight that her blood pressure med was the same medicine she's been taking for months. I told her that although the appearance of the pills had changed because of a different manufacturer that we had in stock, it was the same medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied with, "Well I know it's the same, but I just wanted to make sure you didn't add any extra ingredients to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stumped. Apparently we're not only pill counters, we're pill chefs. I knew I added too much paprika to that verapamil!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3724307919435579978?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3724307919435579978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3724307919435579978' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3724307919435579978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3724307919435579978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/04/because-its-taking-every-ounce-of-my.html' title='Because it&apos;s taking every ounce of my patience'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4034632775072815477</id><published>2010-04-18T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T07:29:44.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alrighty then</title><content type='html'>Alright chicos and chicas, let's get down to business. I'm hoping to get back to more blogging and will eventually catch up on everybody's posts.  Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to &lt;a href="http://shannontrickey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shannon &lt;/a&gt;for tagging me with the Honest Scrap award! Now I must list 10 honest things about myself.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S8sR3L6cLzI/AAAAAAAAARc/wgPiAWRnTcc/s1600/honest_scrap_large5B35D5B15D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S8sR3L6cLzI/AAAAAAAAARc/wgPiAWRnTcc/s320/honest_scrap_large5B35D5B15D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461478612905242418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I absolutely hate roller coasters. Watching a roller coaster ride on TV makes my hands/feet sweat. It terrifies me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have the same fear about snakes. Can't stand them. If one is on TV, I have to cover my face. Much thanks to Casey for sending me random emails with pictures of snakes. Not cool, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I worked out on our elliptical yesterday for the first time in MONTHS!  I don't think it likes me.  It tried to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I got the title of my blog from Ron Burgundy. Remember in "Anchorman" when he says "You stay classy, San Diego?" Plus "Arkansas" and "classy" might be considered an oxymoron to some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have to hit my snooze button twice every morning and must set my alarm early to allow for the snooze hitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I'm a band nerd. I was in band from the 6th grade through my freshman year of college. I LOVE  halftime band shows! Whoop whoop for the clarinets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I hate watching medical shows. People say to me, "Oh you're in pharmacy, you must like watching all those shows." Nope. When the workday is done, I'd rather relax my brain with mind numbing shows like the Real Housewives series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I can't sew. My grandmother and mom are excellent seamstresses, but I lost that gene. It became pretty evident during 12th grade Home Ec class when my boxer shorts we sewed had the fabric upside down and backwards on one leg. Fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I  have my natural hair color back. My hair appt last week was the first time in 10 years that I got just a cut and not a color, too.  However, I still think of myself as a lost blonde. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Casey is a video game fanatic. I tried to get into video games with him but was bored out of my mind! So now he has a man cave where he can keep that hobby all to himself. But I honestly tried. Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4034632775072815477?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4034632775072815477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4034632775072815477' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4034632775072815477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4034632775072815477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/04/alrighty-then.html' title='Alrighty then'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S8sR3L6cLzI/AAAAAAAAARc/wgPiAWRnTcc/s72-c/honest_scrap_large5B35D5B15D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-153708099814869895</id><published>2010-04-06T04:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T04:38:41.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a slacker</title><content type='html'>Be back soon. Pinky promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-153708099814869895?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/153708099814869895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=153708099814869895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/153708099814869895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/153708099814869895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-slacker.html' title='i&apos;m a slacker'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5378584159542425720</id><published>2010-02-28T07:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T07:45:17.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation can't come soon enough</title><content type='html'>I'm taking 2 days of vacation next month, and those 2 days can't come soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer on the phone: My copays went up from $6 to $12. Rupert gets his for $4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hang on, let me look up your profile. (Sees she hasn't filled anything at our store since 2007.) You didn't get those Rxs filled here. (I don't know who Rupert is either.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Well, no....... but I'm a long time customer of your store. I want to get them filled at your store because they'll be $4. (Red flag - uh-oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I can transfer them from your present pharmacy. What meds are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I don't know. I don't want them transferred. I just want them filled to know the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Shaking my head) Well, then I'll need new Rxs from the Dr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Ok, I'll bring them in. (Shows  up 2 hrs later and presents receipts from the pharmacy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:These aren't new Rxs, these are receipts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Well, I just don't know what these are. I don't know what you mean by a new Rx. (I'm biting my tongue at this point.) Is my medicine $4? (Only 1 of her 3 meds would be $4 on cash. I give her cash prices on the other meds, and tell her the insurance copay is a lot cheaper.)  Well, I just don't know why my insurance wants $12.  Is it $4? (She asks this question a total of 4 times.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you want me to transfer these Rxs for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: No, I like my pharmacy just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*This conversation was the short version. It involved 2 phone calls and a face-to-face talk. It probably took 20-25 minutes total of my time. If you walk into my pharmacy and see me with my head laying on my terminal, this is why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5378584159542425720?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5378584159542425720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5378584159542425720' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5378584159542425720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5378584159542425720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/02/vacation-cant-come-soon-enough.html' title='Vacation can&apos;t come soon enough'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-8197479788379960875</id><published>2010-02-20T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T06:56:04.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope this fad doesn't catch on</title><content type='html'>I've recently become a fan of &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/"&gt;Forever 21 &lt;/a&gt;after reading other blogs. Yes, you have to sort through the teeny-bopper stuff, but I've found some cute tops and accessories at a really good price. However, this is one item I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S3_24XpveNI/AAAAAAAAARU/MyFdSKuTTDQ/s1600-h/romper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S3_24XpveNI/AAAAAAAAARU/MyFdSKuTTDQ/s320/romper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440338323169048786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The romper. When did someone decide these are cute?! Whoever buys this probably wears roller skates and smacks her gum. I just don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-8197479788379960875?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/8197479788379960875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=8197479788379960875' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/8197479788379960875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/8197479788379960875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/02/hope-this-fad-doesnt-catch-on.html' title='Hope this fad doesn&apos;t catch on'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S3_24XpveNI/AAAAAAAAARU/MyFdSKuTTDQ/s72-c/romper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3508194151360482908</id><published>2010-02-19T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T05:44:33.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well they look reputable....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lipstickatthemailbox.com/"&gt;Lipstick's&lt;/a&gt; post today got me remembering a commercial I saw recently. I can't believe they actually air this.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DxA5gRiB-os"&gt;Mo Money Taxes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3508194151360482908?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3508194151360482908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3508194151360482908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3508194151360482908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3508194151360482908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-they-look-reputable.html' title='Well they look reputable....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1224269673411309467</id><published>2010-02-17T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:49:25.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This isn't Burger King, and you can't have it your way.</title><content type='html'>Let me first let you know that my place of employment matches the $4 prescriptions. With that being said, please do not call me and tell me you want your blood pressure med on the $4 VALUE MENU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to say, "Thank you and drive up to the next window please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I should throw in a coupon for some Prevacid OTC since they're probably headed to Mickey D's next. Well, crap I'll just throw some napkins and straws in their bag and really confuse them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if we can only figure out what the toy should be. .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" target="" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1224269673411309467?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1224269673411309467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1224269673411309467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1224269673411309467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1224269673411309467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-isnt-burger-king-and-you-cant-have.html' title='This isn&apos;t Burger King, and you can&apos;t have it your way.'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4810801825801624451</id><published>2010-02-15T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T04:46:21.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that simple.</title><content type='html'>Saturday at work, a customer was asking about what to use for her daughter's head lice. She had tried Rid and Nix, but every time the kid went to spend the night at a friend's house, she got re-infested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady must have been reading my mind, because she then said, "I just can't tell her not to go over there. It's her friend! But every time she does, she gets the lice again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every product I recommended, she had already tried. Sorry lady. Unless you toughen up and tell the daughter no, you're stuck with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice some tough love for pete's sake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4810801825801624451?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4810801825801624451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4810801825801624451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4810801825801624451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4810801825801624451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-that-simple.html' title='It&apos;s that simple.'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3339921685579709593</id><published>2010-02-11T08:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:35:04.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Customer question of the day:</title><content type='html'>Mrs. Procrastinator: Can I borrow some pills until my Dr appt? I have no refills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How many do you need? 2? 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Procrastinator: Several weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh, no. I'll fax your Dr. to get you a refill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Procrastinator: Don't bother. I don't feel like coming up here again. I'll just go without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3339921685579709593?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3339921685579709593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3339921685579709593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3339921685579709593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3339921685579709593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/02/customer-question-of-day.html' title='Customer question of the day:'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5256796186029806603</id><published>2010-02-11T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:23:46.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm tired of my suitcase being repacked....</title><content type='html'>Ok, Mr. Winter. Let's have a talk. It's time to GO AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to get our 3rd round of snow tonight. Sheesh. I like the Holiday Inn Express, but I didn't want to become so acquainted with it this month. I'm tired of unpacking and repacking just in case I get stuck at work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what rain and snow does to roads, right? Major potholes. Going down Chenal yesterday was like playing the game Mario Kart. It was B-A-D. My street alone is so caked with snow that the garbage truck and mailman went to every street except ours! Niiiice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring can come as early as it wants to. I won't object.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5256796186029806603?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5256796186029806603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5256796186029806603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5256796186029806603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5256796186029806603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/02/because-im-tired-of-my-suitcase-being.html' title='Because I&apos;m tired of my suitcase being repacked....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-7055445732486456487</id><published>2010-02-05T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:45:04.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;Kelly's Korner &lt;/a&gt;is hosting a "Beauty Tips" blog post, so I thought I'd share a few of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20Du85tQVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GqBg90e-xls/s1600-h/clean+and+clear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 117px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20Du85tQVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GqBg90e-xls/s320/clean+and+clear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435004430463091026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Clean and Clear Exfoliating Face Wash - I love the exfoliating beads in this face wash. My face feels really soft after using this. I still get break-outs, but salicylic acid dries the mess out of my face. This doesn't irritate my skin, so it's a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20DvaropNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ct9s4Qijdx0/s1600-h/oil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20DvaropNI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ct9s4Qijdx0/s320/oil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435004438457132242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Moroccan Oil - My hair stylist recommended this product, because my hair is occasionally dry. I'm sure it's because I use my Chi iron and blowdryer every day. My stylist says I shouldn't wash my hair everyday since that tends to dry hair out. However, I feel gross if I don't wash my hair every night.  A little of this oil goes a long way. I don't think I'll be able to use this in the summer, but it's good for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20DvzOL7GI/AAAAAAAAARE/ShzYNXRRlJo/s1600-h/touch+base.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20DvzOL7GI/AAAAAAAAARE/ShzYNXRRlJo/s320/touch+base.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435004445044501602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Clinique Touch Base For Eyes- This stuff is magic. I have a really oily face, even oily eyelids. If I wear eyeshadow, it'll crease in an hour if I don't wear this product. Put this base on your eyelids, then the shadow and it won't crease.  I previously used almost all Clinique makeup, but that got really expensive. The only Clinique products I use now are this eye base and their eyeliner. I'll splurge for those two things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20DusT0bGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/g8HU-ey4QyM/s1600-h/bed+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20DusT0bGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/g8HU-ey4QyM/s320/bed+head.