<?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-5131567344825288318</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:45:42.232-04:00</updated><category term='paddys day'/><category term='break up'/><category term='edward cullen'/><category term='diet'/><category term='green'/><category term='batman'/><category term='Katy'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>April on 96.9 WBTI</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-8038854156474045149</id><published>2010-10-10T14:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T16:39:48.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what to be, or not to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TLIdGqi5AII/AAAAAAAAAF4/XKRuGtSVYWU/s1600/halloween1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TLIdGqi5AII/AAAAAAAAAF4/XKRuGtSVYWU/s320/halloween1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526511693074071682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is just around the corner and whether you are trick-or-treating or not, almost everyone loves to get dress up. Unless you are some sort of Halloween version of the grinch... which would be a funny costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be careful what you dress up as. Depending on the situation almost anything could be inappropriate, so be careful to know what kind of party you are going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TLIf10tCYbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/W7Q6u-2uOi4/s1600/halloween2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TLIf10tCYbI/AAAAAAAAAGA/W7Q6u-2uOi4/s320/halloween2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526514702278091186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This costume is funny even though it could be taken in poor taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this holiday, it is easily one of my favorite days of the year. I put a lot of planning into it, but that's because I don't want to show up at the party and see another little red riding hood or referee. That would take away most of the fun... not all of it though. So you have to know what some of your best friends are dressing up as so you don't have to worry about it; or you could even dress up as a group to make it even more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TLIiWYKQvZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OSqZVaY_EJU/s1600/halloween3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TLIiWYKQvZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/OSqZVaY_EJU/s320/halloween3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526517460574977426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy's costume is super unique but I'm sure he had a lot of trouble getting through doorways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't decided what I'm going to be this year but the thing I do know is I wish I had this outfit for my puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TLIi-suH-CI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/26-c1oRVuTY/s1600/halloween4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TLIi-suH-CI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/26-c1oRVuTY/s320/halloween4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526518153288874018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you're going to be this year, I'd love to hear it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-8038854156474045149?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/8038854156474045149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-to-be-or-not-to-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/8038854156474045149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/8038854156474045149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='what to be, or not to be'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TLIdGqi5AII/AAAAAAAAAF4/XKRuGtSVYWU/s72-c/halloween1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-5897100580219417922</id><published>2010-09-28T21:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:29:44.474-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katy'/><title type='text'>That is not school appropriate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TKKVa0NjVxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/x_Zs79hlkwQ/s1600/katy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TKKVa0NjVxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/x_Zs79hlkwQ/s320/katy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522140381034272530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's letter is the letter "C" C as in cleavage.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Katy Perry chasing Elmo around in such a risky dress was not appropriate for small children.... Duh!&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-5897100580219417922?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/5897100580219417922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/09/that-is-not-school-appropriate.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/5897100580219417922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/5897100580219417922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/09/that-is-not-school-appropriate.html' title='That is not school appropriate!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TKKVa0NjVxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/x_Zs79hlkwQ/s72-c/katy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-4049692565390015840</id><published>2010-09-19T17:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T17:57:29.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TJaF6CKHXjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oVoO45bykcc/s1600/meatdress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TJaF6CKHXjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oVoO45bykcc/s320/meatdress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518745625447325234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From her hat to her shoes almost everything on Lady Gaga at the VMA's was made completely out of meat.... I'm speechless, I feel like P.E.T.A. didn't know whether to pour red paint on her or to try and find her dress a home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-4049692565390015840?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/4049692565390015840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/09/holy-cow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/4049692565390015840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/4049692565390015840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/09/holy-cow.html' title='Holy Cow!