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Thursday, August 31, 2006

Stuck in the Mud

A brief window of opportunity for a trip to Cedar Point opened recently, but I closed it. I love road trips, and I've been to Cedar Point and would like to go again. But I realized that one of the main reasons for this particular trip is to ride roller coasters. Problem with that? I don't ride roller coasters. I visited the amusement park's website one day last week, looking for descriptions of coasters I thought I could force myself to try. After 5 minutes I was breathing faster and had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. It was clearly a no-go.

In my entire life, I've been on only 2 rides that could qualify as roller coasters. One is the Beastie. It didn't scare me, not really. But it reinforced my belief that larger coasters are not for me. The other is the Galaxi, at Indiana Beach - I'm not sure where this ranks in terms of roller coaster thrills, but I'd have to guess that it's on the low end. The problem is that it scared me to death. Going down the hill was the most difficult part. I was lifted right out of my seat! I'm certain that if I hadn't been holding on to the bar in front of me I'd have gone flying off into Lake Shafer. Granted, I was rather young (in grade school), but I'll never forget that feeling - it was awful.

I hate that I'm not adventurous enough to love roller coasters. I don't have a list of things I want to do before I die, but if I did, getting on a big coaster would probably not be on it. It'd be better suited for my "things I think I ought to do before I die" list, or better yet, my "things I wish I wanted to do list." If only I could do as Steve Winwood suggests and just "roll with it."

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Overheard at Steak 'n' Shake

Mom to young son as he works on his homework at the table: So you move the decimal point that many places? And it's forty-three thousand?!?

Son: Do you get it now?

Mom: I get it, I just don't understand how you do it. This stuff is just too hard for 4th graders; I don't care what anybody says.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006


Today, during yet another morning trip over the well-worn path to T's school:

Me: Ah, I love dry roads.

T: Yeah, I remember when you hydroplaned twice yesterday, that was funny.

Me: It was dangerous is what it was. And comments like that are why you won't get your driver's license until you move out of my house.

Not that you asked,

but Dictionary.com has a new look. I like it. And as it saves my ass multiple times a day, I thought I'd mention it.

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Attention eBay Shoppers

I need your opinion. As I mentioned last week, I recently made my 1st eBay purchase ever. I bought one item outright, paid for it by credit card through eBay, and received it.

As for the other, I won the auction and "paid" for the item, but the seller sent an e-mail saying she accidentally rejected instead of accepted my credit card payment, and asked me to re-submit. The problem is I'm having trouble re-submitting. It won't let me do it without creating a paypal account, which I can't remember if I did when I paid the 1st time, though I assume I did. So I just used paypal's "forgot your password?" feature, but after 3 attempts they haven't sent me any info. I also tried sending their customer service an e-mail = no response.

I've kept the seller up-to-date on my efforts, and today she offered to let me send her a money order. She gave me an address and what she says is her home telephone number. Online white pages searches don't verify either, but that doesn't necessarily mean anything. Is this some common scam, or just a wacky mix-up? I'd hate to send my $$ out there and not get my product in return.

Happy Birthday, Mama!!!

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Just a Dog

I hear Pluto's not a planet anymore...

Does this mean I have to stop telling that joke about the "ring around your Pluto?"

Smelly Kelly

So, won the eBay auction I mentioned Monday.

Here's the deal: I want a scent, and I don't really have one. I want a particular perfume or body spray that I wear most of the time that smells good and that people who know me will come to associate with me.

Most perfumes/body sprays are simply too strong or too flowery or too "no way in the world would I wear that" for me. Years ago, Bath and Body Works had a scent that I just loved - Calming Waters. It's light, fresh, and I always thought it smelled great. Then, without warning, they discontinued it. (I have one bottle left, less than 1/4 full, and I broke the spray mechanism on it a long time ago. I managed to fix it recently, though, and have been smelling wonderful for days....)

These several years later I finally thought to check online to see if anyone had some for sale, and I found 2 eBay listings. The first allowed me to end the auction by purchasing right away, which I did - I'm still waiting for that to arrive.

The second required bidding, and I won. I paid more that I'd have liked, but since it's discontinued and I enjoy the stuff so much, it's worth it to me. I hope when my packages arrive they contain what was advertised.

For My Next Trick

I read somewhere yesterday that 15 minutes of jump roping is equivalent to running 2 miles or bicycling 3 miles. Is that true?