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435004426009209954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Bed Head Masterpiece Hairspray - This is some major hold hairspray, and it smells great, too. I think it has a watermelon scent. Even Casey loves this hairspray, so we both use it. My hair stylist introduced me to this, but I've seen it sold at Target, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20LhXjh11I/AAAAAAAAARM/btad1miZ_hE/s1600-h/loreal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20LhXjh11I/AAAAAAAAARM/btad1miZ_hE/s320/loreal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435012993192679250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  L'oreal Infallible Foundation/Powder - (Not sure why this pic is so large) I've tried the more expensive brands of Clinique and Estee Lauder but couldn't find a shade to match my skin. Cover Girl and Maybelline brand foundations are too thin to provide any coverage for me. Finally, I liked the coverage and the shade match of L'oreal.  It's around $13 a bottle, and I usually stock up when Walgreen's has this on buy one, get one 1/2 off sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Another super cheap beauty staple is Vaseline. I use it to take off eye makeup. My eyes water a LOT, so I have to wear waterproof mascara. Vaseline takes the stubborn waterproof makeup right off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all having a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-7055445732486456487?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/7055445732486456487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=7055445732486456487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7055445732486456487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7055445732486456487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/02/beauty-favorites.html' title='Beauty Favorites'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S20Du85tQVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GqBg90e-xls/s72-c/clean+and+clear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-122242022788213166</id><published>2010-01-31T09:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T09:37:30.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not ready for another week</title><content type='html'>When bad weather is predicted in central Arkansas, we look at it with a doubtful eye. Last month it was predicted and ended up being nothing. This time however was a different story.  Friday morning I was wide awake at 3AM listening to sleet. I drove to work in that messy crap. Friday night a fellow pharmacist co-worker and myself stayed in a hotel in our work town (an hour away from home) because we couldn't make the drive home.  Power kept going out everywhere in our work town.... except for the pharmacy of course. We were truckin away filling Rxs. So we get to the hotel and the power goes out there. Go figure.  I fell asleep reading a book by flashlight. When you hear no traffic, no TV, absolutely nothing.... silence can be eery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning we woke up with intentions to go to the store for a few hours while the roads thawed then head home.  But..... the pharmacist who was working that day lives in town but had fallen on ice and bruised up his arm.  So he went home and we stayed to work. I convinced the other pharmacist to leave early because she had worked more hours than me that week.  Several pharmacists who lived in LR called and gave me road updates and that the roads would be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when there's a time gap of 3 hours between when they drove and when I drove, the dang roads had re-frozen.  I slid home on I-630, and if you know LR and Chenal/Bowman, you probably know it was a solid sheet of ice. I got stuck at a traffic light and couldn't go. Pump gas... nothing. Pump gas again and praying I don't slide backwards down the Chenal hill. Finally after much praying (and a whole lot of cursing, too) I got through the light. Two days away from home felt like a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one day off and now a new work week starts tomorrow. And it's the first of the  month!! Oh joyousness. At least the sun is out and melting this ugly mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: If you're stranded and need a hotel, Holiday Inn Express is an excellent choice. The super comfy bed with down comforter was heavenly. They had an awesome free breakfast of coffee, juices, omelets, biscuits &amp;amp; gravy, cereal, cinnamon rolls .... it was so good!  The price was a little steep but I was not about to camp out at the store!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-122242022788213166?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/122242022788213166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=122242022788213166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/122242022788213166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/122242022788213166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-ready-for-another-week.html' title='Not ready for another week'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1888550787090842287</id><published>2010-01-25T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:56:15.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does this count as hoarding?</title><content type='html'>I just cleaned out my email inbox. All 3,000 emails. Amazing how cleaning out thousands of emails can make you feel like you accomplished something. Does that mean I was an email hoarder?? (That show comes on tonight, and you know I'll be watching it. It's a train wreck. You just can't turn away.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a mini file cabinet to help with my lack of organization skills.  The thought of file folders all neatly organized and tagged makes me a happy person. Sad, I know. I'm resolving to be a more organized person this year. I do NOT want to end up on the show "Hoarders." Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;On another note, why oh why do doctors' offices call you back from the waiting room to have you wait for another 25 minutes in the exam room????? It's like if we called a customer's name at the pharmacy and then said, "Ooops, it's not really ready. You have to wait another half hour to check out. Sorry."  It's such a tease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1888550787090842287?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1888550787090842287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1888550787090842287' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1888550787090842287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1888550787090842287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/01/does-this-count-as-hoarding.html' title='Does this count as hoarding?'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3670029340394642139</id><published>2010-01-24T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T08:25:18.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S1xvj7R4K9I/AAAAAAAAAQc/6HfglJVqOTQ/s1600-h/deb+div.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S1xvj7R4K9I/AAAAAAAAAQc/6HfglJVqOTQ/s320/deb+div.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430337913700756434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished reading this book, but I never read Sykes' first book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bergdorf Blondes&lt;/span&gt;. Apparently this book picks up where &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bergdorf Blondes &lt;/span&gt;ended.  I don't think it mattered that I skipped the first book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about the lives of the social elite of New York City and who is divorcing, who is marrying, who is cheating, who is having future-socialite babies...... yada, yada, yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminded me a lot of this book that I haaated......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S1xxm-CP6jI/AAAAAAAAAQk/rr3FQ3_sURw/s1600-h/tradingup_book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S1xxm-CP6jI/AAAAAAAAAQk/rr3FQ3_sURw/s320/tradingup_book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430340165003373106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It too was about the social elite of NYC. It's hard for me to grasp the idea that people actually live like this - jet-setting to Europe, buying everything Dior or Versace, spending a fortune on jewelery, sleeping with available or unavailable men..... It probably didn't help the fact that I was in the middle of reading this when all the Haiti coverage broke. Seeing people without water makes you hate the character in the book who can't decide what to wear to the gala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the book had its humorous moments, and I did like it better than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trading Up.&lt;/span&gt; But I'm not a label person. The book was all about some label dropping - constantly. I could care less about labels (as evidenced by the fact that I love &amp;amp; adore Kohl's and JC Penney...... hello clearance rack).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer books about "normal" people and their "normal" lives. Some people like books that are totally different than their day-to-day lives and want an escape. Not me. I like reality. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Debutante Divorcee&lt;/span&gt; had very little touch of reality with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it funny? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Would I recommend it? If you like reading how a group of young, rich, and carefree adults live, then sure.&lt;br /&gt;My final grade: C&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3670029340394642139?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3670029340394642139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3670029340394642139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3670029340394642139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3670029340394642139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/01/book-review.html' title='Book review'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S1xvj7R4K9I/AAAAAAAAAQc/6HfglJVqOTQ/s72-c/deb+div.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-6300526198900001763</id><published>2010-01-23T08:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T08:32:30.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Origin codes</title><content type='html'>For you pharmacy people, what the heck is the deal with the annoying origin codes?! Is it just another way for our insurance friends to recoup their money? I'm guessing yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wasting my time. Okay, I've had my rant for today. Moving on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-6300526198900001763?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/6300526198900001763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=6300526198900001763' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6300526198900001763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6300526198900001763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/01/origin-codes.html' title='Origin codes'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1983738698039218724</id><published>2010-01-10T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:53:04.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S0pw_d8jBBI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PT2khUCh-L8/s1600-h/SD530887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S0pw_d8jBBI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PT2khUCh-L8/s320/SD530887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425272936793834514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S0pw_DpLTUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FcHCF4nrbiw/s1600-h/SD530891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S0pw_DpLTUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/FcHCF4nrbiw/s320/SD530891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425272929733266754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S0pw_MO_s5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/S8Zle0oUPRE/s1600-h/SD530824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S0pw_MO_s5I/AAAAAAAAAPs/S8Zle0oUPRE/s320/SD530824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425272932039373714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S0pwN_Hq32I/AAAAAAAAAPk/BtqT8KoXKxU/s1600-h/SD530912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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It was stunning. We stayed at a Breezes resort in Runaway Bay. We had plenty of restful beach time, but we also did a lot of sightseeing excursion time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Traveling and planning our excursions once we got there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: My dad, brother, and Casey went to a mountain that had a bobsled ride. Since this involved taking  a sky lift to get to the ride, Mom and I opted out. Heights = sick stomachs for us. We instead went to an AMAZING botanical garden that had 14 natural waterfalls.  The place was once a resort, but the hotel part has since closed down. Our guide was great and pointed out the medicinal uses of a lot of the plants. Did you know a certain variety of cactus is a laxative? Yep, me neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Dad, brother, and Casey went parasailing. (Heights again for the dare-devil men). Mom and I went to Ocho Rios (about a 30min taxi ride away) for some touristy shopping. We met some fellow taxi riders from New York and London who were very interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: The whole family went to Dunns River Falls (the #1 tourist spot in Jamaica). A lot of people can climb the waterfall, but we chose to do the tour along a safer path beside the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Traveled home :-(  The Montego Bay airport was awesome. It was like a mini shopping mall! We shopped a little more and ate at Jimmy Buffett's Margaritaville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some firsts for me on the trip:&lt;br /&gt;- Tried sushi&lt;br /&gt;- Fed a parrot while it set on my hand (sharp talons!)&lt;br /&gt;- Watched goat races on the beach (The country has an insane number of goats running around.)&lt;br /&gt;- Chilled in a hammock&lt;br /&gt;- Didn't get nauseous on the plane (Transderm Scopolamine patches are my best friend.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back. Is it bad that I've been searching on the Internet for my next trip to somewhere Caribbean? :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1983738698039218724?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1983738698039218724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1983738698039218724' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1983738698039218724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1983738698039218724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/01/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/S0pw_d8jBBI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PT2khUCh-L8/s72-c/SD530887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-243435131687704537</id><published>2010-01-01T07:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T07:28:50.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my palm tree???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sz4Tnp_fPkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JCRUIuN8kcE/s1600-h/SD530822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sz4Tnp_fPkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JCRUIuN8kcE/s320/SD530822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421792573408624194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left 80 degree weather in Jamaica and came home to 30 degree weather. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go back. I could get used to Caribbean weather in December. Eating fresh fruit, swimming in the ocean, wearing flip-flops every day....... it was heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-243435131687704537?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/243435131687704537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=243435131687704537' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/243435131687704537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/243435131687704537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2010/01/wheres-my-palm-tree.html' title='Where&apos;s my palm tree???'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sz4Tnp_fPkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/JCRUIuN8kcE/s72-c/SD530822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-7803610906259795069</id><published>2009-12-21T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T05:35:16.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It sneaks up on ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sy9sX9znWiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1CZ3rTmUBH8/s1600-h/SD530693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sy9sX9znWiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1CZ3rTmUBH8/s320/SD530693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417668035733838370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wanted to do a Christmas card with Bella this year. First I procrastinated and waited too long to order the cards. Then I couldn't get a good picture of her.  She was not feeling the picture day as evidenced here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sy9sdXEcjKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/MHSKujkFlRI/s1600-h/SD530692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sy9sdXEcjKI/AAAAAAAAAOs/MHSKujkFlRI/s320/SD530692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417668128414665890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe next year....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-7803610906259795069?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/7803610906259795069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=7803610906259795069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7803610906259795069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7803610906259795069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-sneaks-up-on-ya.html' title='It sneaks up on ya'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sy9sX9znWiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/1CZ3rTmUBH8/s72-c/SD530693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5324743990589607760</id><published>2009-11-28T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T20:12:11.