<?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-5029312691135901585</id><updated>2011-10-11T09:48:24.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A World in Vixen's Eyes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-846178711578490727</id><published>2011-01-11T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T04:46:33.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Project.</title><content type='html'>I know it has been a long time, well over a year since I posted on my blog. I would say from being busy, but actually, just lazy and forgetfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened in the past year. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; 2009 I spent 2 hrs in a snow ditch waiting for a tow in the middle of a SD Blizzard. Bought a car. Lost friends, and gain some old ones back and new ones, only to lose the new friends (they weren't important) also have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;journey&lt;/span&gt; of finding my place in this world which I hope to say is with someone. As well as many other things in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my project is going to be some photo projects. First one is, "A day in the life....." and Josh agreed to be my subject. I follow him for a day, take pictures of his life, people, objects, views. Everything I feel I want to document.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other, which makes me very excited is "100 Strangers" I basically get 100 people to allow me to photograph them. I ask a few questions about their life, and document it. I think this will be exciting and I am very pumped to start this. My first subject I think will be the old guy who collects cans around town on his bike with a little trailer behind him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partially this was inspired by my little cousin who is doing a 365day project. As well as by the person who bought me my new camera and has put faith into my ability to capture people/moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will post here when I do my first project "A day in the life....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-846178711578490727?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/846178711578490727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=846178711578490727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/846178711578490727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/846178711578490727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-project.html' title='New Project.'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-1025485878862718050</id><published>2009-10-16T05:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T05:16:23.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty-five and Twenty-Six</title><content type='html'>Day Twenty-Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did not do a work-out, because it is the day off of working out, but I did go to the gym and did 20 minutes of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;. That was about it for yesterday. had some veggies and pork loin for dinner. Nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Twenty-Six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, tired and wanted to sleep but still went to the gym. The first person I see when I walk in is the one person I really dis like in this town. When I first started at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Dak&lt;/span&gt;, I was excited to move to a new place and make new friends. This woman made that impossible for me, and caused me to hate coming to work. Amanda..... I will not say last names but this woman was rude, snotty, and thought her shit was too good for you. Yeah, she was nice at first, but then she &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;alienated&lt;/span&gt; me. Soon, everyone in my team ignored me or didn't pay attention to me, or would treat me like crap. Eventually, I just hated coming to work, to work with those people, but loved my actual job. I was the black sheep of my group because I was a rocker girl, I liked punk rock, black and was opinionated. Well she left 2 years ago in April.... I went to her going away parting, only to celebrate that I didn't have to work with her anymore and get free drinks from her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.... evil I know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, so I saw her, and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truthfully&lt;/span&gt; think she knows I dislike her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;.... she saw me, smiled and said "Hi Ashley" and kept walking. She also said bye as I was leaving. Its not like when you normally see someone outside of work, you are like "HEY you are not at work!" and you chat a bit.... there was none of that. I said a soft spoken Hi and Bye back to her, hoping my mind didn't hear me say it, and think I betrayed it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;.... kidding... but yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the workout was good, did my machine routine, and did &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; for 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About to go eat breakfast :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-1025485878862718050?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1025485878862718050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=1025485878862718050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/1025485878862718050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/1025485878862718050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-twenty-five-and-twenty-six.html' title='Day Twenty-five and Twenty-Six'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-3781292629891422068</id><published>2009-10-14T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T05:45:26.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twenty to Twenty-Four</title><content type='html'>I really slacked in writing my blog... I am sorry. Here is an update for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;, and did my weekly gentle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;streach&lt;/span&gt; yoga. Also did my work out one so I can start an actual work out plan and follow. It went good, learned a few good tips. However, it is a fully body workout, so I can only work out every other day. Then I played &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; most of the day, Rachel and I kick ass at Mario Cart :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a whole lot of nothing. Our arms were so sore from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; and my working out, that Rachel and I just went to Sioux Falls, ate at Coco Palace, I had some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Unagi&lt;/span&gt;, fried steam dumplings, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miso&lt;/span&gt; soup, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tia&lt;/span&gt; Curry. I am such a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;heifer&lt;/span&gt; when it comes to good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cuisine&lt;/span&gt;. Spent the rest of the day watching Flash dance and relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't do much. I did my workout, however I did not do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;, due to I didn't feel to well in the tummy. So I did the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;machines&lt;/span&gt; and that was it. Nothing interesting to report for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday did nothing. I played about an hrs worth of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tennis&lt;/span&gt;, broke a sweat and then watched part of 300 with Rachel and Billy. Then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my workout again today. This time I did do the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; for about 20 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. Tomorrow I think I may just do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is is, I hope to keep up with this much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-3781292629891422068?