<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812</id><updated>2009-10-16T20:34:56.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Courtney</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-8867977105294244953</id><published>2008-03-25T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:35:52.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever gone out to dinner with someone and they run into someone they haven’t seen in a while and they sit and talk to them the whole time?&lt;br /&gt;This happened to me when I went out to dinner with Dan for our anniversary. I’m wasn’t mad at him as I know he hasn’t seen this person since high school and wanted to catch up on everything but I would have been nice if I was included in the conversation or even introduced, that’s right he didn’t even say anything about me. I had to but in and say “Hi I’m Courtney the girlfriend and this is our anniversary dinner” Dan then got mad at me, he said that I was rude. I didn’t think that I had done anything wrong as the only person that had said anything to me all night was the waitress.  What would you have done in this situation? I tried to talk with them but they were talking about things and people that I didn’t know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-8867977105294244953?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8867977105294244953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=8867977105294244953' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/8867977105294244953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/8867977105294244953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/03/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever?'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-3416380175078037441</id><published>2008-03-25T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:29:24.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years with Dan</title><content type='html'>So on March 22, Dan and I celebrated our two year anniversary. We didn’t do much, as I don’t have a lot of money. We were going to get each other something small. I didn’t know what I wanted so we went to the mall, I looked at purses, but wasn’t in love with any of them (he only get coach and I didn’t want him to waist the money if I wasn’t in love with them) then he wanted to get me jewelry so we looked at that I found 3 rings that I wanted but couldn’t decide. The one was called a pacific fire stone it was beautiful that was the one that I really wanted but it was out of our price range. In the end we decided not to get each other anything and just save our money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-3416380175078037441?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/3416380175078037441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=3416380175078037441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/3416380175078037441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/3416380175078037441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/03/2-years-with-dan.html' title='2 years with Dan'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-4904107956693920077</id><published>2008-03-25T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:18:59.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much as changed</title><content type='html'>So I worked at the center where I had set hours for two weeks before she decided that she wanted someone full time. I'm not really sure why she didn't think of all of that before she hired me but o'well I never quit my sub job so I just went back to that. It's ok and I like it cause I get to pick when I can work. That's nice for a college student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-4904107956693920077?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4904107956693920077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=4904107956693920077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/4904107956693920077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/4904107956693920077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-much-as-changed.html' title='So much as changed'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-7046980926154351303</id><published>2008-03-03T17:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:54:45.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday's Nascar Race</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was the Dodge 400, I was over at Dan's house and he is playing fantasy Nascar with me so we like to watch the races together. As you all know I love Tony Stewart, but in the fantasy game I didn't pick him to win I pick Gordan (I hate him) so when Dan's dad was talking about the race I said it was ok if Tony crashed this race cause I didn't pick him and guess what...... He did. And he hit hard, then I started yelling at Dan's dad and told him that it was all his fault cause he made me made and say that I wanted Tony to crash. I was really upset the rest of the night. So next time when I don't pick Tony I'm never going to say that I want him to crash. I felt so bad.  I hope he is ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-7046980926154351303?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/7046980926154351303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=7046980926154351303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/7046980926154351303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/7046980926154351303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/03/yesterdays-nascar-race.html' title='Yesterday&apos;s Nascar Race'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-1873843852529873739</id><published>2008-03-03T17:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:50:34.