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/TJaF6CKHXjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oVoO45bykcc/s72-c/meatdress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-795494397770336621</id><published>2010-08-08T14:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T16:02:32.722-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green'/><title type='text'>Going Green!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't blogged in a while... I lost the password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my personal life I've noticed how wasteful I know I can be, so I've decided to become more green, and no I don't mean to be green with envy. To become green according to urban dictionary is to adopt an environmentally friendly lifestyle. So I looked up some simple tips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Turn off the lights when you leave a room or if you don't need it on. Electricity production generates more than 1.9 billion metric tons of carbon dioxide emissions a year so this simple act could really make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat less beef. You don't have to cut out meat entirely, just try to focus your meals on the vegetables and less on the meat. Not only does it help you live a healthier life, Plant based diets require less resources to maintain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Use green cleaning supplies. Many Americans have bad reactions to common household chemicals.  Cleaning with 1/4 cup of distilled white vinegar and a few drops of olive oil costs less than a dollar and a lot safer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more ways to be green just look online (that is where I got these tips... thanks www.wholeliving.com), everyone has a random tip that makes a big difference. I recently started gardening and eating my veggies as a snack instead of going to the store and buying chips (sometimes). And I have also started a compost pile to use next year for my garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully you jump on the going green trend, it's better for everyone and honestly it makes me feel like I'm doing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share your tips on going green, I'd love to hear them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-795494397770336621?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/795494397770336621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/795494397770336621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/795494397770336621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-green.html' title='Going Green!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-1286374766088167020</id><published>2010-05-16T13:39:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:09:46.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Montag montage?</title><content type='html'>So at first I was semi-upset (kinda) about Heidi Montag's many plastic surgeries. She is supposed to be a role model for young girls because of her status as "famous" but instead she has gone off the deep end and has gotten even more surgery. I guess 10 surgeries just wasn't enough for even half a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here she is over the ages :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_A5TbSd92I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Kweizvhi-3A/s1600/montag1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_A5TbSd92I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Kweizvhi-3A/s320/montag1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471936553160669026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Beginning....&lt;br /&gt;I actually think she is pretty in this picture, she had a beautiful smile. She kinda looked like she was in the 70's with her hair and make-up, but it wasn't bad at all. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_A4y7XiIQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LE_bFou3-tQ/s1600/montag2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_A4y7XiIQI/AAAAAAAAAEo/LE_bFou3-tQ/s320/montag2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471935994836164866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she got the *cough cough* "Lindsay Lohan" ...&lt;br /&gt;I frowned upon this surgery since she was still so young, but there are worse things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_A67xIzbJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_xZnz9klPHo/s1600/montag3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_A67xIzbJI/AAAAAAAAAE4/_xZnz9klPHo/s320/montag3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471938345732107410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next the "Micheal Jackson"... (added cheek bones and cut off nose)&lt;br /&gt;Now things are kinda getting ridiculous, she hardly even looks like herself anymore. She is starting too look plastic, and I wonder how they explained the change on her t.v. show "The Hills"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_A-zZ7HtcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PfKgPet5kbI/s1600/montag4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_A-zZ7HtcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PfKgPet5kbI/s320/montag4.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471942600108258754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another nose job and rounded out her face... so the "Micheal Jackson" continued?.... &lt;br /&gt;At least she still kinda looked human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_BCM9WGXDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ywlbvJIJf1A/s1600/montag5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_BCM9WGXDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ywlbvJIJf1A/s320/montag5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471946337648270386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she "Failed"....&lt;br /&gt;No further explanation is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_BJVorVnFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gMzbwT5DjgU/s1600/montag6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_BJVorVnFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gMzbwT5DjgU/s320/montag6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471954183300422738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was a level of fail higher than "epic fail" it would be named after Heidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off after this I bet she had her I.D taken away at the bar because she looks nothing like the photo. Also Heidi claims she wants yet ANOTHER breast enlargement surgery. She wants to have the surgery done in Europe since they they are more relaxed on what they can do to her body and she wants to go up to a size H for "Heidi". Right now she is at size F, which simply stands for "FAILURE" &lt;br /&gt;Also, Who wears high heels when they are tanning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_Bbu9qtE-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/FQOScNziJm8/s1600/montaglol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_Bbu9qtE-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/FQOScNziJm8/s320/montaglol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471974409640940514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha Just kidding, Heidi isn't to this extreme .... yet.