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3781292629891422068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=3781292629891422068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/3781292629891422068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/3781292629891422068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-twenty-to-twenty-five.html' title='Day Twenty to Twenty-Four'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-8416261806316703447</id><published>2009-10-09T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T05:40:46.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Eighteen and Nineteen</title><content type='html'>Day Eighteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept in, I was so tired by the end of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; that yesterday I wanted to sleep, so I did. So no workout or anything. Came home washed dishes, and watched TV and then went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Nineteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go to the gym today, did legs and got on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;treadmill&lt;/span&gt; for about 20 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. Then got on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EFX&lt;/span&gt; machine for 5 more. So I did well I think. Tomorrow is Gentle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Stretch&lt;/span&gt; Yoga and then I do my workout one with a professional so they can get me on the right track. I hope by January I will have dropped at least one to two pant sizes and at least 15 lbs. (Gaining &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;muscle&lt;/span&gt; mass) so I can't expect to loose to much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was two eggs, two slices of toast and few strips of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Bacon&lt;/span&gt;. I love my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;protein&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-8416261806316703447?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8416261806316703447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=8416261806316703447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/8416261806316703447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/8416261806316703447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-eighteen-and-nineteen.html' title='Day Eighteen and Nineteen'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-5579371215237884965</id><published>2009-10-07T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T05:28:16.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Sixteen and Seventeen</title><content type='html'>Day Sixteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't blog yesterday. Mainly because I woke up at 5am went to the gym at 5:30 came home and showered and went to work an hr early. Had to do this so I could go to the Dentist yesterday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to work on getting my teeth fixed. Has been an issue with myself for a good 15 years. Most who know me, I don't have nice teeth. Mainly caused by genetics of my parents and a bad Child Dentist. It will cost lots of money, not sure how I will pay for it all, but I will have it done eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Seventeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to workout my normal time today. Did arms and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; and I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; tired, but I am not letting it stop me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am changing my life around dramatically in the next several months. Working out to achieve the body I once had, and get the beautiful smile I dream of daily. Lots of self esteem issues, but eventually they will be all taken care of, and I can love myself again fully :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it for today, going to shower and get to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tootles&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-5579371215237884965?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5579371215237884965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=5579371215237884965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/5579371215237884965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/5579371215237884965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-sixteen-and-seventeen.html' title='Day Sixteen and Seventeen'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-1984445240196916597</id><published>2009-10-05T05:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T05:30:04.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fourteen and Fifteen</title><content type='html'>Day Fourteen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't much of anything really. Just lazed around watched TV, Watch Harry Potter and the Sorcerer Stone. My aunt then called me around 3pm left me a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VM&lt;/span&gt; "Grandma and Pa are in town, they want to take you to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Apple bee's&lt;/span&gt; for dinner, call me back if you like to go" So I called and said sure after Seeing if Rachael wanted to go, since we were suppose to make Spinach &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lasagna&lt;/span&gt;. So went to dinner and got to see my adorable Grandma and Pa :) They are such &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jokers&lt;/span&gt; I love them to death, I also love when they buy me dinner too &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;. Came home, and watched Pirate of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Caribbean&lt;/span&gt;: Worlds End. Then went to bed around 10pm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Fifteen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far today was just working out. I worked out upper body, and did 20 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;. Came home and now just relaxing, about to eat some breakfast. After some thinking, I am going to see about my one for one that comes with my membership, and see how that works for me. If it doesn't I am going to see what the Gym charges for a Personal Trainer. If it isn't too much, I may try that, so I can be in the best shape ever, and do things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I been working out for two weeks. Last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; I measured myself, should have at the beginning, however, in just a weeks time, I lost a few inches all over. Which makes me very happy. I am not sure on the weight, but I am more worried about inches then anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; if for the day. :) Tootles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-1984445240196916597?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1984445240196916597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=1984445240196916597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/1984445240196916597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/1984445240196916597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-fourteen-and-fifteen.html' title='Day Fourteen and Fifteen'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-8959044041356019860</id><published>2009-10-03T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:45:29.