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One heckuva football game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SxHxcx1GFLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8iBpoMus0aw/s1600/FANBANNER-ARKANSAS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SxHxcx1GFLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8iBpoMus0aw/s320/FANBANNER-ARKANSAS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409370104163341490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERSUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SxHxztqzukI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rqR1vFau808/s1600/lsu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SxHxztqzukI/AAAAAAAAAOc/rqR1vFau808/s320/lsu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409370498183445058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They won. We lost by a friggin field goal in overtime. I have several friends who are LSU fans and are rubbin it in my face right now. The "gasp" of the game was when an Arkansas player and an LSU player hit helmets, and the AR player's helmet flew off! Then he came back a few plays later to catch a touchdown! The same guy, Joe Adams, had a stroke earlier this season! Talk about some long term head injuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome game. Who is your favorite college team?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5324743990589607760?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5324743990589607760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5324743990589607760' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5324743990589607760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5324743990589607760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-heckuva-football-game.html' title='One heckuva football game'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SxHxcx1GFLI/AAAAAAAAAOU/8iBpoMus0aw/s72-c/FANBANNER-ARKANSAS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-7373632561524111313</id><published>2009-11-19T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:51:11.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Major fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SwX1bpWq0WI/AAAAAAAAAOM/uhfoCWEPdU0/s1600/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SwX1bpWq0WI/AAAAAAAAAOM/uhfoCWEPdU0/s320/car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405996783034356066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh this is a good one. I was off work today, so Casey and I had plans to eat lunch today when he got out of class then run some errands and buy groceries. He calls me and says I need to come pick him up at campus, because his car won't start. He tried jumper cables, but it still didn't start. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get in my car. Guess what. Mine won't start. Geez-a-moly. All I can do is put my head on the steering wheel and laugh hysterically.  I call him back to tell him our good fortune, and he informs me his phone is about to die. Double crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call a tow truck for his car and for mine. Then I call the Nissan dealership to inform them that 2 (yes, 2) cars will be arriving shortly. The guy at the dealership is laughing and tells me I must have really bad luck. No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tow guy arrives and the car still doesn't start for him. He pumps the gas a few times and magically it starts.  His advice is still to take it in and have it checked out. Otherwise this could happen again, and I could be stranded somewhere.  That would be triple crap. Since I work an hour away from home, I take his advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casey's car gets fixed first. It's a problem with the fuel sensor (we had it replaced just a few years ago).  Mine is still sitting at the dealership. They don't know why it didn't start and want to keep it overnight to observe in the morning. I guess it's in car ICU. Keep in mind that Casey's car (my old car) is a 2002 Altima. The one still at the dealership is the 2009 Altima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 3rd time the '02 Altima has been towed. First and third times were the fuel sensors. The second time was when all 4 tires got stolen.  Good story.  That was when we lived at the fine apartment establishment (crap palace).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I got nothing accomplished today. And that CE time? Out the window. Maybe I should put the towing company on my contacts list in my phone. I see a trend starting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-7373632561524111313?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/7373632561524111313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=7373632561524111313' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7373632561524111313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7373632561524111313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/11/major-fail.html' title='Major fail'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SwX1bpWq0WI/AAAAAAAAAOM/uhfoCWEPdU0/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5244570495657143767</id><published>2009-11-19T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:25:44.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh</title><content type='html'>So I'm a slacker and haven't posted in weeks. Everything has hit me at once. I worked a LOT of extra hours at work and then got sick.  I was useless at work. Everytime I picked up the phone, I'd go into a coughing fit. Like make myself choke from coughing so hard. Grossness. Menthol cheap-o cough drops were my best friend. Delsym and Mucinex DM were pointless. So I finally went to the doctor and got some doxy for a respiratory infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tussionex. Oh magical Tussionex. I haven't slept that well in YEARS.  It never made me loopy; it just put me out like a light. Glorious stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once I finished my fog of sickness I realized.... I have to renew my license by the end of December and I'm NOWHERE close to having my completed CE (Continuing Education.) So my off days are spent reading articles and taking tests and trying to not be bored out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Then there's that approaching thing called Christmas. Which means I have to get my booty in gear and buy gifts! Last weekend my friend Andrea and I went to Holiday House that was sponsored by the LR Junior League. I did get some gifts there, but mainly stuff for myself. Figures, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the week after Christmas we're going with my parents and brother to JAMAICA! Our family hasn't taken a vacation like this in 13 years. It's way overdue. I am majorly pumped! Goodbye worries at work and hello beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I'm reading CE and kicking myself for procrastinating, I just keep thinking "sun, beach, ocean.... I can do this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5244570495657143767?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5244570495657143767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5244570495657143767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5244570495657143767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5244570495657143767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/11/sheesh.html' title='Sheesh'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4651386933808960137</id><published>2009-10-27T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:42:25.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the simple things....</title><content type='html'>I hate Wal-Mart shopping carts. I love the new, plastic carts that Target has switched to using. Even my favorite Kroger (favorite b/c it used to have a Starbucks inside ) has those dreaded metal carts. I had to go to Wal-Mart in the rain today for groceries. I get across the store and the wheels won't turn. Like will NOT turn. I'm pushing with every ounce of strength (with isn't much) to push that dang cart around. I figure it's too much trouble to trek up front and unload my items into a new cart. So I take the easier and more embarrassing route and look like I'm breaking a sweat pushing this cart around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cursed in public. I may curse, but not in public for fear that children will be around. I cursed at that stupid cart that was making me use wimpy arm muscles. I glanced around hoping some innocent, cute Cindy Who child wouldn't be staring at me. Fortunately, only an older man was nearby. I'm sure he was laughing at my struggle with the cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that cart had it out for me. Around the vegetable section (Yes, I bought vegetables. Who knew!) which is right before the registers, that dang cart started rolling just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing out of my trip? I decided that counted as my exercise for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4651386933808960137?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4651386933808960137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4651386933808960137' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4651386933808960137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4651386933808960137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-simple-things.html' title='It&apos;s the simple things....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3132847463354384803</id><published>2009-10-25T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T08:36:53.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't eat that!</title><content type='html'>This was the status of a fellow pharmacist on his facebook page yesterday: "Today I had to explain to an adult the definition of diarrhea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do people not know this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I was showing a young mom some over-the-counter glycerin suppositories for her&lt;br /&gt;constipated child. She asked, "So I put these in her mouth and she eats them?" Oh lawd. She was shocked that she was going to have to put the suppository in the child's bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought things like this were common knowledge! Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I told the fellow pharmacist my recent encounter, he replied back, "I usually think putting 'insert rectally' in my suppository Rx directions is understood and unnecessary for me to write. But now I guess it's needed!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3132847463354384803?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3132847463354384803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3132847463354384803' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3132847463354384803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3132847463354384803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-eat-that.html' title='Don&apos;t eat that!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5117414398862874118</id><published>2009-10-25T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T08:26:02.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SuRnLDOS-OI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZA4z6lPOcsQ/s1600-h/blogaward.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SuRnLDOS-OI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZA4z6lPOcsQ/s320/blogaward.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396551693038188770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Rosalyn at &lt;a href="http://dooleyandme.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dooley and Me &lt;/a&gt;for the blog award! You should check her site out, and the picture of her puppy is just adorable!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are the one-word answers to the questionnaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your hair? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Brunette (This is a big deal, because I've always been blonde.) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Your mother? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Teacher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your father? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Farmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your favorite food? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nachos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your dream last night? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dunno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your favorite drink? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your dream/goal? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happiness&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What room are you in? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear?  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in six years? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Something that you aren't? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rested&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Muffins? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chocolate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Wish list item? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Doors (Boring I know. We're getting new storm doors, and then I want new shower doors. Yawn, yawn, yawn.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where did you grow up? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arkansas  (Of course!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last thing you did? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you wearing? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pajamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your TV? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your pets? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Friends? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Your life? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Busy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your mood? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sleepy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Missing someone? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Vehicle? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Altima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Something you're not wearing? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Makeup &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Your favorite store? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kohl's&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When was the last time you laughed? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Laughing&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Your best friend? &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://lesliesrandomness.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Leslie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. One place that I could go over and over?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. One person who emails you regularly? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mom&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Favorite place to eat? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5117414398862874118?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5117414398862874118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5117414398862874118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5117414398862874118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5117414398862874118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks.html' title='THANKS!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SuRnLDOS-OI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ZA4z6lPOcsQ/s72-c/blogaward.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1166918644548302663</id><published>2009-10-11T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T18:24:53.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta watch this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/StKCCEObYGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PY_zN0XF0_Q/s1600-h/dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/StKCCEObYGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PY_zN0XF0_Q/s320/dd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391514675921510498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anybody seen this show? It's "Dallas Divas and Daughters" on the Style network. Oh my goodness it's a mess. The moms are snooty patooties and the daughters are following in their "I'm special, and I deserve the best" attitude. It's just hilarious to watch. On this week's episode, it was prom time. One of the girls was going to tell her date her true feelings about how much she liked him.  He was OBVIOUSLY gay, and he confirmed that when she spilled her feelings. I felt so sorry for the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like the Real Housewives series, then you'll love this show, too. A couple of the moms are snippy with each other and a fight is surely on the agenda for a future show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern Belles? Probably not. Another "It's pitiful but I have to watch it anyway" show? Yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1166918644548302663?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1166918644548302663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1166918644548302663' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1166918644548302663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1166918644548302663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/10/gotta-watch-this.html' title='Gotta watch this'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/StKCCEObYGI/AAAAAAAAAN8/PY_zN0XF0_Q/s72-c/dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1656525611141654626</id><published>2009-10-03T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T07:30:06.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying these things will make me look at you and give you a facial expression that says, "I think you're stupid."</title><content type='html'>During counseling a customer remarks, "My doctor told me somethin bout somethin else. You know what that is?"  Stupid look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm looking for a vitamin that Oprah said will improve your sex life. "  Yeah, cause Oprah's a doctor. Stupid look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got anything to clean out my boyfriend's system? He's gotta take a drug test tomorrow."  It's called a laxative. But you'll still fail your drug test. Sorry sucker. Stupid look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My name is NOT spelled M-a-x-i-n-e. It's M-a-c-k-s-i-n-e. Duh."  Her mother should get the stupid look on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I called this refill in 10 minutes ago. Why isn't it ready?!"  Cause it's a Friday. And the 2nd of the month. And it's 5:00pm. And it's  a full moon. Put those combos together and you've got a store full of crazy people . Back off or you'll get hurt. Stupid look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy from New York speaking Chinese to me.  