&lt;br /&gt;But who knows what will happen when she leaves the country because no doctor can/will do what she wants.&lt;br /&gt;It's just proof that in America if you get 15 minutes of fame for anything people will continue to do it long after the 15 minutes are up... &lt;br /&gt;Example: Octomom, she plans on popping out more puppies just for the fame... But that is for a different Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-1286374766088167020?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/1286374766088167020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/05/montag-montage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/1286374766088167020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/1286374766088167020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/05/montag-montage.html' title='Montag montage?'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S_A5TbSd92I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Kweizvhi-3A/s72-c/montag1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-1460678558205884211</id><published>2010-05-02T14:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T14:32:06.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game? Yeah I just lost it.</title><content type='html'>Wow it really has been a long time since I wrote a blog, but this inspiration is hard to pass up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lost the game... If you want to be forever tortured knowing someone else is controlling what you think continue reading but it's not too late. I now give you two choices. First, the blue pill: take this and you'll wake up in your bed and you believe whatever you want to believe. Or the Red pill, and I'll show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S93BZ7mg9yI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jgo-fU9JCnY/s1600/bluepill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S93BZ7mg9yI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jgo-fU9JCnY/s320/bluepill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466738173937776418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you'd make the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know the rules of "the game" it is really quite simple; If you think about "the game" you lose the game. But when you lose "the game" you have to say it out loud. This is where the fun is because when you say it you force everyone around you to also lose the game and it is funny to see who else is playing the game. I recently taught one of my co-workers about the game so I periodically get a text saying "i just lost the game".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that you are full of knowledge go out and enjoy your "gaming"... have fun with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-1460678558205884211?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/1460678558205884211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/05/game-yeah-i-just-lost-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/1460678558205884211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/1460678558205884211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/05/game-yeah-i-just-lost-it.html' title='The Game? Yeah I just lost it.'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S93BZ7mg9yI/AAAAAAAAAEY/jgo-fU9JCnY/s72-c/bluepill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-3252406716427623786</id><published>2010-03-17T00:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:12:50.799-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paddys day'/><title type='text'>Happy St. Patricks Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S6BWSnmguRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/w-7ew4p79Fs/s1600-h/clover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S6BWSnmguRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/w-7ew4p79Fs/s320/clover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449450426986445074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he was about sixteen he was captured by Irish raiders and taken from his native Wales as a slave&lt;br /&gt;to Ireland, where he lived for six years before escaping and returning&lt;br /&gt;to his family. After entering the church, he later returned to Ireland&lt;br /&gt;as a missionary in the north and west of the island, but little is&lt;br /&gt;known about the places where he worked and no link can be made between&lt;br /&gt;Patrick and any church. By the eighth century he had become the patron&lt;br /&gt;saint of Ireland. The Irish monastery system evolved after the time of&lt;br /&gt;Patrick and the Irish church did not develop the diocesan model that Patrick and the other early missionaries had tried to establish. He was also known for chasing all the snakes out of Ireland, even though there is no real proof there was any snakes there in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this all mean?&lt;br /&gt;GREEN BEER FOR EVERYONE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Age permitting) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April♫&lt;br /&gt;♣&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-3252406716427623786?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/3252406716427623786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/3252406716427623786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/3252406716427623786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patricks Day.'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S6BWSnmguRI/AAAAAAAAAEI/w-7ew4p79Fs/s72-c/clover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-2706805079194584223</id><published>2010-02-11T23:10:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T11:27:35.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?