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lots to talk about today :) Last night met up with Josh and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Christene&lt;/span&gt; at the Nine at Nine. They didn't stay long, both weren't feeling the greatest :/ but Rachael and I stayed. In about one hr I downed 3 Slow Comfortable Screws which are amazingly good! Sloe Gin, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Southern&lt;/span&gt; Comfort, Vodka and OJ. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sware&lt;/span&gt; I am highly addicted to these things thanks to Josh :) We then went to the liquor store and bought some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SoCo&lt;/span&gt;, Coke and Bud and drank more. Picked up Billy and drank some more, while billy drank his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hamm's&lt;/span&gt; Beer. It was a mellow night, for the most part, bit of stress for Rachael, but I hope I took care of it for her :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then I woke up around 8:30 still a tad drunk I think, but its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. Then went to the gym this morning for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Gentle&lt;/span&gt; Stretch Yoga, was nice and relaxing. Came home, had breakfast, two eggs with onions and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;, two slices of toast and two slices of bacon. Topped off with a nice glass of Apple Juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I feel ready to go, and do something today, but I have no clean clothes. I have laundry to do, and maybe clean house a bit today, though it isn't bad at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well that is it for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Tootles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-8959044041356019860?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8959044041356019860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=8959044041356019860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/8959044041356019860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/8959044041356019860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-thirteen.html' title='Day Thirteen'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-5173274712063774004</id><published>2009-10-02T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T05:05:34.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twelve</title><content type='html'>So another day of working out. Today was legs, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't go as long as yesterday because my tummy was a little off this morning. But I went for close to 15/20 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. I am tired, hot and sweaty. I can't wait until &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;, I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gental&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stretch&lt;/span&gt; Yoga at 9:30 and the rest of the day is mine :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all I have today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-5173274712063774004?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5173274712063774004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=5173274712063774004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/5173274712063774004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/5173274712063774004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-twelve.html' title='Day Twelve'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-7426292912202371015</id><published>2009-10-01T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T05:31:10.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Eleven</title><content type='html'>So today, did my super workout, well sort of. I did my arms, took about 20 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. Then I got on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EFX&lt;/span&gt; machine to do &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;. I got on that beast for 28 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;, and burned 313 cal. I busted ass. I was dripping sweat and I loved it, but hated it. It was on my back and between my boobs, and I couldn't go take a towel I had and wipe, so I could only wipe my face &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. Oh well, it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you hear some of the most interesting things in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;woman's&lt;/span&gt; locker room. So I was in there prior to workout, and two girls walked in. I was getting my shoes and my MP3 player set up and Girl 1 was like "I over slept and missed cycle class, because I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stayed&lt;/span&gt; up late." Girl 2 "I have to stay up late because I am literally on my last pair of underwear." Really? Why discuss something about your dirty and clean &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;underwear&lt;/span&gt; in front of a perfect stranger? I find that odd &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to get showered and ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tootles!&lt;br /&gt;Ash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-7426292912202371015?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7426292912202371015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=7426292912202371015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/7426292912202371015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/7426292912202371015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-eleven.html' title='Day Eleven'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-1532778604830655852</id><published>2009-09-30T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T05:23:58.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Nine and Ten</title><content type='html'>So, I didn't write yesterday, but I will write about yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Nine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get up and work out. Only because I had to be at work by 8am for a Tech Meeting. It was nice to actually sleep in. I awoke at around 7:15am and left by 7:45. I really hate having such short times to get ready, but I guess my body wanted to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however have an interesting evening. I wrote a letter to an ex about two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wks&lt;/span&gt; ago, basically stating to him I hate him, and I hate myself for hating him so much and that I wanted some answers, of why he treated me the way he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got my reply email. To be honest, I was half expecting him to bash me, and say mean and hurtful things to me. It is true, I really thought he would have. However, it was the complete opposite. He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;apologized&lt;/span&gt; for everything and that he never &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; for me to be hurt. He also complimented me in more ways then I am willing to share. Anyways, so I replied back thanking him for answering me best he could, told him after this, we shall never talk again, or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;purposely&lt;/span&gt; run into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; when I am back home. I also wish him luck in what ever he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am happy. I got my closure, and  I feel happy. For the first time in awhile I feel confident enough and happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; to go out there more, maybe put myself on the line and my feelings in hopes of finding