Confused look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this happened yesterday. I'm sorry nice, patient customers waiting quietly in the sitting area.... I don't have time to fill your important Rxs because I'm getting stupid questions from the other yahoos. Holy geez-a-moly it was a long Friday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1656525611141654626?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1656525611141654626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1656525611141654626' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1656525611141654626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1656525611141654626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/10/saying-these-things-will-make-me-look.html' title='Saying these things will make me look at you and give you a facial expression that says, &quot;I think you&apos;re stupid.&quot;'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4488065508318323978</id><published>2009-10-01T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:35:00.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to have a dinner party and invite......</title><content type='html'>Kathy Griffin, Jeff Lewis, and Rachel Zoe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.... and NeNe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd be BA-NAN-AS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4488065508318323978?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4488065508318323978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4488065508318323978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4488065508318323978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4488065508318323978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/10/id-like-to-have-dinner-party-and-invite.html' title='I&apos;d like to have a dinner party and invite......'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-6192560224379735386</id><published>2009-09-29T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:29:50.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SsJ5QFnGkEI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kk2AnvGFDhc/s1600-h/tradingup_book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SsJ5QFnGkEI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kk2AnvGFDhc/s320/tradingup_book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387001421579587650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently finished reading "Trading Up" by Candace Bushnell. I'm a HUGE fan of Sex and the City shows/movie but have never read any of her books before this one. I was disappointed. The main character was a snooty model who I could never relate to.  In order for me to like a book, I have to at least be able to identify with some aspect of a character. I didn't like this character one bit. The story is about her schemes to rise to the top of her career by using people to get what she wants.  I was bored. There was nothing interesting or "ooh- gotta stay up late to finish this chapter" in the book. And... it was 400 friggin pages long. That's right. 400 pages of me waiting to see if it got any better. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I expected: Sex and the City-esque&lt;br /&gt;What I got: America's Next Top Model (All it was lacking was Tyra. I HATE that show.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that this was my first book of hers to read. The &lt;a href="http://www.candacebushnell.com/books.html"&gt;other books&lt;/a&gt; may be better, but I'm hesitant to read one after "Trading Up" was such a letdown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-6192560224379735386?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/6192560224379735386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=6192560224379735386' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6192560224379735386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6192560224379735386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/09/book-blah.html' title='Book Blah'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SsJ5QFnGkEI/AAAAAAAAANU/Kk2AnvGFDhc/s72-c/tradingup_book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2729057548084890134</id><published>2009-09-27T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:08:15.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause wearing Depends is not an option</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I worked 8am - 7pm. You find that being the only pharmacist forces you to hold your bladder as long as possible.  The bathroom is not close to the pharmacy, so it's just not very handy. So eventually I went to the bathroom so my bladder wouldn't explode. Meanwhile a lady shows up to ask me a question about an over-the-counter medicine. One of the techs told me that the lady remarked very angrily, " Where is she?! Did she go on break or what?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry lady, but my puddle of pee would not be pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after work, we went to Applebee's and I ordered a DELICIOUS pomegranate martini. Cause of the antioxidants of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2729057548084890134?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2729057548084890134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2729057548084890134' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2729057548084890134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2729057548084890134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/09/cause-wearing-depends-is-not-option.html' title='&apos;Cause wearing Depends is not an option'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1221129938147457737</id><published>2009-09-09T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T20:37:28.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's  so hard to understand?</title><content type='html'>Your prescription is for a whole whopping 4 tablets. Your label has the directions, "Take all 4 tablets together for 1 dose." Why in the sam hill do you call and ask how to take this. So I take all of them? Do I split it up? All together? Argh........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I left work with a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I can't believe you're all Snuggie lovers! I'm shocked! It saddens me deeply that even my husband wants a Snuggie. I just can't jump on that bandwagon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1221129938147457737?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1221129938147457737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1221129938147457737' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1221129938147457737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1221129938147457737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/09/whats-so-hard-to-understand.html' title='What&apos;s  so hard to understand?'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3950454352525151496</id><published>2009-08-29T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:35:59.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What year is this?</title><content type='html'>One of my co-workers got called a racist today. Aren't we in the year 2009? Aren't we past this pettiness? It's sad. Just plain ridiculous. She handled the situation well and didn't lose her cool. The guy ended up looking like a blabbering fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That put a damper on the day, but the kid on aisle 10 doing some Michael Jackson break dancing made us laugh again. Thanks lil kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching TV right now and just saw something that made my eyes burn. In case you're tired of the plain, simple red or blue Snuggie....... then you too can have a designer animal print Snuggie. Racism and leopard print Snuggies - what has the world come to?&lt;br /&gt;Is this truly 2009????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SpoAwspAXEI/AAAAAAAAANI/vDYWRJS1waM/s1600-h/snuggie.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SpoAwspAXEI/AAAAAAAAANI/vDYWRJS1waM/s320/snuggie.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375609941836979266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3950454352525151496?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3950454352525151496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3950454352525151496' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3950454352525151496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3950454352525151496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-year-is-this.html' title='What year is this?'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SpoAwspAXEI/AAAAAAAAANI/vDYWRJS1waM/s72-c/snuggie.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4860418509152133448</id><published>2009-08-27T15:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:52:02.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inching towards 30</title><content type='html'>Yes, that's right. I'm just a few small steps from 30 and that's dang scary. Today's my birthday, and I'm the lovely age of 28. 21 was fun. 25 was no big deal. 27 - eh, it's boring. 28 - ugh. I seriously get the question at least once a week, "So when are you having kids?" Bleh. This uterus is screaming, "No way Jose!" Casey still has to finish school, I still want to make several big travel trips, and my job is too time-consuming at the moment. (Side note: Work's been nuts. Go figure.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to celebrate the 2-8 with some Mexican food and a margarita. Or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm FINALLY posting about the giveaway that I won like a month ago from &lt;a href="http://livylulu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Livy Lu Lu&lt;/a&gt;. *Gasp* I'm a bad, procrastinating blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SpcJkbmXIlI/AAAAAAAAAM4/c9_cIv7Kjwg/s1600-h/SD530585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SpcJkbmXIlI/AAAAAAAAAM4/c9_cIv7Kjwg/s320/SD530585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374775201778573906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won these awesome purple polishes with the CUTEST purple bag!!! Normally, I'm a pink polish only girl. Ever. So a few months ago, when I got a pedicure I went all daring and picked a blue polish and loved it! I was pumped that I got some new polishes in a color I've never tried before.  I'm a fan of purple now! So thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I'm sure he'll read this ..... thank you hubby for the gorgeous flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SpcMVfzJ0SI/AAAAAAAAANA/--sjIw-00Po/s1600-h/SD530582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SpcMVfzJ0SI/AAAAAAAAANA/--sjIw-00Po/s320/SD530582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374778243742814498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm headed to go get me that margarita!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4860418509152133448?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4860418509152133448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4860418509152133448' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4860418509152133448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4860418509152133448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/08/inching-towards-30.html' title='Inching towards 30'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SpcJkbmXIlI/AAAAAAAAAM4/c9_cIv7Kjwg/s72-c/SD530585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-8536754648568598646</id><published>2009-08-17T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:11:46.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delsym, you've failed me</title><content type='html'>I made myself sick. Lack of sleep and eating crappy food (M&amp;amp;M's and Pringles for lunch? Nope, not me) just might have played a hand in this. I've been coughing like an  old 80 year old smoker. Magic Delsym didn't work. My best friend has been the mighty menthol in cheap-o cough drops. I've been a menthol addict for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably should've gone to the doctor, but I'm stubborn and have insisted on riding this bug out. It's finally leaving, and I'm exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a promise to go to bed earlier and try to take better care of myself. I say that as I sit here typing and not going to bed. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, did anyone watch that show "Hoarders" on A &amp;amp; E??? What was up with that woman who saved food from years ago?! Ricotta cheese from 2007? Yep, in her fridge. OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-8536754648568598646?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/8536754648568598646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=8536754648568598646' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/8536754648568598646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/8536754648568598646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/08/delsym-youve-failed-me.html' title='Delsym, you&apos;ve failed me'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5148285532443502146</id><published>2009-08-09T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:43:44.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe therapy</title><content type='html'>I finally had 2 days off in a row this weekend! Hallelujah! I think work has finally gotten back to normal. We've hired a new pharmacist, so that helps ease the workload for the rest of us. Thanks to everyone who gave me encouraging words when I was afraid I was going to lose my friggin mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted. Mentally and physically. I took a 3 hour nap today, and I think I could've stayed in bed all day. I'm looking forward to a  measly 40-hr work week! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my friend Andrea and I ventured to the new DSW store in town. Amazing what retail therapy can do for the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sn95I6WnTiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GHNRaSAEdfE/s1600-h/SD530571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sn95I6WnTiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GHNRaSAEdfE/s320/SD530571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368142474858941986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the ribbon and now cutesy and girly these shoes are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sn95JJLD2oI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6G3G_TpEUUk/s1600-h/SD530570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sn95JJLD2oI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6G3G_TpEUUk/s320/SD530570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368142478837013122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know sandal season is almost over, but I love these shoes.  Plus they're very comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sn95IjlpoaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OCthIfyV2DM/s1600-h/SD530572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sn95IjlpoaI/AAAAAAAAAMY/OCthIfyV2DM/s320/SD530572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368142468747993506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my fave shoes  - Privo's. I LOVE Privo's. I only wear Privo shoes to work, because they are so amazingly comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are my shoe finds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post soon about the blog awards I received and the amazing giveaway I won! Next time! Until then, look at this cute face and saw Awwwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sn97FCojBuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4PZooGZh3B0/s1600-h/SD530545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sn97FCojBuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4PZooGZh3B0/s320/SD530545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368144607385421538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5148285532443502146?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5148285532443502146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5148285532443502146' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5148285532443502146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5148285532443502146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/08/shoe-therapy.html' title='Shoe therapy'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sn95I6WnTiI/AAAAAAAAAMg/GHNRaSAEdfE/s72-c/SD530571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1721045961385387282</id><published>2009-08-08T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:12:14.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fo real</title><content type='html'>I'm coming back soon......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1721045961385387282?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1721045961385387282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1721045961385387282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1721045961385387282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1721045961385387282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/08/fo-real.html' title='Fo real'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4121458042878815488</id><published>2009-08-02T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:14:06.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A to Z</title><content type='html'>I'm copying this from Angie over at &lt;a href="http://brockandava.blogspot.com/"&gt;Baseball and Ballet&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;A - Age: 27, but 28 in a few weeks. Eeeek. 30 is sneaking up on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Bed size: King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - Chore you hate:  Mopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Dog's name: Bella - part beagle and jack russell terrier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite color: Red&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;G - Gold or Silver or Platinum: Gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - Height: 5'3 ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - Instruments you play: Clarinet and piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - Job title: Pharmacist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - Kid(s): None, a dog is enough for me right now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;L - Living arrangements: 3 bed/2 bath home in great neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;M - Mom's name: Rosalie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;N - Nicknames: EC, Ern(from high school), Ernie (from a kid I used to babysit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - Overnight hospital stay other than birth: never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - Pet Peeve: People who bring their personal drama to work. Leave it at the door, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Quote: "In his heart a man plans his course, but the Lord determines his steps." (I don't remember the exact Bible verse without getting up from the computer, but it was my Senior quote.