﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>InnerCries's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from InnerCries</description><language /><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries</link></image><item><title>Friday, December 09, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/403488082/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/403488082/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2005 17:43:52 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;My mornings are rough for me.&amp;nbsp; I feel real sorry for my husband.&amp;nbsp; Some mornings he tries to be so sweet and I snub him off.&amp;nbsp; I'm so depressed in the mornings.&amp;nbsp; I'm reminded of how my body doesn't look the way I want it to.&amp;nbsp; I'm reminded of how lazy I am:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I haven't gone to the gym in over a week.&amp;nbsp; I see the piles of clothes on the floor.&amp;nbsp; I see the dishes piling up in the sink.&amp;nbsp; I'm reminded of how broke I am: by looking at my clothes and wishing I could get more, but can't.&amp;nbsp; by looking at my hair and needing the proper tools to make it look the way I want it to.&amp;nbsp; Then I hear a voice that tells me that I am increadibly blessed compared to most of the world, and I feel even worse for complaining.&amp;nbsp; So then I start to cry.&amp;nbsp; I try to hide my tears from my husband.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;....then I go to work, and all that I've put myself through fades away.&amp;nbsp; And the night is wonderful.....until the next morning when the cycle starts all over again.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I hate being broke during Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Can't buy the things that I would like to buy for those closest and dear to me.&amp;nbsp; POOH!!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/403488082/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, November 28, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/396257446/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/396257446/item.html</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 11:46:06 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ef8f8f" color=#704010 size=4&gt;HAPPY BELATED THANKSGIVING!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=left&gt;How did everyone's Thanksgiving go?&amp;nbsp; Mine when very well.&amp;nbsp; We went to my brother in laws first and then a few hours later went to my dad's cousin'.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then at the last minute decided to visit our friends.&amp;nbsp; So full!!!&amp;nbsp; Tried to get up this morning to work out.&amp;nbsp; I got out of bed and went, but didn't have a good workout.&amp;nbsp; I've got a massive headache today.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=left&gt;You wanna know something.....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; it sux big time being broke around the holidays.&amp;nbsp; &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/bummed.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp; All the sales are going on.&amp;nbsp; I keep telling myself that I'm going to save for the holidays and always end up spending that savings throughout the year.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=left&gt;I just went on the website of the hotel that we are going on our honeymoon (Cozumel) and Jan, Feb, &lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/STRONG&gt; March are completely booked!!&amp;nbsp; So we'll have to settle for April.&amp;nbsp; I'll keep ya updated.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=left&gt;I'm getting old, too.&amp;nbsp; My husband and I went out to the clubs with our friends the night before Thanksgiving.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't hang like I used to.&amp;nbsp; 2am came around and I was pooped out.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=left&gt;Well have a happy happy week ya'll&amp;nbsp; !!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/396257446/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, November 10, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/384612613/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/384612613/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Nov 2005 12:27:25 GMT</pubDate><description>*sigh* it's that feeling again.&amp;nbsp; That loop hole that seems to never end.&amp;nbsp; You know....where one negative thought leads to another, which leads to another, etc, then you're right back at the original thought.&amp;nbsp; Last night I was hanging out w/ my husband and 2 of his friends.&amp;nbsp; I suppose it was jealousy, but I wanted his attention.&amp;nbsp; But it was one of his friends b-day, so it's not my day to steal the spotlight.&amp;nbsp; So I got over it, or so I thought.&amp;nbsp; While we were playing pool, I looked at my reflection in the mirror and got disgusted with myself.&amp;nbsp; I'm just in a negative bubble.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps it'll pass.&amp;nbsp; Well....I know it'll pass if I let it go and turn to God.&amp;nbsp; Which I did this morning.&amp;nbsp; But I wished I would have last night.&amp;nbsp; I downed 2 beers to get me buzzing so that "maybe" I'd fall asleep quickly, and instead I cried for 20 mins and then fell asleep.&amp;nbsp; I was crying for no specific reason.&amp;nbsp; Just crying.&amp;nbsp; Then I was crying because I was crying.&amp;nbsp; silly, huh?&amp;nbsp; Why do we let satan take advantage of us, of our emotions?&amp;nbsp; I'm gonna nap now.&amp;nbsp; It's lunch time.&amp;nbsp; Hope everyone's doing well.&amp;nbsp; I'll be ok....after my nap.&amp;nbsp; &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp; Thanks for always being there!</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/384612613/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, October 25, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/374367949/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/374367949/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2005 14:26:14 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;geez!