another person to be with. *shrugs* who knows :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Ten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked out YES! I know I actually felt really lazy for not working out yesterday. I am getting so use to working out, that I don't feel the same as I do when I work out. My day yesterday seemed a little off, like I was missing something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, did legs, and abs and some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;. We got there about 15 after 6. Woke up late, and Josh had to text me. So I did the normal leg and ab workout, however, my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; was only 10 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. I now have a morning routine, so I have to try an get it back in sync before I get off track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am eating Honey Nut Cheerios and a glass of Apple Juice, and it is very good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must end the post. Tonight I am going to a Live Band at Skinner's tonight. I hope they are good and not country music. I need some good &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' Punk Rock, Heavy Metal, or Rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tootles&lt;br /&gt;Ash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-1532778604830655852?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1532778604830655852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=1532778604830655852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/1532778604830655852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/1532778604830655852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-nine-and-ten.html' title='Day Nine and Ten'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-5556821949762955011</id><published>2009-09-28T05:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T05:05:52.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Eight</title><content type='html'>Gym again! Did some arms and abs, then go on the EFX machine and was on that about 30 mins. Not really much to write about. I wrote some things yesterday, but that was pretty much it. I slept pretty good last night. I didn't have a cold botherin me or keeping me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, not sure what I have planned. Don't really know of anything to do hehehe. I may just laze around after cooking dinner. I think I may make chicken and rice or something. I have lots of chicken breats :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats it for now. Will write more tomorrow. But tomorrow I don't go to gym, I work at 8am so I won't have enough time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-5556821949762955011?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5556821949762955011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=5556821949762955011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/5556821949762955011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/5556821949762955011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-eight.html' title='Day Eight'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-6618963137564916043</id><published>2009-09-27T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:34:57.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Seven</title><content type='html'>So, today is the day to have a break from the gym. I am a bit behind or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ummm&lt;/span&gt; *looks around* Late in writing this blog. Anyways, Had a very interesting weekend. As you know what I did in the AM on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;remainder&lt;/span&gt; of the day was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first I went with Rachael to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Rug bee&lt;/span&gt; game for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SDSU&lt;/span&gt;. It actually was SUPER fun. I don't understand the sport yet, but I actually may try to understand it more. Its like football but not wimpy. They really get the shit kicked out of them. They have no pads or anything, and no breaks, it just continues to go..... and there is lots of blood and people getting hurt. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; and then.... there was this guy. He was a red head. Now I know its mean of me to blog about this, but I can't help it. He was a tall guy. I mean tall, and ripped and buff. However, he was the most &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hairiest&lt;/span&gt; guy I had ever seen in my life. It was like facial hair, on his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;shoulders&lt;/span&gt; down his ENTIRE BACK! It was so gross, it was like the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fuzzy&lt;/span&gt; part of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Velcro&lt;/span&gt;. I know, I feel bad, and I am a bad person for this, but seriously, he needed to WAX. If his hair wasn't a light red. I feel really bad for him, and any girl who thinks he is super hot, until they feel his back in the dark.... *cringes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; On ward sorry... *hangs head in shame* Anyways, Rachael had a friend come to town to go to the bar and meet up with some other friends. It was lots of fun. I had several drinks, and was dancing around like a nut head, and playing pool poorly. Though, I did get a few good shots in, with some good coaching of Rachael and her friend. I kept hitting the queue ball way to hard, and would miss shots. But hey, it didn't matter, we were betting pillows &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, it was a good weekend. I had lots of fun. Today was sort of a lay around and do nothing day. Watched a couple of movies, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is 5:30am wake up for gym. Then to work again for 5 days, and to another weekend of going out to the bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well watch for my next post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-6618963137564916043?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6618963137564916043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=6618963137564916043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/6618963137564916043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/6618963137564916043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-7.html' title='Day Seven'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-4818411090339850776</id><published>2009-09-26T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T08:29:40.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Six</title><content type='html'>Last Night, well was interesting. I went to "Fame" the new remake of the 80's Musical. It was good, I was so scared it was going to be like "High School Musical" but it wasn't, it was very similar to the original. I still prefer the original, but this was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was not waking up 5:30am and working out for an hour. Today, I woke up on my own around 7am. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;laid&lt;/span&gt; in bed snuggling up to my dog, and loving her. She is always so spunky in the morning. She knows when I am waking up. She gets up, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stretches&lt;/span&gt;, and pounces towards my face to lick it to death. Then she rolls around and squiggles and squirms under my hand that is petting her. She &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; is a remarkable dog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I finally get out of my warm soft bed, in the the cold &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;crisp&lt;/span&gt; air. I really would have liked to slept in longer, but I couldn't sleep any longer. So I took the muffin out to potty, then ate a bowl of shredded wheat. Talked with Rachael. Started some laundry. It was now, about 8:30. So I still had some time before my plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up measuring my body, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Rachael's&lt;/span&gt;. Now, I am not sharing those numbers, but I will keep you posted weekly on the amount of inches I loose. So, about time for me to leave, and I see a text message from Josh about not coming with me, because he didn't want to open up the book store late. He did get permission from his boss for that to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, but he still didn't feel right opening late due to our plans. So, I do understand. I would have liked him with, but its &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I still love you JOSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so I go to "Gentle Stretch &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yogo&lt;/span&gt;" it is 30 minutes of stretching, and relaxing. After working my ass off in the gym this past week, and quiting smoking, I really needed this. I have never really done Yoga before, with an instructor. I wouldn't count those DVD workouts as the Real Thing. But this was nice. I will be working out every morning besides every other &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;. Go to Yoga &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning, and have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling very empowered right now. I have this whole week. I will not let myself become lazy and stop anything. I have goals, and I will keep to those goals and work hard for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yet again, smoke free :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-4818411090339850776?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4818411090339850776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=4818411090339850776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/4818411090339850776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/4818411090339850776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-six.html' title='Day Six'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-4472605069850621732</id><published>2009-09-25T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T05:20:13.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Five</title><content type='html'>So I must start this out with yesterday evening. So I have been smoke free for 2 days, 3 if I count today. Well yesterday I ate &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Shredded&lt;/span&gt; Wheat for breakfast, Minestrone soup for lunch, a small bag of chips and some deli turkey meat. Dinner, around 7:30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;, 1/2 Chicken Breast, with veggies and two slices of bread and a glass of milk. So overall I think I ate very well yesterday. Lunch today will be the left over chicken and veggies :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday after dinner, I went with Rachael to meet up with a friend for a drink. Now, after 8pm I can not eat or drink anything besides water. I am taking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Calorad&lt;/span&gt;, which is liquid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;protein&lt;/span&gt; each night before bed. When taking this, you can't eat 3 hrs before you go to bed. So I figure around 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; is when I go to bed. So I go to the bar, Rachael and her friend Big have a few drinks. I order water &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.... I never had been in a bar and drank only water &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. We then went to the 9 (a bar in town) and met with some other friends of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Big's&lt;/span&gt;. Well while we were sitting there, EVERYONE was smoking!!! It was floating in my face. I was so tempted to ask for a smoke, but I didn't. I waved my hand to keep the smoke from shifting towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO huge thing, I haven't been smoke free for long and I was in a bar and didn't touch a smoke. I am very proud of myself, and I feel as if, I can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accomplish&lt;/span&gt; that, I cam &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accomplish&lt;/span&gt; anything I set my mind to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for today, we went to the gym, Josh and I. We worked out our legs, abs a bit, and then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; for about 20 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. I am not feeling as sick as I was the past two days, so I was able to get on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; longer and not feel like my chest had 1000 needles jabbing it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good. Tonight I go see the movie Fame with Josh and about 2o other girls &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning, josh and I go to Gentle &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Stretch&lt;/span&gt; Yoga, to stretch the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;muscles&lt;/span&gt; we have been working out so hard this week. I think we may do that every &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; after a long hard workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that be it for today. *Flex* I am keeping my will power alive and strong! I will do this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-4472605069850621732?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4472605069850621732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=4472605069850621732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/4472605069850621732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/4472605069850621732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-five.html' title='Day Five'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-7337049430434147768</id><published>2009-09-24T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T05:08:33.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Four</title><content type='html'>I worked out again today. Even though my nose is stuff, chest is congested, however my throat doesn't hurt no more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. My body aches but from working out. Besides the illness, I feel pretty good about myself. This is day two of no smoke in the morning. So yesterday, was a whole day with nothing, and I feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments I crave. Like on my drive to/from work, and after eating food. I think the biggest test will be, when I go out drinking. I always smoke like a chimney when out drinking. When I did smoke I can least say I wasn't average when I smoked. I smoke 1/2 a pack or less a day. The average person smokes a pack to pack 1/2 a day. So I may have had a unhealthy habit, but at least I wasn't as bad as most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I could use a smoke, but I think I rather talk about the craving, then ignore it and not talk about it. It generally is best when you talk about things, the tend to be easier to overcome? Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well back to my work out. Josh bought a 2 month pass, to work out with me before he runs away and leaves me for the Navy. Not sure what I will do without my best guy friend around. Makes me sad thinking about it, but HEY it gives me 1 WHOLE hour 4 or 5 times a week of just him and I. So it makes me happy at least :) Something to add to the topping of working out and getting fit. We worked arms today. Lower and upper back, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;. I would have gone longer on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt;, but with this cold, I couldn't go more then 10 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. My chest was burning something fierce. Once I am feeling better, I am sure I can go my normal 30 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it for today. Hope you enjoyed reading about my work out adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tootles,&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-7337049430434147768?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7337049430434147768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=7337049430434147768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/7337049430434147768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/7337049430434147768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-four.html' title='Day Four'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-2270695281285141740</id><published>2009-09-23T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:17:15.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Three - Part Two</title><content type='html'>So again, no work out :( But I am sick I have a reason. Met up with Josh and Kristene about our steampunk costumes.... This is going to be so much fun.... I can not wait to do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be waking up early for gym tomorrow!!! Wish me and my sick butt luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-2270695281285141740?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2270695281285141740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=2270695281285141740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/2270695281285141740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/2270695281285141740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-three-part-two.html' title='Day Three - Part Two'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-878073578808028692</id><published>2009-09-23T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:17:41.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Three - Part One</title><content type='html'>No workout. I need a day to let my body rest. I am getting sick, my throat hurts, I have a chest cough, and my nose is draining into my throat. I feel like crap. I know its not the FLU, but I really don't want to work today. However, I have no choice, it isn't going to kill me to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to work out tomorrow, wish me luck :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-878073578808028692?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/878073578808028692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=878073578808028692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/878073578808028692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/878073578808028692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-3.html' title='Day Three - Part One'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-6848709713000030200</id><published>2009-09-22T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T05:28:18.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two</title><content type='html'>So today is my 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; day of my workout. I woke a bit late today. I awoke at 5am to tinkle, and figured "Rachael will wake me in 30 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;" so I went back to sleep. I was not fully asleep and then I received a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;txt&lt;/span&gt; message from my Josh. "Where u at?" I flew out of bed as it was 2 after 6.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Rachael&lt;/span&gt; didn't wake me up, she actually didn't even get up to go to the gym today. She was to tired. So anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate some left over corn bread for breakfast, took my pills (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ephedrine&lt;/span&gt; and Burn) Don't worry, I know the FDA Banned &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ephedrine&lt;/span&gt;, but only banned from diet pills. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; can still take it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; so you can monitor the amount. People were taking 500mg and were having heart attacks. I take 25 to 50mg. So not even close to hurting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then got in my workout clothes, grabbed my shoes, and my water bottle and head out the door to pick up my JOSH! He went the the gym with me today. I worked out my arms and tummy mostly yesterday, so today Josh and I worked out our legs. I got on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt; for only 10 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; today. The weather is cold and humid and is causing me to have chest breathing pains from a chest cold that started about mid day yesterday. So I had to take it semi easy today. But all in all I burned about 100 calories from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt;, maybe 200 from lifting weights???? Not sure and then my burn and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ephedrine&lt;/span&gt; burned about an extra 100 to 200. So not to bad I guess. I am happy I am doing this. It makes me feel very good about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I feel I make take a break, or just do the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow and give my legs and arms a rest. Saturday I plan on making an appointment with a trainer (I get one free with my membership) so I can get a weekly work out plan made and just follow that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The No Smoking.... Well I have 2 smokes left of this pack. After that, I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; done! No more ever again. I really do hate it. I want to be healthy, and look healthy.  So basically while I am getting ready for work, I will be working on smoking one, and on my way to work I will smoke my last one. I will bring a book I am reading to work to read on my breaks, since I won't have smokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must end this for now. I need to get showered (Sweat and stink is never &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appealing&lt;/span&gt;) To night I will be measuring my body, so I can track the inches I loose. Weight, doesn't matter, its the inches that count. But I want to loose the weight or get back to my size 7/9 jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tootles&lt;br /&gt;Ash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-6848709713000030200?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6848709713000030200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=6848709713000030200' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/6848709713000030200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/6848709713000030200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-two.html' title='Day Two'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-1087452410702658178</id><published>2009-09-21T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T05:22:22.