I'm always wishing I were in shape, but I can never quite motivate myself to stay with a workout regimen. But 15 minutes of jump roping? That's some serious exercise efficiency. I think I can do that (or work up to it)! Guess what my next purchase is going to be.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

My Tummy Hurts

As I got ready this morning, my tummy began to hurt - I mean really hurt. I thought I was just super hungry for some unbeknownst reason, so I ate a granola bar in the car on the way to work. It feels better, but hasn't completely resolved. I hope it does because I'm not sure if I can put in a full day of work if it doesn't. (And I need the hours. I was ahead before I went on vacation and though I haven't checked, I think I'm just barely ahead now).

Yes, I'm a wimp.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Today's Best Spam Subject Line

"twopiece woman. order some"

Tuesday's Challenge

Small talk. I hate it. I'm getting better about the usual pleasantries, though: Good morning; how are you; etc.... (Does anyone else get annoyed when people answer "Well" to the how are you question? Perhaps that's grammatically correct, but it always strikes me as so put on or fake for some reason).

Last night I stumbled across the best answer ever to "how are you": "Borderline amazing." I would LOVE to answer everyone this way today, but I know I won't do it. So I'm challenging you to do it instead.

Come on people, liven up your days a little. And if anyone does take on this challenge, be sure to report back on the reactions you get!

Monday, August 21, 2006

Brave New World

For the first time ever, I created an eBay account and bid on an item that I want - I really want. I'm not telling what it is until the bidding is over, just in case one of you wiseguys decides to check it out and throw a wrench in my plans. Cross your fingers for me!

An Apple a Day, Or Maybe SPF 30

I have an appointment with a dermatologist today because interimttent breakouts on my back and chest over the past few months have been driving me crazy. I made the appointment many weeks back; today was the earliest appointment they had available. I didn't make the connection that I would be so soon-returned from Hawaii with my Hawaiian tan. I'm guessing that the tan plus the 'pink' on my back from a few hours in the sun yesterday won't do much for the doctor's impression of my ability to care for my skin.

In any event, as my secondary reason for the appointment is to have the doctor look at a "beauty mark" on my upper back that concerned my ob/gyn, I'm just happy I remembered to wear a real (full) pair of panties, so I'm not caught hanging out in a thong when he asks to do a full skin assessment, like some people I know have been so caught in the past.

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Overheard at Meijer

Teenage girl to clearly-not-hip mom: No, mom. That's for burning CDs; that's in the past. We're moving to the future.

-What worries me about this is that I never learned how to burn CDs and that's already "in the past." How in the world will I ever catch up?

Saturday, August 19, 2006

Teenage Boys are the Worst

I went back and forth about whether the qualifier was necessary.

Friday, August 18, 2006

Dress for Success

Lately I've been wondering whether I sometimes dress just a little too casual for work. 10-11 hours at work is a long day, though, even at a desk. And with the summer heat, some of my "dressy" clothes are just too hot or confining. So if I don't have any meetings planned and likely won't be seeing any clients, I wear something decent but comfortable.

Today I'm getting my due. I unexpectedly have to hand deliver a motion to the courthouse and bring the motion to the attention of the court staff. Court staff probably doesn't give a hoot what I'm wearing, but as the attorney of record who is sort of asking for a favor from the court, I should really be wearing something other than a tube top and bikini bottoms with flip-flops.*

*Okay, I'm wearing more than that. But I am wearing flip-flops and I seriously need to look into keeping some emergency "going to court" clothes in my office.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Against All Odds

What are the chances I'll be able to figure out how to "install" the new wiper blades I bought today at Auto Zone?

Based on a glance at the little instruction sheet that came with them, slim to none.

Think it'll be a problem if I call in sick to work every time it rains?

You know your vacation is over when...

...you dream about which are the correct days for trash and recyclable pick-up.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Your Attention, Please

A bird just pooped on my shoulder.

Somebody please tell me that's good luck or something.

Quick and Dirty Vacation Recap

Wednesday: Arrived tired and hungry, but happy to be in Hawaii. We had dinner at our hotel - beachside - beautiful view. Dinner was a buffet with all you can eat salads, fresh fruit, veggies, and fresh seafood, including king crab legs.

Thursday: Up early to attend an "orientation," associated with our travel agency, where we signed up for our trip to Pearl Harbor and a luau on the west side of the island. We narrowly escaped the clutches of the "Maui Divers" jewelry sales team and safely returned to the hotel for a couple of hours in the sun. Another delicious dinner at a seafood restaurant.