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;R - Right handed or left handed: Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Siblings: 1brother age 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Time you wake up: 5:30 or 6:30 on workdays, and usually by 8:00 on my days off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U- Underwear: Jockey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable you dislike: Broccoli, it stinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Why you run late: I spent too much time eating breakfast and looking at facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays you've had: None but dental ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy food you make: Usually desserts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Z - Zoo favorite: Monkeys&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4121458042878815488?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4121458042878815488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4121458042878815488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4121458042878815488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4121458042878815488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-z.html' title='A to Z'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2853442284505466918</id><published>2009-07-29T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T05:28:27.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need sleep. Now. And maybe a vacation somewhere tropical.</title><content type='html'>That's all I got today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2853442284505466918?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2853442284505466918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2853442284505466918' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2853442284505466918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2853442284505466918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/07/need-sleep-now-and-maybe-vacation.html' title='Need sleep. Now. And maybe a vacation somewhere tropical.'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4645056638239232245</id><published>2009-07-26T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T06:59:49.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently we're elves</title><content type='html'>I just love when we open the pharmacy in the morning and the first customer asks if their Rx is ready. The clerk asks her when she called in her refill. The lady replies with "Last night. Why isn't it ready?" Duh. Because we just opened and there's over 50 refills in the automated system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, she asks "How long do I have to wait? I called it in last night. It should be ready."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't understand what we were telling her. We were CLOSED  when you called in your refill, and we just opened the store and haven't even run your refill yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess she thought the pharmacy elves had been busy all night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4645056638239232245?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4645056638239232245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4645056638239232245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4645056638239232245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4645056638239232245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/07/apparently-were-elves.html' title='Apparently we&apos;re elves'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2377065843185653399</id><published>2009-07-23T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:45:21.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you can't laugh at this, then you're having a really bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Smk8NsagO6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/niaaj-c3QQU/s1600-h/smiledog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 71px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Smk8NsagO6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/niaaj-c3QQU/s320/smiledog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361883037319576482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click to enlarge - the picture's really fuzzy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2377065843185653399?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2377065843185653399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2377065843185653399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2377065843185653399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2377065843185653399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-cant-laugh-at-this-then-youre.html' title='If you can&apos;t laugh at this, then you&apos;re having a really bad day'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Smk8NsagO6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/niaaj-c3QQU/s72-c/smiledog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-884495200195618198</id><published>2009-07-20T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:38:46.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Monday?</title><content type='html'>I haven't recharged. Today we get word at work that our staff of 4 pharmacists is going down to 3 pharmacists, and we're going to work extra hours. Oh joy. The extra money is nice, but the time wears me down. It's gonna be a long week. So I'm off to take a hot bath  and watch the hilarity of the Chelsea Handler show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished reading several books that I plan on posting reviews on soon. Eventually..... promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to read "Children of God Go Bowling." Just the title made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a good, somewhat decent, halfway sane Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-884495200195618198?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/884495200195618198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=884495200195618198' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/884495200195618198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/884495200195618198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/07/only-monday.html' title='Only Monday?'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-273442386142365933</id><published>2009-07-16T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:34:15.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon</title><content type='html'>I'll post more soon. Promise. Work has exhausted all energy I have. I hopefully will have this weekend to recharge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-273442386142365933?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/273442386142365933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=273442386142365933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/273442386142365933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/273442386142365933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/07/soon.html' title='Soon'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1615267791373996470</id><published>2009-07-07T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:46:10.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's like a jump rope......</title><content type='html'>Up, down, up, down.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JuzEcmGzX_s"&gt;this song.&lt;/a&gt; It's so addictive, and now it will be in your head all day. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1615267791373996470?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1615267791373996470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1615267791373996470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1615267791373996470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1615267791373996470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/07/lifes-like-jump-rope.html' title='Life&apos;s like a jump rope......'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1297908273948175901</id><published>2009-07-02T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:58:22.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Bravo</title><content type='html'>I'm having Real Housewife withdrawals. Bravo got me used to ending one season then immediately starting a new season. I need some more mindless TV to watch at night. NYC Prep about spoiled teenagers ain't my thing. The show makes me cringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I hear this news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sk0sgn3TPsI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dmxjPofSvD4/s1600-h/real-housewives-atlanta-320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sk0sgn3TPsI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dmxjPofSvD4/s320/real-housewives-atlanta-320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353984470981754562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New season of Hotlanta starts July 30th. Plus there's a new housewife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sk0sgXmqcwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TR_m8mbPWm4/s1600-h/flipping-out-jeff_lewis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sk0sgXmqcwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/TR_m8mbPWm4/s320/flipping-out-jeff_lewis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353984466617004802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. OCD himself, Jeff Lewis, of the show Flipping Out is coming back August 10th. Oh hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Bravo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1297908273948175901?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1297908273948175901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1297908273948175901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1297908273948175901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1297908273948175901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/07/thank-you-bravo.html' title='Thank you Bravo'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sk0sgn3TPsI/AAAAAAAAAMA/dmxjPofSvD4/s72-c/real-housewives-atlanta-320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-802088097967265964</id><published>2009-07-01T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:48:52.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geez Louise It's Hot!</title><content type='html'>It's July 1st, and I'm off today. In pharmacy world, that's called heaven. Being off on the 1st of the month means you got dang lucky. I'm working Saturday on the 4th, so that's my payback I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a pharmacy story ........&lt;br /&gt;Phone goes *ring, ring* (Actually it probably went thru like 15 rings cause we were so busy, but nevermind that little tidbit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I need my blood pressure and stomach pills filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I just gave you the names of what I needed! (Ummmm, no ya didn't. Anyway...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, what's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Mrs. Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's your first name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: Why do you need to know that? I get all my Rx's filled there. You know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After me banging my head with the phone and after 10 minutes of going around in circles, I finally got the info I needed. I guess our automated system was just more than she could handle. Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;And who's sick of hearing Michael Jackson info as "breaking news????" It's a dull day in news land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-802088097967265964?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/802088097967265964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=802088097967265964' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/802088097967265964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/802088097967265964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/07/geez-louise-its-hot.html' title='Geez Louise It&apos;s Hot!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-7937551238011875837</id><published>2009-06-27T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T20:47:19.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>great movie</title><content type='html'>How is it that I've never watched this movie?! I finally sat down tonight and watched the whole movie. I have a short attention span when it comes to movies. I can sit and watch a 30 minute or an hour TV show, but I have trouble sitting still for a whole movie.  It drives Casey nuts. He finally convinced me to sit and watch Shawshank Redemption. Awesome movie. Morgan Freeman has the absolute best narrating voice. If you haven't seen it (I'm probably the only person who hadn't), then you should go rent it now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SkbmEepqHSI/AAAAAAAAALw/u4AHLGEeynI/s1600-h/bilde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SkbmEepqHSI/AAAAAAAAALw/u4AHLGEeynI/s320/bilde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352218171798068514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-7937551238011875837?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/7937551238011875837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=7937551238011875837' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7937551238011875837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7937551238011875837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-movie.html' title='great movie'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SkbmEepqHSI/AAAAAAAAALw/u4AHLGEeynI/s72-c/bilde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1870600743268212780</id><published>2009-06-25T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:29:24.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxation</title><content type='html'>The Branson trip was exactly what I needed. Relaxation and good food. The trip started out rough because on our way out of town, we heard on the radio that an 18-wheeler carrying pigs had tipped over, and the pigs were having to be caught. Don't laugh. Seriously.  Runaway pigs in Arkansas - go figure. Of course traffic was shut down on the interstate we needed to take. So we had to make an hour and a half detour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at &lt;a href="http://www.chateauonthelake.com/"&gt;Chateau on the Lake &lt;/a&gt;in Branson. It was WONDERFUL, because it's not located on the main hustle and bustle strip in Branson. It's sitting in the countryside all by its lonesome.  We had purchased a girl's trip getaway package, so Monday we spent the whole day at the hotel. That afternoon we stayed at the spa. It wasn't just a spa area at the hotel. It was a whole dang spa building. F-A-B-U-L-O-U-S. We each had a massage and a pedicure. I could spend the rest of my life at that place. It had a eucalyptus steam room, sauna, hot tub room, relaxation lounge, an amazing locker room, etc etc etc. Our girl's getaway package also included wine, fruit, and cheese delivered to our room when we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday we ate breakfast at Cracker Barrel (I love you cold apple cider in a chilled mug!). Then we shopped all day. Literally. We spent the whole day at 2 outlet centers and scored some majorly good deals. We ate dinner at Landry's Seafood then went back to the hotel and sat in rocking chairs on the verandas and watched the swimming pool and lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday we had to come back to reality and leave that fabulous place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking..... what? no shows? Nope. Nothing sounded appealing. Every show title ended with "Country Jubilee." We decided to skip the country hoopla and shop longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've already decided to do this again next summer. I'm still on vacation away from work until next Monday, so now I'm catching up on some stuff at the house. That includes tackling the ivy in our backyard. The Round-up and I will win this battle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1870600743268212780?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1870600743268212780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1870600743268212780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1870600743268212780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1870600743268212780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/06/relaxation.html' title='Relaxation'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1417465958445201276</id><published>2009-06-21T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:09:29.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>I'm heading to Branson in the morning. We're leaving at the awful hour of 7am because we have a spa appointment at 11 at our hotel. Awww....  can't wait! For once, I'll be having a great Monday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1417465958445201276?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1417465958445201276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1417465958445201276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1417465958445201276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1417465958445201276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/06/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1328936031943302447</id><published>2009-06-20T13:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:00:31.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a slacker at posting</title><content type='html'>So, let's go back to last weekend and the 10 year reunion. My class had about 50 people but only about 17 classmates showed up. Kinda disappointing when a lot of people live in town and didn't show up. Most of us who showed up no longer live in the town and had to drive in. It was held at the country club, and we had a BBQ dinner then watched a slide show. We had absolutely no sense of style in the 80's and 90's! Whew! There was a pic of me in a  jumpsuit in 3rd grade! U-G-L-Y! Definitely good for a few laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started at 7:00 and around 9:00 any alumni could come visit. So after taking a class of '99 round of tequila shots and visiting with other class alumni, most of us called it a night and had left by around 11:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for Facebook because that's how we're all going to keep in touch! It's hard to imagine life before Facebook/MySpace/Twitter ( haven't jumped on the Twitter ship yet). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on vacation this week - hallelujah! Mom and I are going to Branson for 3 days, so I'm really excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all having a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1328936031943302447?