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>So, me and a few friends have possibly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; on what to go as for Halloween this year. We are dressing up as &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Steam punk&lt;/span&gt;. It is going to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; fun, and creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the idea I am going for. Josh he is going to be an Airship &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Captian&lt;/span&gt;. I am going as a gun slinger.And not sure what others are going as. &lt;a href="http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c154/Ashaleem22/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2617660745_408e2a4edd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Steampunk 1" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c154/Ashaleem22/2617660745_408e2a4edd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, For me to pull this off, I need to loose some weight and quit smoking. Loosing weight is not only for myself, and overall health, but just to feel good about myself and be comfortable in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiting smoking, now &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a who different realm. I know its bad for me, its a bad habit. It makes my skin icky, and makes me smell, and kills my body. I had josh smell my hair one day, because it smelt so nice to me. He said "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mmmm&lt;/span&gt; with a hint of smoke" yeah sort of sad and made me not feel so good. LOVE YOU JOSH! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; but yeah, made me realize, no guy would want to be with me who smells like smoke and goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up at 6am, which never happens &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; and I went to the gym today. I pumped weights with my arms, lower back, legs and tummy for about 30 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;. I then hopped on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;elliptical&lt;/span&gt; for about 15 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my starting weight is.... and I cant believe I am sharing this is, 190. Now I have big boobs. Believe it or not, they are a DD. So in reality, that is about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; 15 to 20 lbs of boob. I do not look fat, as my dad says "You carry your weight well" but 5 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;years&lt;/span&gt; ago, I was about 140/130. So my goal for now is to Quit Smoking, and loose about 25 lbs. Once I get down to 165, I will see how I feel about myself and the overall look of me. Then I may strive for another 25 to 30 lbs. Then I will just continue to go to gym, eat healthy and just work in maintaining my weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, and help keep me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;motivated&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-1087452410702658178?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1087452410702658178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=1087452410702658178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/1087452410702658178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/1087452410702658178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-3849292527878035605</id><published>2009-03-15T19:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:28:49.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Help My Brother Kyle!</title><content type='html'>I am asking anyone who can, please help out! Click on the link to read more about the cause, and do what you can. Making a donation to help cover a lawyer, or pass the link on to other who may beable to help out as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pleasehelpmybrotherkyle.tripod.com/"&gt;http://pleasehelpmybrotherkyle.tripod.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-3849292527878035605?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3849292527878035605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=3849292527878035605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/3849292527878035605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/3849292527878035605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/please-help-my-brother-kyle.html' title='Please Help My Brother Kyle!'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-6098076402141479629</id><published>2009-02-16T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:15:18.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Online Game</title><content type='html'>I was around 20 years old when I started to play Online Games. Six years now of playing MMO's. How it all started is, my brother got SWG (Star Wars Galaxies Online) I was making fun of him, "You are such a nerd!" well it wasn't because he was playing an Online Game, it is because he really is obsessed with Star Wars.. Honestly, at that point I really didn't know online games existed, or what they ment. So he told me, and showed me the Character creation. I fell inlove with online games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played SWG for about a year or so. I love it. I lost alot of friends, but made SO many all around the world. I would spend hours and hours playing this game. Truthfully, I even RP (Roll Played) but not to the weird extent, but had little SWG Boyfriends, some fought over me, or tried to win my affection. It was rather fun. I had three accounts active in SWG and that was about $45 a month  I paid. One was my PVP girl and I mass murdered people with a group of close IMPERIAL Friends :) Yes I was on the naughty side. One was my shop girl (a friend left and let me use her character) she created clothes, sold them to various players, and I had some super hot out fits, that no one else ever thought of, until they saw me running around in them. My other, was my support, she danced in the cantina, racked in tons of money, while buffing my PVP Crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it all ended. My perfect world, away from reality. WoW came into existance, and everyone soon flocked to WoW. Now don't get me wrong, WoW had some great qualities, but it wasn't want I wanted. It wasn't even close, but all my friends went there, I almost had no choice but to go and follow them. Then soon, SWG did a huge Revamp and the game was distroyed, and was never and will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, many years and countless hours playing a game I really truely did not love or like. I was there only because everyone I knew was there. I tried several other games. Some only for the trial, while others I played beta, or bought the full game, thinking "This might just be the one for me, I might have found the home I had lost!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I still have not found my Perfect Online Game. I almost wish I could work for a computer game company, tell them how to make the game, what it needs, and BOOM! It would be perfect. I would take parts and things of various games I found and tried, and enjoyed for a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my Perfect Game. If someone ends up creating this, I will assume you took all my Ideas and I will sue you! (Just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok some things I would love in my game, or in my world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, Breath-taking Graphics - These graphics come from, Age of Conan. This game, has blown me out of my shoes with the amazing graphics. The water is so real, it could be still, and you take your character into the water, and it ripples as you swim. The shading, and lighting is so realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character Creation - Now I am a girl, I love to make my girl SUPER hot, with big boobs, a tiny waist, perfect skin, and a face that is completely custom, that the chance of someone getting a face like yours is almost impossible. A face that can be remembered, like it could in real life. Age of conan, yes has great character creation with the body, and yes even has nudity. However, they did have an ok rating with the facial features, but most all look the same. If the game could be where you could change everything, the make up, the hair lenght, like Sims but 100x more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are my top two, and I will ad more, but it is time for me to hit the sack. I have so much more to add to this, but you will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vixen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-6098076402141479629?