</title><content type='html'>There are many things wrong with Heidi Montag and her many plastic surgeries. Other than the fact she is still very young and the level of surgeries she went through has to be very hard on her body, I very much doubt she knows exactly what she got herself into. When I think of plastic surgeries, I think of people who are unsatisfied in life who believe if they were just *insert adjective here* that life would be 100 percent different, when in fact for most people life changes very little if at all when they heal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3TZz4owqJI/AAAAAAAAACo/u_cUhHb3RDk/s1600-h/tacofail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3TZz4owqJI/AAAAAAAAACo/u_cUhHb3RDk/s320/tacofail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437210135542933650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel that when you get the expensive liposuction surgery it should mark the beginning of a new healthy lifestyle, not to take your already tiny body and put it under more stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really saddened by the number of celebrities who go under the knife just to try and become more famous or because they are not emotionally stable enough to handle the stress of fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of celebrities that had surgery:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3TfvBrCUCI/AAAAAAAAACw/V0ZCcg4Kdxw/s1600-h/surg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 119px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3TfvBrCUCI/AAAAAAAAACw/V0ZCcg4Kdxw/s320/surg1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437216649138819106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3Tf9TmgRGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cubuaqwXCP0/s1600-h/surg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 103px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3Tf9TmgRGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cubuaqwXCP0/s320/surg2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437216894469817442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3TgLL-NdXI/AAAAAAAAADA/cTrfU6s3tD8/s1600-h/surg3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3TgLL-NdXI/AAAAAAAAADA/cTrfU6s3tD8/s320/surg3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437217132939933042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3TgTe0dezI/AAAAAAAAADI/cb9WWoFBLt8/s1600-h/surg4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3TgTe0dezI/AAAAAAAAADI/cb9WWoFBLt8/s320/surg4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437217275438267186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3Tgm18TdRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DmXOAoJMoKY/s1600-h/surg5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 86px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3Tgm18TdRI/AAAAAAAAADQ/DmXOAoJMoKY/s320/surg5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437217608062694674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3Tgv-Pxg-I/AAAAAAAAADY/DH0vLBQj-_I/s1600-h/surg6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 115px; height: 99px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3Tgv-Pxg-I/AAAAAAAAADY/DH0vLBQj-_I/s320/surg6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437217764910662626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3Tg26vQXZI/AAAAAAAAADg/FYvC4djb3Do/s1600-h/surg7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3Tg26vQXZI/AAAAAAAAADg/FYvC4djb3Do/s320/surg7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437217884228050322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3Tg_HS6pPI/AAAAAAAAADo/nvGbRPs8ZjE/s1600-h/surg8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3Tg_HS6pPI/AAAAAAAAADo/nvGbRPs8ZjE/s320/surg8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437218025037800690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3ThLiKIlCI/AAAAAAAAADw/9Q7Zd1nyyos/s1600-h/surg9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 85px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3ThLiKIlCI/AAAAAAAAADw/9Q7Zd1nyyos/s320/surg9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437218238407152674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3ThRiN4TTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/k6MX7hxLwMk/s1600-h/surg10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 92px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3ThRiN4TTI/AAAAAAAAAD4/k6MX7hxLwMk/s320/surg10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437218341502078258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3ThYhHHvTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5fyQVS2HSew/s1600-h/surg11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 128px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3ThYhHHvTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5fyQVS2HSew/s320/surg11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437218461464378674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S6D0xgntEnI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UWy7qzV25HY/s1600-h/kim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S6D0xgntEnI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UWy7qzV25HY/s320/kim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449624680525533810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-2706805079194584223?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/2706805079194584223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/02/seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/2706805079194584223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/2706805079194584223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/02/seriously.html' title='Seriously?'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S3TZz4owqJI/AAAAAAAAACo/u_cUhHb3RDk/s72-c/tacofail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-4507816228574423088</id><published>2010-01-23T19:28:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T21:56:46.019-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love Hunting Season!</title><content type='html'>Valentines is on its way and no girl/guy likes to be single on this Holiday of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S1uVq4-TzoI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ZAYXfi0AtPo/s1600-h/puke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S1uVq4-TzoI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ZAYXfi0AtPo/s320/puke.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430098339806039682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the best when it comes to dating but I do know a few do's and don'ts about the subject of first dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do:&lt;/span&gt; Complement your date when you meet up. I'm not saying to point out everything wonderful about them, a simple "you look nice" would work. If they don't look nice you could say "wow you're such a gentleman" or "I'm lucky to be out with you tonight." If none of this is true you might want to rethink your reasons for being there with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S1ukL-hRd5I/AAAAAAAAACg/xIznkpQfe6k/s1600-h/twit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S1ukL-hRd5I/AAAAAAAAACg/xIznkpQfe6k/s320/twit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430114301393336210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't:&lt;/span&gt; Do not be overly available to your date. Giving them your cell number, home phone,address, e-mail, facebook, and twitter might come across as kinda creepy. If you feel something special between you and someone, they just might feel it too, if you give it time they will come around or it might not be meant to be, and remember if it was meant to happen eventually it will! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do:&lt;/span&gt; Go somewhere exciting! you only have one first date, be sure to make it something to remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't:&lt;/span&gt; The movies are not exciting, don't even bother with it. They are dark, expensive and you aren't allowed to talk, how are you supposed to get to know someone if you can't talk to them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do:&lt;/span&gt; Be relaxed! Trying too hard is never a good thing, if you are relaxed it shows your date that you are comfortable with them and yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Don't:&lt;/span&gt; Do not be too nice, a little flattery isn't a bad thing but when you go too far you become either a creeper (people deemed sinister, indecorous, uncouth, or otherwise unpleasant.) Or you could end up in the notorious "friend zone". Once in the friend zone, there are few ways to get out. I'm not saying to be a jerk or unfriendly in anyway, but going ridiculously out of your way for someone on the first date isn't the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and happy huntings people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-4507816228574423088?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/4507816228574423088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-hunting-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/4507816228574423088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/4507816228574423088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-hunting-season.html' title='Love Hunting Season!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/S1uVq4-TzoI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ZAYXfi0AtPo/s72-c/puke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-4412434126097983966</id><published>2009-11-22T19:05:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:21:54.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>I tend to think that I am a very easy going person but there are 3 things that annoy me more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;First up is when people yawn when they are talking. As a fellow human I understand yawns so when I yawn I always stop talking till it is over, no offense to those of you that yawn and talk, there is nothing threatening or mean about it, it just annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SwnUzX8vDcI/AAAAAAAAACI/sCK0jDb49Ak/s1600/yawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SwnUzX8vDcI/AAAAAAAAACI/sCK0jDb49Ak/s320/yawn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407086806702165442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This puppy is very cute when it yawns.-&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing that annoys me is when you text people (Yes I'm a texter) and they reply with 1 word texts. I would understand if you were busy or just plain didn't want to text me, but when I explain how awesome my day has been in detail and I receive "cool" it feels condescending... it's the problem with texting, words mean different things to different people, which is why I constantly use smiley faces to get my point across :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last annoying thing.... the reason for the blog altogether.... is when people get really mad in public places and proceed to take it out on people who are at work in those public places. I was across the street buying a ridiculously large mountain dew slurpie and the gentleman in front of me was returning beer cans.  (YAY for recycling!!!)&lt;br /&gt; But he had brought quite a few cans... and the cashier only accepted 50 of them. The guy went on like this 5 minute rant about how he bought all the beer there and that he should be able to turn it all in there too. The poor clerk just stood there and took it. I have never worked as a gas station clerk but I assume it has to be a pain to take in used cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these things annoy me but I RARELY ever confront people and never hold grudges  if someone is annoying to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the constructive part of the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel the need to yell at a person you have never met before think of a few things first :)&lt;br /&gt;1. Think if the reason you are angry is the person, the situation, or the day you've been having in general. There is really only 1 thing that stranger has control over and karma has its way of turning around if you just stay positive.&lt;br /&gt;2. Think about it from the other persons perspective. The guy who came into the gas station had well over 200 cans, The woman was polite when she explained to him how it was a policy she had no control over and I'm sure she would have gotten in trouble taking in more than 5 dollars worth from one customer.&lt;br /&gt;3. Think if what you're about to say is appropriate for the situation. If the waitress takes longer than expected don't ask if she is stupid... instead ask if they are understaffed that particular night. 9 times out of 10 there is a reason and they will explain. Not only will they know they need to bring your order, but you will probably get the best service of all the other customers. &lt;br /&gt;4. Finally if after considering all of these possibilities you still feel the urge to yell, kill them with kindness!!!!&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing more insulting to someone who is instigating than to keep them from the out come they so long for.&lt;br /&gt;So if you are an angry person, know a angry person or are surrounded by people who make you angry; remember to chill, relax and smile often. It's the holidays use it as an excuse to be nice!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-4412434126097983966?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/4412434126097983966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/11/grrrrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/4412434126097983966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/4412434126097983966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/11/grrrrrr.html' title='GRRRRRR'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SwnUzX8vDcI/AAAAAAAAACI/sCK0jDb49Ak/s72-c/yawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-9040595979498377680</id><published>2009-11-07T15:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:55:51.