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1328936031943302447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1328936031943302447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1328936031943302447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1328936031943302447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-slacker-at-posting.html' title='I&apos;m a slacker at posting'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2297750586475568795</id><published>2009-06-13T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T07:47:25.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10</title><content type='html'>So I'm heading to my hometown today for my 10 year class reunion!I'm looking forward to it and yet nervous at the same time. I should have some good stories tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2297750586475568795?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2297750586475568795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2297750586475568795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2297750586475568795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2297750586475568795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/06/10.html' title='10'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3848360250216060501</id><published>2009-06-09T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:17:30.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't make this stuff up. Seriously.</title><content type='html'>This is a patient information form we had at work yesterday (True info has been changed .... except for the funny part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Smith         Random St.          Random Town         USA&lt;br /&gt;________         ______________________________&lt;br /&gt;Name /Address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;555-5555                               &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panama City, Fla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______                               ______________&lt;br /&gt;Phone number                      /Sex (Easy question - male or female?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?! Are you a pimp? Is Panama City your business location? What the mess?! We didn't ask questions. We just laughed at the idiot who can't answer if he's male or female. It's way funnier than  when we sometimes see the answer as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MAIL&lt;/span&gt;.  If you can't spell MALE, then just put a dang letter M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our society is going to crap. Scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3848360250216060501?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3848360250216060501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3848360250216060501' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3848360250216060501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3848360250216060501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-make-this-stuff-up-seriously.html' title='I can&apos;t make this stuff up. Seriously.'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1061595248566263691</id><published>2009-06-08T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:53:22.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love etsy</title><content type='html'>So I finally finished more projects!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had this gold mirror that was my Grandma and Grandpa's. I had it above the fireplace in our apartment, but I just couldn't figure out what to do with it in the house now. I definitely didn't want to get rid of it. So I decided to first paint the frame black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Si0Jz28g4nI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VcEYiHhOInU/s1600-h/SD530521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Si0Jz28g4nI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VcEYiHhOInU/s320/SD530521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344939119285953138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I wanted a vinyl monogram in the middle, so I searched FOREVA to find one on etsy.com that I liked. Initially I wanted this one&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Si7T0ypbbxI/AAAAAAAAALo/fCerZUkwNI0/s1600-h/il_430xN.48165234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Si7T0ypbbxI/AAAAAAAAALo/fCerZUkwNI0/s320/il_430xN.48165234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345442711637552914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the size of it was just too big for the mirror. So I emailed them and gave my measurements of the mirror, and the FABULOUS  Amanda at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6342431"&gt;BushCreative&lt;/a&gt; on etsy.com made me a custom design to fit my mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love, love, love how it turned out!!! Here's the final product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Si0JzvsohII/AAAAAAAAALI/Jj4zLeUp5DM/s1600-h/SD530539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Si0JzvsohII/AAAAAAAAALI/Jj4zLeUp5DM/s320/SD530539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344939117340296322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1061595248566263691?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1061595248566263691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1061595248566263691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1061595248566263691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1061595248566263691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-etsy.html' title='I love etsy'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Si0Jz28g4nI/AAAAAAAAALQ/VcEYiHhOInU/s72-c/SD530521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-8463678130143638925</id><published>2009-06-08T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T05:50:58.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Si0JAoSvFrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hnFFWRsTKVI/s1600-h/SD530542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Si0JAoSvFrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hnFFWRsTKVI/s320/SD530542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344938239179298482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! Ready for another week???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-8463678130143638925?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/8463678130143638925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=8463678130143638925' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/8463678130143638925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/8463678130143638925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Si0JAoSvFrI/AAAAAAAAAKw/hnFFWRsTKVI/s72-c/SD530542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-6703008157899653471</id><published>2009-06-03T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:02:10.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>If you haven't heard about the 2 soldiers getting shot here in Little Rock, you can read the story &lt;a href="http://www.katv.com/news/stories/0609/627959.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. One of the men was killed and the other is still in the hospital. I just can't comprehend why someone would do such a horrible act. AND the shooter even pleaded not guilty!!! It's a crazy world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-6703008157899653471?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/6703008157899653471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=6703008157899653471' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6703008157899653471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6703008157899653471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/06/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5853186381780475499</id><published>2009-06-01T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:21:31.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>1st of the month   +  Monday  +  nearly 900 Rx's  +  an A/C system not working properly in 90 degree heat   + my painful sunburned neck  =   one tired and cranky girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not me. I swear. Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping for a calm, slow, cool A/C blowing, aloe vera wearing Tuesday.  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5853186381780475499?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5853186381780475499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5853186381780475499' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5853186381780475499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5853186381780475499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/06/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-7876359949079015950</id><published>2009-05-31T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:12:47.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Monday begins</title><content type='html'>I took two days of vacation last Thursday and Friday, and the time off has been wonderful. I've been working extra at work because all the other pharmacists had taken vacation, so it was finally my turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I ran errands (oil change, ring cleaning,etc) and caught up on DVR'ed shows that night (Tori and Dean, Southern Belles, Real Housewives) with a glass of wine (heaven!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we went to the movies and saw Night at the Museum 2. It was hilarious!!! Hank Azaria is just laugh out loud funny! I'm glad I went to the bathroom before the movie because I seriously think I would've peed my pants. I haven't seen the first one, but it was still really good.  Then we ate at Copeland's with  Casey's parents because it was his birthday. (I'm still older than you, dear!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went to Toltec Mounds State Park in Scott, Arkansas. Casey's required to go for his summer college class of Native American history. This park was really neat (educational, too!). The mounds were built and occupied from around 650 A.D. to 1000 A.D. by Native Americans.  Initially there were 18 mounds, but you can only really see 3 today. There were 2 trails to walk down, so we spent about 2 hours there. We came home very sunburned!  I also somehow convinced him to go into an antique store (although there was a lot of whining and protesting). This place was huge! It was 9 buildings of really expensive antiques. We left empty-handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SiL_GxnlYpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YaQ3ISG149w/s1600-h/asp_photo_toltec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SiL_GxnlYpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YaQ3ISG149w/s320/asp_photo_toltec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342112599878492818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Sunday, I'm been cleaning and catching up on laundry. Booooring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my vacation time could go on for a few more days. It's been nice to not just physically be away from work, but also mentally. It's been very refreshing to not think about demanding customers for a few days!  But tomorrow is Monday, and I have to get back to reality. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I have summer TV shows to look forward to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-7876359949079015950?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/7876359949079015950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=7876359949079015950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7876359949079015950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/7876359949079015950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/05/countdown-to-monday-begins.html' title='Countdown to Monday begins'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SiL_GxnlYpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/YaQ3ISG149w/s72-c/asp_photo_toltec.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2795711952107075891</id><published>2009-05-28T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:07:58.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard economic times? I think not.</title><content type='html'>I went to the mall today and saw a storefront sign saying, "Coming July 2009" for COACH. Seriously.  Businesses are closing down across the country, but the mall is getting COACH???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just confusing that the low-price home decor company "Kirklands" is no longer in the mall, but COACH is going to make it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, ladies do like their purses.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2795711952107075891?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2795711952107075891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2795711952107075891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2795711952107075891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2795711952107075891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/05/hard-economic-times-i-think-not.html' title='Hard economic times? I think not.'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4889554303296426798</id><published>2009-05-23T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:22:31.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To the customer who's being a pain in the arse.....</title><content type='html'>...... don't get your panties in a bunch wondering why your Rx isn't ready. It's a Friday before a holiday weekend - you gotta wait. You said you gave your Rx number to somebody? I don't find it. Anywhere. You said you spoke personally to somebody? Not the voicemail? ....... Still can't find it. What time did you speak to somebody? 7:30am?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you're lying. Cause we don't open til 9. You swear you spoke to somebody at 7:30? Okaaaayyyy, crazy lady. Whateva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You still gotta wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Can I stress how much I dislike Fridays before a holiday weekend? Grrr. Thank goodness for 3 day weekends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4889554303296426798?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4889554303296426798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4889554303296426798' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4889554303296426798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4889554303296426798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-customer-whos-being-pain-in-arse.html' title='To the customer who&apos;s being a pain in the arse.....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-6395993256146055914</id><published>2009-05-22T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:21:56.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New favorite show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/ShdwZ4B0MwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/MwqbcJO0Dlc/s1600-h/20090521_Belles_premeire_240x320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/ShdwZ4B0MwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/MwqbcJO0Dlc/s320/20090521_Belles_premeire_240x320.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338859473110053634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sucked into another reality show. No, it's not the Bachelorette (sorry  ABC but I'm sick of "the most dramatic rose ceremony EVER" .... bleh). Thursday night at 9:00 central was the first show of "Southern Belles: Louisville" on SoapNet.  It's like a younger version of Real Housewives shows. The girls fall in the ages of late 20's to early 30's. My brain is slowly rotting from watching these mindless shows.  The Tori and Dean show on Oxygen also starts next week. *Boop* Another brain cell just died. But I'm so addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mintjulepsandmagnolias.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mint Juleps and Magnolias&lt;/a&gt; posted a fabulous recap of the Southern Belles show. You can read it &lt;a href="http://heatherwherever.blogspot.com/2009/05/southern-belles-louisville.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. And yes, I'll be watching again next week. Bring on another show full of hot messes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-6395993256146055914?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/6395993256146055914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=6395993256146055914' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6395993256146055914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/6395993256146055914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-favorite-show.html' title='New favorite show'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/ShdwZ4B0MwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/MwqbcJO0Dlc/s72-c/20090521_Belles_premeire_240x320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2648635603972945603</id><published>2009-05-19T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:55:06.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs that it's time for summer school to start for the hubby....</title><content type='html'>- He talks about the greatness of the Star Trek movie..... Zzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    - The highlight of his day is buying Cheese Nips. Because apparently they're superior to Cheez-Its. Who knew!  I just thought they were the same thing. Boy was I wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    - Me convincing him that croutons, cheese, and bacon bits do not constitute a salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    - Calling me Kate Gosselin cause I nag him. Oh no you didn't! Ha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2648635603972945603?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2648635603972945603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2648635603972945603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2648635603972945603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2648635603972945603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/05/signs-that-its-time-for-summer-school.html' title='Signs that it&apos;s time for summer school to start for the hubby....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-8233877354169191786</id><published>2009-05-12T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T19:04:39.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy cat fight!</title><content type='html'>Real Housewives of NYC reunion! New season of Real Housewives New Jersey! Oh what a night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-8233877354169191786?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/8233877354169191786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=8233877354169191786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/8233877354169191786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/8233877354169191786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/05/holy-cat-fight.html' title='Holy cat fight!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1100391541814092701</id><published>2009-05-07T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T07:03:58.