&amp;nbsp; why does this time of year have to be so freakin' depressing?!?&amp;nbsp; I'm so irritable and nit-picking at the littlest things.&amp;nbsp; I've become super jealous.&amp;nbsp; I know one reason why i'm feeling this way is because I haven't been praying enough.&amp;nbsp; My husband has been super sweet and caring, but I've been nit-picking because he doesn't come up to me and kiss me or give me a hug.&amp;nbsp; I keep mentioning it to him and he still won't give me a kiss.&amp;nbsp; I would love to have one when I come home from work.&amp;nbsp; I know it's not his love language.&amp;nbsp; But I've adjusted to his love language....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sigh...&amp;nbsp; I just want this dark cloud to go away.&amp;nbsp; I haven't been able to sleep the past couple of nights.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Then we're suppose to pic out pictures for the wedding album tonight and that just got thrown out the window because of his friend wanting to go out to dinner.&amp;nbsp; His friend isn't the problem it's his already married girl friend.&amp;nbsp; It'll just be another day with all the inside jokes between my husband and his friend.&amp;nbsp; I guess I just don't like being out of the loop.&amp;nbsp; I used to be in the loop, but now I have no clue what's going on.&amp;nbsp; So in a sense, I don't feel like hanging out with them.&amp;nbsp; But then I miss my hunny bunny so much. &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/bummed.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I just need to pray.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/374367949/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, October 21, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/371672689/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/371672689/item.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2005 09:52:40 GMT</pubDate><description>So I'm sitting here, trying to figure out what i'm going to be for halloween.&amp;nbsp; I need to be creative.&amp;nbsp; At my work there is a $40 cash prize for 1st place.&amp;nbsp; I've run accross 2.&amp;nbsp; One of my co-workers is going to be a sexy Mrs. Clause (we're actually calling her Mr. Clause's mistriss).&amp;nbsp; With her costume being that, if we do a department theme, I was thinking of being a letter to Santa. 
&lt;P&gt;Take an old white pillowcase and cut out three holes for your head and arms, so it will fit over your chest. Use a black marker to address it to Santa Claus at 1 Merry Lane, Cold, North Pole, 12250. Make up a fake return address and draw on a stamp. Stuff it as needed to make it look like an envelope.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Another one: &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;DIR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;E-Mail: Dress as a man (if you are not one already!) Tape an "E" on chest. "E"-male.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIR&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I'm still going through all the ideas on this one website.&amp;nbsp; &lt;A href="http://www.costumeideazone.com" target="_new"&gt;www.costumeideazone.com&lt;/A&gt;.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;we'll see.&amp;nbsp; I'd really like to be catwoman off of Batman Returns, the whole patent leather with the white stitches, but I'm not going to pay $60 for a costume.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/371672689/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, October 19, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/370490794/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/370490794/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Oct 2005 12:56:22 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;question:&amp;nbsp; Do you think that it is right to exploit someone else's personal life on a blog page (such as xanga, myspace, livejournal, etc.)?&amp;nbsp; Where does the line of privacy drawn?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;You're probablly wondering where this came from.&amp;nbsp; Today I was addressing the thank you cards from the wedding.&amp;nbsp; Some of the people I don't have their addresses with me here at work.&amp;nbsp; So I tried looking them up on whitepages.com.&amp;nbsp; Then I was courious to see if our home number was listed or not.&amp;nbsp; Well it isn't.&amp;nbsp; Then it lead my mind to thinking, "Well then how did one of his ex's find his number if it's unlisted?"&amp;nbsp; So I google-ed his full name by putting in quotes.&amp;nbsp; nothing came up.&amp;nbsp; Then I put just his first and last name in quotes, and I got one entry.&amp;nbsp; It was from someone from his past and it was on one of these blog pages.&amp;nbsp; The girl had put his full name on the page for everyone to read.&amp;nbsp; Now what's even worse....some of those people who may read her page are from our church.&amp;nbsp; how nice is that!?&amp;nbsp; I'm kinda surprised that she would post something there with it being over a year since the incident.&amp;nbsp; lol....it's like she can't get over it or something.&amp;nbsp; GET OVER IT!!!&amp;nbsp; I mean really, if you're not married, there are no binds to keep you attached.&amp;nbsp; Move on.&amp;nbsp; And if you're a&amp;nbsp;Christian (which&amp;nbsp;she claims to be), forgive and forget.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;My husband's grandfather once told him (while we were separated), "For every one person, there are &lt;STRONG&gt;at least&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;STRONG&gt;50&lt;/STRONG&gt; perfect persons for him/her."&amp;nbsp; I agree with it.&amp;nbsp; Because really when it all comes down to the nitty gritty of things, people have the &lt;EM&gt;choice&lt;/EM&gt; to love someone.&amp;nbsp; The happy-lovey-dovey feeling goes away after a while.&amp;nbsp; And when it goes away, what is&amp;nbsp;left?&amp;nbsp; You've got to make it work.&amp;nbsp; You've got to keep things new/fresh.