Friday: Up super early for the bus trip to Pearl Harbor. The experience was fascinating and I highly recommend it. I did have some trouble understanding, though, why people were commanding their children to "smile" in posed pictures at the memorial, including in front of the list of names of the people who lost their lives there.

We squeezed in a little time in the sun after our return and then headed out to the luau. It was, ah, interesting. And though we missed the actual moment that the pig was lifted from the earth where it'd been cooking all day, we caught some breathtaking sunset views.

Saturday: Up early to arrange for a shuttle to the "swap meet." Both souvenirs and items for ourselves were bought at this sprawling flea market located in the parking lot surrounding Aloha Stadium. We spent some more time in the sun upon our return and then, in the evening, had massages on the beach in cabanas. Heavenly. Those were closely followed by fantastic pizza delivered by room service.

Sunday: Up early to rent a car and drive first to Hanauma Bay and then to the North Shore. At Hanauma Bay, we both snorkled for the first time. Learning to snorkel (especially when teaching yourself) has its ups and downs, but I LOVED the experience and plan to buy my own snorkel set in case the opportunity should ever present itself again. There were more fantastic views of the water at the bay.

(We did spend some time watching and praying as a man's lifeless body was dragged from the bay waters and rescue workers attended to him for quite some time. I've no idea what happened, and can only surmise the exertion of swimming caused him to have a heart attack or something. His family appeared to be in shock and the entire situation was a bit disturbing.)

After a couple of hours, we drove around the island to the North Shore. Again, the views of the mountains and the beaches and the ocean were spectacular. It was a drive that was well worth it and our reward was a nice spot - Sunset Beach - where we basked in the sun and the lack of people for several hours.

Monday: Today! I did get up early again, but only to savor our blessed lack of plans. I claimed a oceanfront spot early in the morning, and stayed there all day. It was wonderful. The waves seemed stronger today than other days, and there were plenty of surfers out all day long, who were fun to watch. We also enjoyed a couple of pina coladas while sunbathing. In just a few minutes we'll head back down to the seafood buffet - it's good stuff, we can sit outside, and Mickie is battling allergy problems so we're trying to stick close to our hotel.

Tuesday: All good things come to an end. Though we don't leave Hawaii until early evening, the latest airline requirements mean we must leave our hotel by about 1:30 to be at the airport early enough to get through security, etc. That said, I called down to secure late check-out and plan to snag at least a couple more hours outside, listening to the crashing waves and soaking in the wonderful weather.


Saturday, August 12, 2006

Punch from behind...

The day started at 4:59 am with Kelly laughing as she was already awake and the alarm...not just any alarm, but a blaring, horrid,& fuzzy Hawaiian station...welcoming us to what would be a day of pure touristic torture (okay, many parts were awesome, but many were reminiscent of the Twilight Zone.)

Part One: Pearl Harbor...listening to "Cousin" Roy (we are all cousins here and we hear the term every other word) make jokes that have more cheese than the Scanlan household ever has...prepping us all for the 3.5 mile line winding around in circles outside the Memorial. We finally got to experience what our fine animal friends the cow do...being herded...to the restroom, theater, shuttle boat...{{outside of all of this and of course the bigger picture...the experience was beyond moving and we are grateful to have gone}}. Twilight zone moment: people standing, taking turns even, in front of the wall with the names of the 1177 men who died for this country that day 12.7.41...smiling and posing. What???

Part Two: The city tour with Cousin Roy for what seemed to be an eternity back to Waikiki...it is too much to say more than that.

Part Three: AWESOME...laying by the pool, pina colada in hand, right in front of the oh so incredible blue Pacific...

Part Four: We return to the Sheraton bus depot...amongst throngs of other tourists...all buzzing around trying to figure out what the plan was to depart for the trip's luau. Several humongous buses are lined up, drivers get out, no one really tells you anything, you just hope maybe to hear your name called by someone. Turns out what we thought was the end of the line was actually the front of the line...finally we settle in for the ride to Paradise Cove. With each new Hawaiian rap song that comes on, the volume increases exponentially. Interesting people pass by. Two young girls sit in front of us. The charmer in front of Kel has her seat back. Evidently that was not far enough back as she continued to bounce into Kelly's knee...{{has anyone else out there experienced being with Kelly when her frustration is increasing and you know at some point something is going to break? If no, you are lucky...}}. Well, she bounced back one too many times and the next thing I know Kel pops the seat with her hands...deftly done I might add. The girl turned back with a dirty look as if there was nothing wrong with her beyond obnoxious behavior and whined and moved behind us. Ohhhh...we got to hear them playing all kinds of hand clapping games the entire way thru rush hour Honolulu traffic...this time with "Cousin" Jesse at the helm...the Mai Tais absolutely could not start soon enough.