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I lost her</title><content type='html'>I really did. Last night I thought Bella was gone forever. I opened the garage door to take her for walk, and she went nuts. Squirming around, wiggling, like she'd never been outside (it had been a while since our last walk b/c of constant rain). She wiggled out of her collar, and she was GONE. Ran through the neighborhood with me calling her name, and of course she thought it was a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she proceeds to go behind a house into the wooded area. By this time, I called Casey and he met me in the woods. We lost track of her. What really scared me is the fact that the wooded area ends at a very busy road. I just knew I was going to see a dead dog. We searched for at least 1/2 an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was boo-hooing my eyes out. By this time, it was getting dark so we decided to head back home. We had trouble finding our way out of the woods because we had gone so far. Finally, we headed back home, and that little devil of a dog was sitting in the front yard howling. This time she didn't run away but ran to meet us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still amazed that she found her way home. I don't know how she made it out of those woods, cause we had trouble getting out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm going to buy her one of those full body harnesses so she can't wiggle her way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crazy night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1100391541814092701?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1100391541814092701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1100391541814092701' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1100391541814092701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1100391541814092701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-thought-i-lost-her.html' title='I thought I lost her'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-9144303780607669251</id><published>2009-05-06T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T17:19:28.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One project done....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SgIo_HRQ6CI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MNWnGiEfFX0/s1600-h/SD530537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SgIo_HRQ6CI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MNWnGiEfFX0/s320/SD530537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332869973508417570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ONE project that I finally finished. This is in our guest bathroom. I ordered the vinyl sticker on the vase from somewhere on etsy.com. I have no clue what seller I ordered from. The vase and the pebbles are leftover wedding decorations from 3 years ago. Add in some fake plants from Hobby Lobby and voila! This is as creative as I get, folks. Sad but true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-9144303780607669251?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/9144303780607669251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=9144303780607669251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/9144303780607669251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/9144303780607669251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-project-done.html' title='One project done....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SgIo_HRQ6CI/AAAAAAAAAKY/MNWnGiEfFX0/s72-c/SD530537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1236655885400429439</id><published>2009-05-02T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:24:40.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Saturday = perfect day for buying more books</title><content type='html'>So Casey and I got out in pouring rain for a BBQ lunch and then to Barnes and Noble for book buying and Starbucks. A dang good Saturday. Here's what I bought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sf0MICcoWkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ta1wTU3-srY/s1600-h/DogsWhoFoundMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sf0MICcoWkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ta1wTU3-srY/s320/DogsWhoFoundMe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331430866111978050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bargain bin find! This is stories from a guy who's rescued dogs, some from Hurricane Katrina. The only downside to buying this book is that it might make me want another dog! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sf0MIIoV1ZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/akDO13ATfAY/s1600-h/tori-spelling-mommywood-book-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sf0MIIoV1ZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/akDO13ATfAY/s320/tori-spelling-mommywood-book-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331430867771708818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to see this on the new releases! I didn't even know she was writing another book! I finished sTori Telling and loved it! Her mom also has a book out, but I'm gonna pass on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sf0MH_h9ymI/AAAAAAAAAKA/d0gifzdAzc8/s1600-h/37656380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sf0MH_h9ymI/AAAAAAAAAKA/d0gifzdAzc8/s320/37656380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331430865329048162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I had to get this book. I hope it's funny and sarcastic like her personality on the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great Saturday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1236655885400429439?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1236655885400429439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1236655885400429439' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1236655885400429439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1236655885400429439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainy-saturday-perfect-day-for-buying.html' title='Rainy Saturday = perfect day for buying more books'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Sf0MICcoWkI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ta1wTU3-srY/s72-c/DogsWhoFoundMe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3131598612907270918</id><published>2009-05-02T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:05:39.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh, what a week</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted all week because it's been such a crazy, exhausting week. We've had a pharmacist on vacation, short-staffed, 1st of the month, etc.etc.etc. I'm mentally exhausted. And OMG I'm tired of people freaking out over the swine (excuse me - H1N1) flu. Whew. It's another rainy day weekend aka movie watching day. hallelujah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3131598612907270918?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3131598612907270918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3131598612907270918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3131598612907270918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3131598612907270918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/05/sheesh-what-week.html' title='Sheesh, what a week'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-791559409147951412</id><published>2009-04-25T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:02:09.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great night</title><content type='html'>I'm eating pizza, drinking wine, and watching homeboy  Jermain Taylor boxing fight. It's a great night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-791559409147951412?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/791559409147951412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=791559409147951412' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/791559409147951412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/791559409147951412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-night.html' title='Great night'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-9177121888216006859</id><published>2009-04-25T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T07:51:58.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#8</title><content type='html'>I'm copying this from Angie at &lt;a href="http://brockandava.blogspot.com/"&gt;Baseball and Ballet.&lt;/a&gt; Feel free to tag yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Things I'm Looking Forward To:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Having Monday off. A 3-day weekend makes the world a happy place.&lt;br /&gt;2. Trip to Jamaica in December.&lt;br /&gt;3. Organizing my closet and Casey's closet. It's sad, but organization makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;4.  10 year class reunion in June&lt;br /&gt;5.  A weekend in Tunica with outlet shopping - hopefully soon!&lt;br /&gt;6.  Vacation days I'm taking in May and June&lt;br /&gt;7. Warm weather - hallelujah!&lt;br /&gt;8.  Finishing projects (leftover from my last vacation time that I didn't finish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Things I Did Yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Worked - of course&lt;br /&gt;2. Played in the yard with Bella&lt;br /&gt;3. Replanted plants that she dug up - again&lt;br /&gt;4. Talked on the phone with my friend Andrea&lt;br /&gt;5. Worked out on the elliptical&lt;br /&gt;6. Watched "The Soup" - Joel McHale may be the funniest man alive. Sorry Casey, it's not you.&lt;br /&gt;7. Watched "The Dog Whisperer" with Bella. Cesar was training a bulldog named Bella. She kept looking at the TV with ears perked up.&lt;br /&gt;8. Went to bed too late - again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Things I Wish I Could Do&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lose weight and eat whatever I want.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to bed early. I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;3. Speak Spanish. I could communicate better with some customers. Casey is taking Spanish classes, and I've called him for translations to put on Rx's.&lt;br /&gt;4. Read all day long. Period.&lt;br /&gt;5. Wear open-toed sandals to work. It's against company policy.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have a desire to cook or clean. None here.&lt;br /&gt;7. See all my friends more. Hard to do when they're scattered in Texas, Tennessee, and Louisiana.&lt;br /&gt;8. Meet Kathy Griffin. Possibly the funniest person ever. Hmmm... it's a tie with Joel McHale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 Shows I Watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Office&lt;br /&gt;2. Real Housewives of Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;3. Suze Orman&lt;br /&gt;4. Jon and Kate plus 8&lt;br /&gt;5. Saturday Night Live&lt;br /&gt;6. Lost&lt;br /&gt;7. The Soup&lt;br /&gt;8. Parks and Recreation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-9177121888216006859?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/9177121888216006859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=9177121888216006859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/9177121888216006859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/9177121888216006859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/8.html' title='#8'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1946841672883884105</id><published>2009-04-24T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:37:48.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is up with the world today?</title><content type='html'>Swine flu??? Seriously? After watching Nightline, I learned that it's a mixture of avian virus, human virus, and swine virus from North America, Europe, and Asia. Holy moly. Thank goodness it's responding to Tamiflu. The flu didn't hit my store as hard as it did  last year. Last year was scary. Soooo many people had the flu. So we assumed that flu season was over. Then we get word of a swine flu???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..... murders on Craig's list??? There was even one murder of a girl who responded to an ad for a nanny. The guy who placed the ad killed her. There are some seriously mean people in the world today. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie downer post today. Sorry. Tomorrow will be cheery!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1946841672883884105?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1946841672883884105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1946841672883884105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1946841672883884105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1946841672883884105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-up-with-world-today.html' title='What is up with the world today?'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5480368566632141727</id><published>2009-04-22T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:03:41.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It sure doesn't look like a Better Homes and Gardens yard....</title><content type='html'>How do you get a dog to stop digging up plants? Then she sets them so perfectly in the middle of the yard as if to say, "Look what I did! Aren't you proud of me??" I've had someone recommend black pepper. I may have to try that. And digging holes in the backyard. The backyard didn't have a lot of grass to begin with. Now it really doesn't. It's like one huge dust bowl. With uprooted plants just laying in the middle. Not pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5480368566632141727?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5480368566632141727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5480368566632141727' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5480368566632141727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5480368566632141727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-sure-doesnt-look-like-better-homes.html' title='It sure doesn&apos;t look like a Better Homes and Gardens yard....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2425683081913436919</id><published>2009-04-19T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:28:37.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snooze away</title><content type='html'>It's finally a warm, sunny day. And I'll be spending the afternoon inside a room with no windows listening to a pharmacy lecture for 3 hours. Snooze fest. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2425683081913436919?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2425683081913436919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2425683081913436919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2425683081913436919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2425683081913436919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/snooze-away.html' title='Snooze away'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5581701090622393020</id><published>2009-04-16T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:07:40.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's in the water....</title><content type='html'>It's a daily occurrence that some customer will yell, gripe, bitch, just be downright rude to me. Our store is busy, so usually it's a gripe about the time spent waiting on a Rx. Because we are the professionals, we must stand there and take it and smile and say "Thank you for your business!" I have so many times played the scenario in my head of what I wish I could say to those rude people. If I was Catholic, it would most likely have to be followed by confessional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have one cashier who has the sweetest demeanor and best outlook on life. Customers will yell at her, and she will turn back around and say, "Have a blessed day!" I love her. I love the look on their faces when she kills them with kindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as my manager put it, something was in the water. We actually had customers come back or call and apologize for being rude. Whaaaat?!?! That NEVER happens. Usually they call and gripe some more. But to APOLOGIZE? That's unheard of. Today was the opposite of a full moon. They weren't being crazy..... they were being NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope this pattern continues. But I won't get my hopes up. Somebody's bound to pee in that water and the rudeness will come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5581701090622393020?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5581701090622393020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5581701090622393020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5581701090622393020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5581701090622393020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/somethings-in-water.html' title='Something&apos;s in the water....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-126128639358038612</id><published>2009-04-15T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:45:04.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Sigh*</title><content type='html'>Is today seriously just Wednesday? It feels like Thursday. That means I have 2 more days of work. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-126128639358038612?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/126128639358038612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=126128639358038612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/126128639358038612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/126128639358038612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/sigh.html' title='*Sigh*'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2727385180637963496</id><published>2009-04-14T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T08:57:04.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is why I want the elliptical to kick my booty today....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SeSwGSKHGsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NzGczbS_ing/s1600-h/Picture%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SeSwGSKHGsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NzGczbS_ing/s320/Picture%2B010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324574281458719426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SeSwY_DnSUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BnnWcEHpTYM/s1600-h/tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SeSwY_DnSUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BnnWcEHpTYM/s320/tea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324574602748709186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Red Lobster last night after I found a forgotten gift card. I had a Long Island iced tea and the ultimate fondue. Yes, I know you're thinking the ultimate fondue is an appetizer. It is. I love that cheesy bread bowl of seafood yummyness and made it my meal. Oh dear lawdy it was good. I don't want to know how many calories I consumed in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm resolving to hitting up the elliptical today. Only because of guilty conscience, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Housewives tonight! Get excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2727385180637963496?