&amp;nbsp; You have the &lt;EM&gt;choice&lt;/EM&gt; of doing that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;*whew* there went my little venting session for the day. &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;have a great day!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/370490794/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, October 18, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/369906287/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/369906287/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 15:37:10 GMT</pubDate><description>LOL!!!&amp;nbsp; I was reading some of the past entries.&amp;nbsp; I was so hostile.&amp;nbsp; *giggles*&amp;nbsp; I'm glad that I've grown up a little bit.&amp;nbsp; Well, a big part of it is prayer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #40ffff"&gt;Prayer works.&lt;/FONT&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/369906287/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, October 18, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/369869561/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/369869561/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 13:50:00 GMT</pubDate><description>thought I'd change the site to not make it look so drab and depressing.</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/369869561/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, October 18, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/369863147/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/369863147/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 13:29:21 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;here i am!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Well.....a lot has happened.&amp;nbsp; I've gotten married.&amp;nbsp; It's been real exciting, until just about a week ago.&amp;nbsp; I feel the blues hovering over me.&amp;nbsp; But I now know what the cause is.&amp;nbsp; I've put my focus on something else, other than God.&amp;nbsp; Everytime I get into one of these ruts, it's because I look at my husband, rely on him for my happiness, and guess what?&amp;nbsp; He fails me.&amp;nbsp; Only God can fulfill me completely.&amp;nbsp; I've been reading 2 books, and they're REALLY good.&amp;nbsp; "Sacred Marriage"&amp;nbsp;and "Power of a Praying Wife"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I strongly suggest "Sacred Marriage" for those who are in a relationship and even single people.&amp;nbsp; It talks about making a relationship Holy, not&amp;nbsp;making it happy.&amp;nbsp; Because if you strive for happy, you'll be failed.&amp;nbsp; Make it Holy, and you'll be nothing but happy.&amp;nbsp; And then there's a lot more to it.&amp;nbsp; So read it. &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/happy.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;The wedding was better than expected.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That's always&amp;nbsp;good.&amp;nbsp; However, one of my out of town bridesmaids canceled on me&amp;nbsp;2 days before the wedding because of car troubles and she's tight on $$.&amp;nbsp; Which I was understanding.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But then I call her over the weekend and she's telling me of her plans of getting married and is getting a $1300.00 dress.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;? &lt;IMG height=22 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/wtf.gif" width=15&gt;&amp;nbsp;? It just made me feel a little unimportant.&amp;nbsp; I guess I could understand why she wouldn't try and make things happen.&amp;nbsp; We've been friends since the 8th grade.&amp;nbsp; Both our families were in the military, so we got separated in the 10th.&amp;nbsp; Kept in touch, but these past few years have kind of faded.&amp;nbsp; We're not as close as we used to be.&amp;nbsp; It's sad, but when you live many miles apart, it's hard to keep that closeness.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;oh well.&amp;nbsp; Still, things are good here.&amp;nbsp; My husband quit his job, so he's not as stressed.&amp;nbsp; He was making $90K/yr.&amp;nbsp; I know lots of $$$, but there was not quality/quantity time.&amp;nbsp; He worked from 6:30am-7pm&amp;nbsp; M-F, and 6:30am-5:30pm on Sat.&amp;nbsp; Lots of hours. and then, at his job, he's surrounded by a bunch of dishonest, back-stabbing, 4-letter vocabulary, kind of guys.&amp;nbsp; So I'm real happy that he's out.&amp;nbsp; We're just waiting for the next step now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I may be able to post a little more this week.&amp;nbsp; I'm working the operator's desk, so I'll have plenty of time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Now it's off to read how you are doing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/laughing.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/369863147/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, August 23, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/332874959/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/332874959/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Aug 2005 08:00:09 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;This bad spirit will not leave me.&amp;nbsp; Another restless night.&amp;nbsp; I need some rest because my bridal portraits are coming up.&amp;nbsp; And some people can see that there's pain in my soul.&amp;nbsp; I'd hate to be constantly reminded everytime I look at my pic.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;good news: I got a promotion.&amp;nbsp; yay! this means more money...hopefully.&amp;nbsp; this also means more work.&amp;nbsp; but for this week i'm training people to do my job and next week I'll be the one being trained.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I should be working out and getting ready for the wedding (too late for the bridal pics.)&amp;nbsp; oh well.&amp;nbsp; It's just gonna be another day.&amp;nbsp; At least I'll be able to see some of my old friends again (they're coming in from out of town).&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/InnerCries/332874959/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>