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break up'/><title type='text'>Love Stinks!</title><content type='html'>So The BOB and I were having a really hilarious talk about relationships. We are opposites right now, he is married and super in love with his wife.... I on the other hand am single. We managed to get onto the topic of break ups and how juvenile they can be no matter how old the other person is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SvXa1ldrfnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/b2ziOu7BBCw/s1600-h/break-up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SvXa1ldrfnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/b2ziOu7BBCw/s320/break-up.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401463942225297010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have explained about our horrible break ups and I kinda trumped him... as far as they go. I once had a guy break up with me, and his reason??? I wear make-up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another guy broke up with me via Myspace song... reason I will never like that certain song. Him and his ex had the same song and background and stuff and I asked him what was up with that, and he explained then how it wasn't working out anymore. But the trump of all of my break ups happened at the beginning of high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was young, stupid, and I had been dating this guy for like a month (that is forever in high school time) and he was at my house. I noticed him acting kinda weird so I asked him what was wrong. He just looked at me with a serious look on his face and said " There is a full moon tonight...." I was super weirded out but curiosity got the better of me, I HAD to ask what that would have to do with anything.He then confessed to me that he was a werewolf and would transform when the sun goes down... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SvXdXLHCgdI/AAAAAAAAACA/BoOWoQDNEFQ/s1600-h/werewolf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SvXdXLHCgdI/AAAAAAAAACA/BoOWoQDNEFQ/s320/werewolf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401466718289822162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wins as my worst break up just because I laughed... and laughed.... and laughed, then told him to leave my house lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad about how I broke up with him.... but then again there wasn't even a full moon that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know one that trumps mine! So leave me a comment with your worst break up story!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-9040595979498377680?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/9040595979498377680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-stinks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/9040595979498377680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/9040595979498377680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-stinks.html' title='Love Stinks!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SvXa1ldrfnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/b2ziOu7BBCw/s72-c/break-up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-4135792469576448053</id><published>2009-10-24T19:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:26:41.319-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a Statement!</title><content type='html'>There has been a kidnapping at the WBTI station... no Annie is still here, but less importantly the batman mask no longer is here in the station!!!! (sound effect= DUN DUN DUN)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SuOXRcqjULI/AAAAAAAAABw/DLRUe0Gt3QI/s1600-h/batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SuOXRcqjULI/AAAAAAAAABw/DLRUe0Gt3QI/s320/batman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396323104528224434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSI has not returned my calls about fingerprinting but I'm sure I'll figure it out sometime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any information about the location of the mask call the station at (810) 966-9696 or toll free at 1 877-966-9696 between the hours of 4 and 8pm on Sundays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-4135792469576448053?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/4135792469576448053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-statement.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/4135792469576448053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/4135792469576448053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/10/making-statement.html' title='Making a Statement!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SuOXRcqjULI/AAAAAAAAABw/DLRUe0Gt3QI/s72-c/batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-4665000223055842360</id><published>2009-10-17T23:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T00:18:19.271-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><title type='text'>The Naughty four letter word.</title><content type='html'>So recently I've decided out of all the four letter words out there the worst by far is the word DIET, I feel like I need to take a shower just by saying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/StqKjAZKlpI/AAAAAAAAABo/sIp33jiYAAQ/s1600-h/diet.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/StqKjAZKlpI/AAAAAAAAABo/sIp33jiYAAQ/s320/diet.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393775837735196306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the winter months are creeping up on me, I've decided to try and loose some weight by dieting and running around and stuff. Turns out saving up the money for the gym membership was the easiest part of the deal. I've been on the diet for 6 days, and for the first three days there had not been one second where I wasn't resisting the urge to eat my weight in pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting tips by people around me and a lot of them work surprisingly well considering how weird they sound. Since the tips have worked so well for me so far I have decided to share them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First and most important tip, EAT: If you starve your body you may loose weight but it is really hard to keep it off, and the weight lost isn't just fat, it is also muscle and water weight. Also if one looses weight too fast it is really hard on your heart, so if you're hungry eat! Just don't wait till your starving to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Read