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2727385180637963496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2727385180637963496' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2727385180637963496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2727385180637963496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-is-why-i-want-elliptical-to-kick.html' title='This is why I want the elliptical to kick my booty today....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SeSwGSKHGsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NzGczbS_ing/s72-c/Picture%2B010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1130270149157049985</id><published>2009-04-13T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:36:12.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is she thinking?</title><content type='html'>Everyday I laugh at something Bella does. For example, tonight she had retreated to our bedroom to fall asleep on her doggy bed. We were in the kitchen talking when we looked down in the hallway and saw her just sitting there, as if to say, "Shut up. I'm trying to sleep." She gave us the stare-down then turned around and went back to bed. Guess we have to tiptoe around the sleeping princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has her smart moments and of course her idiotic moments. Last night she discovered her image in the glass on the TV console. The hair on her back stood up, and she barked and went crazy at her own image. She'd walk to the end of the console and couldn't figure out where that other dog went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to be in the mind of a dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1130270149157049985?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1130270149157049985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1130270149157049985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1130270149157049985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1130270149157049985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-she-thinking.html' title='What is she thinking?'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5822002325629185108</id><published>2009-04-11T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:27:34.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know it's gonna be a funny conversation when.....</title><content type='html'>the phone call begins with the customer saying,  "So I have a friend with me here in the mountains......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing it wasn't me who got that call. I wouldn't have been able to stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They wanted a transfer to Walgreens. Who knew that Walgreens exist in the mountains?! And why does the fact that you live in the mountains make it necessary to include that tidbit in the conversation?   What a weird work day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5822002325629185108?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5822002325629185108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5822002325629185108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5822002325629185108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5822002325629185108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-its-gonna-be-funny.html' title='You know it&apos;s gonna be a funny conversation when.....'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5105283018261971703</id><published>2009-04-09T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:39:59.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh why</title><content type='html'>Today is supposed to be another day off for me, but I agreed to go in to work 1/2 a day because we're short on help. As I sit in my pajamas, I'm regretting my decision. It's supposed to storm today, and I HATE driving in the rain. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, while playing in the backyard with Bella, I twisted my foot. Oh joy. Our backyard has several holes. I know where they are. I'm so klutzy that I fell down. I'm talking on my hands, face in the dirt fell down. I just laughed at myself, because I don't even fall gracefully. Arms flailing, foot twisted. Funny stuff. But this morning it hurts like heck. I think it's time to fill in those holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone watch LOST? That show is so intriguing but so frustrating. I'm sick of the whole time warp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to go change out of my pajamas. Dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with this funny pharmacy story. Leslie, you've heard this one. A guy has horribly dry skin. I mean it looks like scaly skin on an alligator. Come to find out, he's been bathing in bleach and Lysol. What?! And he wondered why his skin was so dry. He thought bathing in bleach and Lysol was perfectly safe. Oh Lordy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5105283018261971703?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5105283018261971703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5105283018261971703' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5105283018261971703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5105283018261971703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-oh-why.html' title='Why oh why'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-2633160175826225623</id><published>2009-04-08T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:36:50.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More frenemies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdzPa4eOsxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QUqxYO_0erg/s1600-h/real-housewives-of-new-jersey.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdzPa4eOsxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QUqxYO_0erg/s320/real-housewives-of-new-jersey.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322356920387810066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone watch the Real Housewives of New Jersey preview last night? Well I did. Duh. It's hilarious that the 3 of the 5 women are in the same family. I'm guessing this will make for some major family drama! I kept thinking that one woman, Dina, looked really familiar. I finally figured it out ...... she was on WEtv network's show "Platinum Weddings!" Her wedding was over a million dollars, and the husband kept inviting guests without telling her. I think their guest list was like over 500 people or something ridiculous like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdzPbI2Z6NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wOW2jezvRQE/s1600-h/platinum+weddings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdzPbI2Z6NI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wOW2jezvRQE/s320/platinum+weddings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322356924784175314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my take on last night's NYC show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually liked Alex and Simon. I was disappointed that Ramona didn't have a big blow-up when Simon showed up to the match.  Simon's headband cracked me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly is fake. Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bethenny is still fabulous, and I loved her critique of Jill's apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill's apartment is too much. Loved the blue tones, but can we please get rid of some accessories and those POP tables?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramona's eyes bug me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm off work and catching up on laundry, bills, picking up the house, getting an oil change, mundane, mundane stuff.  Oh well, gotta be done. Boring days are kinda nice, I have to admit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-2633160175826225623?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/2633160175826225623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=2633160175826225623' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2633160175826225623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/2633160175826225623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-frenemies.html' title='More frenemies!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdzPa4eOsxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/QUqxYO_0erg/s72-c/real-housewives-of-new-jersey.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-4514222660546375130</id><published>2009-04-07T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T04:58:35.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my Spring??</title><content type='html'>Why am I waking up to temps in the 30s? In Arkansas? In April?! I'm having to turn my heat on in the house. This is nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely Tuesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-4514222660546375130?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/4514222660546375130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=4514222660546375130' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4514222660546375130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/4514222660546375130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/wheres-my-spring.html' title='Where&apos;s my Spring??'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-8964268684566437555</id><published>2009-04-01T19:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:11:19.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, snap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdQdNpdtPvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9WDiwIlJFUg/s1600-h/imag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdQdNpdtPvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9WDiwIlJFUg/s320/imag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319909180137357042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl rocks!! If you don't watch Real Housewives of NY, you are missing out on some D-R-A-M-A!!   Bethenny is by far my favorite girl on the show. I would love to be friends with her. I think she's fabulous! She and Kelly provided the entertainment for last night's show. Kelly is ridiculous. Everything that comes out of her mouth sounds like jibberish. I think she refuses to accept the fact that Bethenny can't stand her. And dang it makes for some good Tuesday night TV! I give it two *snap snaps*!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdQqfMjrvpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wiQAOjYQzcs/s1600-h/37656380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdQqfMjrvpI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wiQAOjYQzcs/s320/37656380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319923775266602642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to buy her book. I'm more intrigued by Bethenny's book than I am about this one from the Countess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdQsFjYBo1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/AReZW1k9N8w/s1600-h/34521360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdQsFjYBo1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/AReZW1k9N8w/s320/34521360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319925533738378066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, our lil Bella is still doing really well.  Except for the fact that tonight I thought she'd gone into our bedroom to lay down on her bed. Nope. She had jumped onto our bed, grabbed the bottle of my hand lotion on my nightstand, then somehow squirted lotion all over my pillow. She's a tricky lil one! But still so friggin cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-8964268684566437555?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/8964268684566437555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=8964268684566437555' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/8964268684566437555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/8964268684566437555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-snap.html' title='Oh, snap!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SdQdNpdtPvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/9WDiwIlJFUg/s72-c/imag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3829318907925075525</id><published>2009-03-27T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:10:55.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation almost over?!</title><content type='html'>What?! I have 3 days left until work craziness starts back. I haven't done most of what was on my to-do list. That figures. I think I put waaaaay too much on my list. And the CE? Yeah, nada. Who wants to do read CE on their vacation?! Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella has done really well today. Still no pooping/peeing in the house. Thanks to everybody for your opinions on doggy training! We're still considering it. I'm learning to adjust my habits to the dog. Tonight I didn't close the garage door when I walked in the house. And out she went! I ran after her, and of course she thought we were playing chase! I think she would've kept going except for the fact that a house down the street had their front door open, and their dog was watching us from behind their glass door. So while neighbor dog and Bella had a stare-down, I swooped in and grabbed her. I freaked out 'cause we didn't have her new tags on her yet. I'll be closing that garage door Pronto! from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is coming to town to visit tomorrow and spending the night. He'll be the first overnight guest in our home. We're going to watch arena football team Arkansas Twisters. I looooove their games! They do lots of crowd involvement, and it's so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3829318907925075525?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3829318907925075525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3829318907925075525' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3829318907925075525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3829318907925075525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/03/vacation-almost-over.html' title='Vacation almost over?!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-5544580254684472413</id><published>2009-03-26T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:09:38.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New dog today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Scv8sWmXuMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Okn8ZqtIwO8/s1600-h/SD530524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Scv8sWmXuMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Okn8ZqtIwO8/s320/SD530524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317621623951964354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Scv8rwaYl_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/JORn1kSKPqQ/s1600-h/SD530525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Scv8rwaYl_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/JORn1kSKPqQ/s320/SD530525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317621613701142514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Bella (that's her name... for now). She's a beagle mix that we adopted from the Humane Society today. Right now she's full of energy and running around exploring everything in the house. They estimate that she's 1 or 2 years old. They thought that she's probably housetrained, and she has peed and pooped outside only so far. They recommended that we take doggy training classes. Has anyone done that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-5544580254684472413?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/5544580254684472413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=5544580254684472413' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5544580254684472413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/5544580254684472413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-dog-today.html' title='New dog today!'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/Scv8sWmXuMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Okn8ZqtIwO8/s72-c/SD530524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-1743341554398002405</id><published>2009-03-25T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:16:14.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 steps for Barnes &amp; Noble addict?</title><content type='html'>I may or may not have gone to Barnes and Noble today. I may or may not have bought more bargain books that I probably won't get to read until 5 years from now. I may or may not have signed up for the member card. I may or may not have hit up the Starbucks inside, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a day with doctor appointments/running errands, I needed a reward, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-1743341554398002405?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/1743341554398002405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=1743341554398002405' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1743341554398002405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/1743341554398002405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/03/12-steps-for-barnes-noble-addict.html' title='12 steps for Barnes &amp; Noble addict?'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434192328002770750.post-3806997010535420383</id><published>2009-03-24T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T06:58:30.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the sun?</title><content type='html'>I had designated today as my "outside" day. I'd planned to do some painting and some yard work. What's the weather forecast for today? Strong thunderstorms with wind and possibly hail. I've even heard mention of a tornado. Oh great. Scrap that. Guess I'll have to sit down and do that dreaded CE. We even considered going to the pound today to look at adopting a lil doggy. Scrap that too. Yesterday was gorgeous and sunny, but I had appointments all day long. I think the doppler is taunting me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434192328002770750-3806997010535420383?l=pharmacisterin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/feeds/3806997010535420383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434192328002770750&amp;postID=3806997010535420383' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3806997010535420383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434192328002770750/posts/default/3806997010535420383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pharmacisterin.blogspot.com/2009/03/wheres-sun.html' title='Where&apos;s the sun?'/><author><name>Pharmacist Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13180865807260179612</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7WTFH9c-mtk/SOWNO2NIdiI/AAAAAAAAACs/RfdcERHtrRw/S220/hogs.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