The rest of the evening...tatoos (Kelly will be trying to take a shower with only one leg tomorrow to save the pretty flower/vine draped around her ankle), watching a gorgeous sunset....

eating food that all I can say was not Mexican (we are both having withdrawal and looks like Cousin Jesse has hooked us up with a place manana), on to much hula dancing (we both want to take it up as a new abs workout), fire dancing guy, rain falling off and on, and I don't think it is possible, well, wait anything is possible, to say "Aloha" in a song anymore than we did tonite.

What was the best was being with my sister all day...lots of fun and many things we will laugh about for years!!!

-Inagural blog post by Mickie, my sweet sister who agreed to accompany me on this fantastic trip!!! Excellent first-ever blog post, by the way, other than that she forgot to tell you about the coconut bras....

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Better Than Fiction

Those who know me will appreciate this latest chapter in my saga with electronic devices. My sister and I, after an early morning Hawaiian "orientation"/jewelry pitch, prepared to head outside to catch some rays. I had intended to bring a beach bag of sorts with me, but vetoed it at the last minute due to my overloaded suitcase and thought that I wouldn't need to take too much out to the beach with me anyway. Mistake #1.

We changed into bathing suits and I threw my book, sunglasses, and sunscreen into my purse. Right before we walked out the door, I grabbed my half-full bottle of water to take outside with me. Mistake #2. When we got outside and to our lounge chairs, I realized that the twist-cap on my water bottle was open, which apparently meant that all the water in my bottle felt it was necessary to rush out into my purse and create a 2-3 inch deep lagoon. Can you feel where this is going?

That's right - my NEW cell phone AND my digital camera took a swim in my purse. Both were immediately inoperable. My camera then spent some time spontaneously turning itself on and off and moving the zoom lens in and out - it's currently working. My phone? The one I just bought about a month ago because I ruined the one I'd had before? Dead. Dead as a doornail.*

*We're having a great time, I just thought some of you would enjoy laughing at my latest misfortune. Cell phones and I apparently weren't meant to be.


...view from our hotel room.

...view from hotel restaurant.

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

A Female Kangaroo is a Flyer

Speaking of flying, in approximately 8 hours I will be on my way to Ha-wa-ii!!!

It's vacation time, kids, and I am thrilled. The last couple days were crazy, and at this very moment I have not even begun to pack. But tomorrow morning, when my plane takes off, I am going to do my level best to take a big deep breath and RELAX. Because, in case I didn't mention it, I'm going to Hawaii!!!

Enjoy your week; I'll enjoy mine. And most importantly: a gigantic thank you to my fantastic parents, who gave me this trip as a present for graduating from law school. It's a wonderful gift, and I absolutely appreciate it. Thanks, guys!

Stuck on Stupid

Robin recently confessed to being a chronic song repeater, and I loved her for it, because I am the WORST offender in this area. I rarely listen to entire CDs - Sade CDs a notable exception - but instead like certain "songs."

My current repeat performer? Big Love - Fleetwood Mac. I've recently discovered that this is a great driving song. No, really. Wait 'til just after dark, hop in your car, and hit the freeway with this song blasting. You won't regret it.

Any other "repeaters" out there?

Tuesday, August 08, 2006


Me: T, I've told you this before, but you really need to stop using your cell phone during the day. That's what the land line is for. You can talk all you want on nights and weekend because they're free.

T: Nights and weekends aren't free, Mom, we only have 5,000 minutes a month.

Monday, August 07, 2006

I forgot to tell you....

I want to be a race car driver.

Arguably, I already am. But I'd like to make it official and have someone pay me to do it, rather than me pay the state.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Gentlemen, Start Your Engines

I went to the Brickyard 400 today. I've lived in Indianapolis for 32 years and this was the first race of any kind I've attended at the Speedway. The verdict? I LOVED it. Here are a few snippets from things I saw and heard on my first real visit to the IMS:

~An approximately 10-year-old girl throwing up into a trash can while her 7-year-old little brother looked on, no parents in sight.
~A grown woman standing in line with her father and her son, waiting to get up the stairs to their seats in the grandstand. The son must have said he couldn't wait to tell one of his cousins or aunts or uncles about his trip to the Brickyard, because his Mom told him no less than 3 times, "They don't need to know we came here with Grandpa. Do you hear me?"
~Little kids fighting with me to play in the misters under the stands. Misters are awesome.
~A grown woman wearing jean shorts and a red-white-and-blue bikini top, lying on the asphalt with a piece of ice melting in the middle of her ample stomach.
~Way too many women in high heeled shoes.
~A race fan dumping the melted ice from his cooler over the back of the stands - onto me.
~Two honest-to-goodness crashes, right before my eyes, near turn 2.