what your eating: The Bob's wife told me this one. I really liked a certain type of candy and I thought it wasn't all that bad because it was fat free... WRONG With the small amount of candy I had eaten, I had consumed over 100 grams of sugar and it wasn't even slightly filling or nutritional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Chew sugar free gum: It causes bloating initially because you swallow a lot of saliva but it stops you from eating because you're bored My biggest downfall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pack lunches for school and work: This stops you from buying impulse snacks and over eating due to hunger, plus it is usually cheaper than buying lunch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat smaller portioned meals more often in the day, this helps keep the metabolism up and keeps the body from starvation mode where dieting gets to be counter productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Try not to eat like 2 hours before you go to bed, metabolism slows down when you're sleeping and with a full tummy it is harder to get the full nights rest needed to start the day out right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a doctor or a trained professional of any kind and when making any health choices you should always check with the Professionals but these tips have helped me this week, and I hope they will continue to help me out during the long winter months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-4665000223055842360?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/4665000223055842360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/10/naughty-four-letter-word.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/4665000223055842360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/4665000223055842360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/10/naughty-four-letter-word.html' title='The Naughty four letter word.'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/StqKjAZKlpI/AAAAAAAAABo/sIp33jiYAAQ/s72-c/diet.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-3007806816569505724</id><published>2009-09-19T17:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:59:42.691-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batman'/><title type='text'>Na na na na na na na na Batman!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsKp0ZlLkjI/AAAAAAAAABg/_6yDqbXacUc/s1600-h/batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsKp0ZlLkjI/AAAAAAAAABg/_6yDqbXacUc/s320/batman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387054821973660210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATMAN, the creature of the night, he lurks stopping criminals in the act. Batman was not gifted with super human powers, he worked hard for his strength, he uses his brain to solve problems and to make gadgets. He protects without financial gain, or public praise, so his is the purest form of heroism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hanging out with my best friend, and we decided to get some coffee since I had coupons for buy one get one free. After probably far too much caffeine we decided to go to Holloween U.S.A and look at the outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have the most ridiculous costume ever, but I was looking just for fun when I came upon it. This item was exactly what I was looking for, it would complete me at least for the night... Batman masks! On sale for only $3.99 plus tax. We had to buy them. We then drove around all of Port Huron wearing the masks the whole time. We only had like 10 people even notice the masks, which frightens me that we could drive down Pine Grove unnoticed. But the few people who looked made it worth the while. One guy rolled down his window to tell us how we made his day. But we also got enough dirty looks to have the feeling we were going to have the authorities called. During the trip we hit up Taco bell and we got the people there to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I dropped off my friend I decided to head up to the station to see Annie and Gerry (her boy toy) I creeped into the station and it was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Batman mask resides in the WBTI station, where it waits in the hopes that Ben Coburn will finally realize his dreams to become the Batman of Port Huron, and protect his city under the cover of the mask... and the night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Random I know, but that's just how I roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-3007806816569505724?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/3007806816569505724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/09/na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-batman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/3007806816569505724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/3007806816569505724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/09/na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-batman.html' title='Na na na na na na na na Batman!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsKp0ZlLkjI/AAAAAAAAABg/_6yDqbXacUc/s72-c/batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-5220120547957128458</id><published>2009-09-17T21:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:18:59.127-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward cullen'/><title type='text'>Vampires! They're on the loose!!!!</title><content type='html'>I was scanning the internet for things to talk about in my night time low down in Annie's absence, and instead of ranting about Halo ODST release date, I stumbled on to something better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 20th, some of you out there have this date circled with hearts on your calendar. No, it's not your wedding date, Most likely, but in fact it is the opening night of New Moon, the next in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; series by Stephanie Meyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know what twilight is, it is a book about a girl who falls in love with a vampire. This sounds like a horror film where the vampire is stealthy and just trying to lure her away so he can drink her blood (Like most vampires would), but he actually loves her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a ignorant hater of twilight, I've read all the books and I've seen the first movie like 4 times, I just don't like it enough to buy things like T-shirts or anything that costs more than 10 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A line has been drawn in the sand with this next movie... The team Edward VS. team Jacob rivalries will be at their worse. In the first few chapters of New Moon Edward leaves Bella "so he couldn't hurt her anymore" so she turns to her best friend Jacob for support.... but wait something is happening to him... something unnatural!