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6098076402141479629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=6098076402141479629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/6098076402141479629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/6098076402141479629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/perfect-online-game.html' title='The Perfect Online Game'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-6033196777489499418</id><published>2008-12-03T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:20:46.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Namage!!!</title><content type='html'>Funness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s &amp;amp; father’s middle names): Jo Michael.... Kind of cool, not something I would choose, but seems good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. NASCAR NAME: (first name of your mother’s dad, father’s dad): Larry Donald, or Donald Larry.... not sure I like either or.... sounds to propper.... I like craziness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal): Rainbow Tiger.... hmm would each stripe be a color from the rainbow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you live): Marie Brookings.... Never thought brookings would be a semi neat last name HAHAHA... Sounds kind of like a bitch name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd favorite color, favorite alcoholic drink, optionally add “THE” to the beginning): The black Jagermister.... I bestow drinks on all, and blast the good with my potant liquor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. FLY NAME: (first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name): Asva, hmmm weird i would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. GANGSTA NAME: (favorite ice cream flavor, favorite cookie): Chocolate Oreo..... very sweet sounding, doesing seem very tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. ROCK STAR NAME: (current pet’s name, current street name):Hmmm Ashia 13th, that sounds dumb... how about Ashia Avanue heheh, sounds a bit better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. PORN NAME: (1st pet, street you grew up on): Doofus Willow.... wow I would be the really dumb girl who is oblivious to my surroundings and what is going on and happening to me.... and bubbly and giggly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-6033196777489499418?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6033196777489499418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=6033196777489499418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/6033196777489499418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/6033196777489499418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-namage.html' title='Random Namage!!!'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-301073058432228301</id><published>2008-11-22T19:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:44:38.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>So, much has happened the past month. My roommate moves out, and now I am able to do what I want when I want. So I am really enjoying living alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did just go on a business trip this past week to Atlanta, GA. A full business trip, but I did get to meet someone that I have been chatting to a lot since June. I got to meet Helly. I must say, I totally adore her!! She is what I totaly expected, when I first met her. She is so sweet and kind, and really made me feel welcomed on my first business trip ever. I see her and I remaining friends for some time. She was so full of smiles and stories..... emails gave her no justice to the wonderful stories she could tell in person. I know, I would love to come to Atlanta again, not on business but for pleasure :) though I do go again in December on business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlanta, was fun. I never been to a large city besides the Twin Cities and Denver, however I was very young and don't remember them much. I really enjoyed Atlanta, I got to see sky scrappers, and go into some real high class resturants. I also, got to drive a bit out of Atlanta and see some of the country side.... I must say, I was breathless. It was so beautiful there. Trees 2 times taller then our own here in South Dakota. Vines and moss hanging off. I wish I would have had my Nice photography camera so I could really capture the beauty I saw. Most people in Atlanta were very friendly. Always smiling in your direction, and realy kind. I guess it wasn't what I expected. I thought maybe I was under class, or I would stick out like a sore thumb. I didn't, I think, or I know, I could do real well in a large city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is Just around the corner, so much going on this next month, I will be going back to Rapid City for christmas with my family, and I am excited. I love seeing my family, parents, siblings, nieces and nephews.... I also will get so see some of my old friends as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must be off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh funny story happened to day.... My neighbor knocked on my door. He locked his keys in his car, while it was running. Asked for a hanger, to try and open it himself. Well this was around 4pm today. Well he doesnt have the money to call a locksmith, though they only charge around $20. So instead it is now almost 10pm his car is still running, he is letting his car run idol, and run out of gas and he said he just filled up his tank friday. Shitty luck for him, but funny that the car is still out there running.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tootles.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-301073058432228301?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/301073058432228301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=301073058432228301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/301073058432228301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/301073058432228301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029312691135901585.post-5639098001207117852</id><published>2008-11-16T08:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T08:57:11.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jager-Nog</title><content type='html'>So, Helly, she told me of a cool drink. Jager and eggnog, I tried it last night. You take about 2/3 eggnog and 1/3 yager (If you are a jager lover) and mix and drink away... It was super yummy... Rich but good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see this becoming a fave for me around the holidays &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Helly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5029312691135901585-5639098001207117852?l=avixensworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5639098001207117852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5029312691135901585&amp;postID=5639098001207117852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/5639098001207117852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5029312691135901585/posts/default/5639098001207117852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avixensworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/jager-nog.html' title='Jager-Nog'/><author><name>GreenEyedVixen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15656289063407080902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nggYSjpr8kw/SPSVlVS9hvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MjwzXmsZYHQ/S220/Flowersmomdone+(10+of+48).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