That'll Teach 'Em

I had some "Wal-mart" shopping to do yesterday, and for a variety of reasons I didn't head to the store until a little after 10pm. About half way there, I decided to go to Meijer instead, so I turned around and drove to Meijer.

I spent $200 on "miscellaneous" needed toiletries and groceries. Unbelievable.

Uncharacteristically, I had Nestle Crunch Ice Cream bars on my shopping list. I don't eat much ice cream and I don't eat much chocolate. But those bars are crazy yummy and T and I both love them. Meijer didn't have them.

I made my way to the checkout lanes around 11pm. How many people are at Meijer at 11pm on a Saturday night? Way.Too.Many. I spent a ridiculous amount of time in line, doing my best to contain my frustrations. How did I express my annoyance with the situation? I spent just over $30 on impulse buys from the items surrounding me while waiting in line. I hope they learned their lesson.

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Mini Movie Reviews

Things have been a little crazy, but I've managed to catch a couple of movies recently, one at the theater, one at home, probably because movie watching aids in my superior procrastination efforts. Here, then, are my reviews:

Pirates of the Caribbean II
Good ~ Johnny Depp. Funny.
Bad ~ 2 and a half hours and it's still not over? Oy.

Good ~ Insightful. Intelligent. Strong performances.
Bad ~ Nada. (Unless you anticipate inviting T to watch it with you, in which case prepare yourself for her to be IM'ing GCB throughout the entire movie)

Thursday, August 03, 2006

You've Made Your Bed...

I own a set of beautiful wood twin beds. When I was growing up one or both of them were in my bedroom. When I finally moved out of my parents' house (for good) my Mom gave them to me. And they belonged to her Mother before that, and possibly her Grandmother (Mom?)

I don't know if they qualify as antiques, but the furniture repair guys who came out to the house the other day admired them and said they would buy them from me if I ever wanted to sell them. Don't worry, Mom, I'm not selling them. The problem with the beds is that they don't stay together very well. One has a footboard that has come apart and needs to be glued. Both need at least 5 or 6 slats to hold the box springs and mattress in place - we don't have enough slats and the ones we do have are not quite the right size.

The guys took measurements for the slats so they could cut me some at the store and they took my footboard with them to glue. I got a call yesterday: $80 to glue the footboard and $129 to cut me 12 pieces of wood of a certain length. Ahem. And that's on top of the $49 I gave them for coming out to the house in the first place.

I know they do good work; that's why I chose them. But what my beds require is not rocket science. $260??? Seems a little steep. Maybe I should take up carpentry.

Wednesday, August 02, 2006


No, I'm not talking about my principles. Don't go there. I'm talking about me and T. Those close to me already know how the whole volleyball dilemma turned out, but I thought a few others of you might be interested.

I essentially "gave in" and am not forcing T to play volleyball. It seems like giving in because I felt like she was holding the next 4 months hostage - no matter what, they were going to be miserable. Every practice and game would have been a struggle. And when grades came out, any poor results would have been blamed (by her) on me. For the record, I wasn't buying that load of bunk. If she'd been playing volleyball and ended up with bad grades, it'd have been nothing other than a self-fulfilling prophesy and a refusal to expect more from herself.

But frankly, I decided this was but another time in our fifteen-year relationship when I needed to "pick my battles." I could force her, but don't have the energy. Our compromise includes: T will work out 2 times a week; T will do 'chores' around the house; and most importantly, T will seek out and sign up for a volunteer opportunity of her choosing.

Ultimately, I think it was a good compromise. It's already allowed her to do some things with friends she would otherwise have not been able to do because of 2-a-day practices. And the best part is that when grades come out, she will have no excuses and no one to blame but herself.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

We're All Searching for Something

Today someone performed a Google search for "popcorn foot cramps" - and ended up here. Poor soul.

Some days...

...I seriously wish my wife was waiting at home for me after work, my favorite dish baking in the oven, a chilled bottle of wine ready for sipping.

Like today, which started off with me having to work from home because 2 different repair people came to complete work at my house. And which will not be over until the end of a meeting scheduled to last until 8pm.

Who's feeling me on this?

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