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this overly long blog? Along with the movie coming there are also other products too. Like the Twilight board game, a limited edition trading card set with an official binder for $239, a book about the making of the movie (There was one just like it for the first movie) and last but not least.... Edward and Bella Barbie's. And yes the two barbies had a photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SrMB_oftQFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jx7psSD_oz8/s1600-h/edwardcullenbarbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SrMB_oftQFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jx7psSD_oz8/s320/edwardcullenbarbie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382648172351668306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SrMCKCc_isI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P9yJNBJ3eD4/s1600-h/bellabarbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SrMCKCc_isI/AAAAAAAAAAs/P9yJNBJ3eD4/s320/bellabarbie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382648351118297794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is going over the edge just a bit. I understand people like to buy collectibles, but this reminds me a lot of the Pokemon phase when I was younger. The stuff is mega expensive but looses it's value instead of growing in value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of buying Ben Colburn one of the Edward dolls... and shaving it's head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my thoughts, be sure to tune in for my next blog.&lt;br /&gt;Topic? You'll just have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫April♫&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-5220120547957128458?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/5220120547957128458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/09/vampires-theyre-on-loose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/5220120547957128458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/5220120547957128458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/09/vampires-theyre-on-loose.html' title='Vampires! They&apos;re on the loose!!!!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SrMB_oftQFI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jx7psSD_oz8/s72-c/edwardcullenbarbie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5131567344825288318.post-7179262155922349345</id><published>2009-09-15T00:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:27:14.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intern April no more!</title><content type='html'>As almost nobody knows, I was an intern with Radio first for approximately 3 months but it is all over now. Now my new title is actual employee April. As a part of my new title I get to have my own blog and bio featured on the WBTI homepage (Bio is on it's way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is time for my first blog ever. For those of you have never written a blog, I would say the first one is kinda like a blind date; Its majorly awkward, you don't know what to say, it probably wont turn out well and there is a moderate chance of stalking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First a little Information on me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a total nerd and love video games, but at the same time I love the sun so I'm kind of an oxymoron, at least as far as the stereotype goes. I love using smiley faces. At any given time I can be found at the Boardwalk in Port Huron, most of the time (at least during the summer.) I'll be in the water.  If you want to annoy me, you'll have to try really hard because I really can't think of much... other than people who talk while yawning.&lt;br /&gt;I love horror movies and scary video games, and I have an unhealthy relationship with facebook. Many of my friends say my biggest fault is I turn minute long stories into 20 minute long adventures, if you couldn't tell by the length of this Blog.&lt;br /&gt;I love animals, I have 2 dogs (I had to add a photo, the white shiatsu is Bianca and the tan Sheppard mix is Riley) I actually got the tan one from furry Fridays with Sean and Erin. I used to have lizards and snakes but my mom ended that. I'm 19 and am going to SC4 for my degree in Radio Broadcasting! If you have any more questions feel free to leave comments of them, I'll always be more than happy to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SrF7XF2XF1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LYhy1oeplqs/s1600-h/sept09+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SrF7XF2XF1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LYhy1oeplqs/s320/sept09+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382218666321844050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the History&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Central Michigan University for a whole year to be a vet, but it turns out I love animals, not fixing the broken ones. So I decided to look into communication since I love to talk, and getting paid to do that would be boss. I got a hold of Ben Coburn's number and I pestered him for what seemed like 5 months... and actually was 5 months, for an internship. He turned me over to Annie Spears who taught me the way of the Jedi also known as DJ-ing. After like 3 months Ben decided to hire me on, I was camping when I got the text, it was awesome, I fell into the Sunday 4pm to 8 spot and whenever people are sick or on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this wasn't as awkward for you (the reader) as it was for me (the writer), tune in for my next Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~April.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5131567344825288318-7179262155922349345?l=aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/feeds/7179262155922349345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/09/test-blog-1.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/7179262155922349345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5131567344825288318/posts/default/7179262155922349345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprilcookwbti.blogspot.com/2009/09/test-blog-1.html' title='Intern April no more!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10808765951303891130</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SsIPSX-gLgI/AAAAAAAAABA/ASiF-UmETEc/S220/sept09+014.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w8rJhbT4O-o/SrF7XF2XF1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LYhy1oeplqs/s72-c/sept09+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