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to do So little time</title><content type='html'>So I took the job at the center where I will have a set number of hours a week. Today was my first day, it was ok not what I want but it's money. Now that I'm working all the time I have to figure out how to manage my time better. Between working, going to school, and spending time with Dan, I feel that I never have any time for me or what I want to do (like spend time with friends). I know it doesn't sound hard but it is for me. I work 7:30-2:30 Monday, Wednesday and 9-3 on Fridays, I go to school from 9-9 on tuesday and thursdays, so when am I suppose to do homework? The only time I see Dan is on the weekends usually I spend the whole weekend with him since I don't see him durning the week. It's no big deal we talk on the phone all the time. He live 45 min. away by my school.Yep that's right I drive 45 min. to go to the University of Michigan Dearborn when the "real" UofM is right down the road and I could walk there if I wanted. I know I know what am I thinking but the "real" U of M doesn't have the degree I want. So back to what I was saying, when do I have me time, I don't know what I have but I have something wrong with me where I sleep all the time unless I'm engaged with something. They think it has something to do with my birth control but aren't sure yet. So if I'm just sitting around I usually fall asleep and will sleep for hours with out knowing. That is also a big problem since I will want to take a nap and sleep away my homework time. I need to learn how to manage my time better. Any tips?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-1873843852529873739?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1873843852529873739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=1873843852529873739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/1873843852529873739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/1873843852529873739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-much-to-do-so-little-time.html' title='So much to do So little time'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-4199612018187585689</id><published>2008-02-27T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:29:17.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cat</title><content type='html'>So my cat Mocha is peeing on the floor, she has been for months now and we can't figure out why. It's driving my parents crazy. She has 5 litter boxes to pick from 4 in the basement and one upstairs. but she pees right next to the boxes downstairs. My dad told me that if I don't do something about it then he's going to get rid of her. I don't what that to happen. I'm lost I've talked to my vet and he said it was a behavior problem so I called a cat behaviorist (I know it sounds crazy but I'm willing to try anything) and still nothing has worked. My mom just told me that just now when I was typing this that Moe peed on her bed. I dont' know what do to do anyone have any ideas. I thought about a shock collor but the vet said no. She also has fleas I've been treating them but can't seem to get rid of them I gave her a pill that the vet gave me and frontline and she still has them. Moe is also allergic to the fleas and has bold spots from where she was scraching so much. Help how do I get rid of the fleas and make Moe stop peeing on the floor. I don't what Pinky to be an only kitty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-4199612018187585689?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4199612018187585689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=4199612018187585689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/4199612018187585689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/4199612018187585689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-cat.html' title='My Cat'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-5782333630990066928</id><published>2008-02-27T17:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:22:16.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Confused</title><content type='html'>So I've been working at this really nice and well known center as a sub, it's nice and I really like it but the hours aren't set. I don't like that one week you could work every day and the next week you might only work one day. So I got a call from another center that I applied at and they want me to work a set 20 hours a week as a lead preschool teacher. It also pays $.50 more. The problem is that it's at an unknown center so I'm not sure what to do. I really need the money but it will look better in the long run if I stay at this well known center. I talked to everyone and Dan freaked out and said that I should stay at the center where I know I'm going to be making money but I don't know. I took the job at the less known center and now I'm not sure if I made the right choice. What do other people think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-5782333630990066928?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5782333630990066928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=5782333630990066928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/5782333630990066928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/5782333630990066928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-confused.html' title='So Confused'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-4096917429315158251</id><published>2008-02-14T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T11:08:10.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentines Day!!! I loved waking up next to Dan this moring, it had to be the best feeling in the world. I've been spending all of my free time with him and it's great! I have also so been spending the night at his house every chance I get. I spent Tuesday, Wednesday and I will spend Friday with him since for Valentines day he got me Red wings tickets. I'm so excited. But I have to really start doing homework on time and not waiting till the last min. I have a sub job now so I can and have been getting a call in the morning to go into a center but I have yet to be able to go cause I've had sooooo much homework. I hate it. I need money so bad. I just wish that my sub jobs paid more then $8.50 an hour. I am also excited about the Daytona 500 this weekend. I hope that I can watch it but I have so much homework that I don't think I'm going to be able to.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that going back to school full time was going to be a lot of work but it hasn't been bad until I got a job and I had to learn to do time management.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-4096917429315158251?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/4096917429315158251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=4096917429315158251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/4096917429315158251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/4096917429315158251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-2231494105193525765</id><published>2008-02-12T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T09:27:52.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a NEW truck</title><content type='html'>So last week I had all of that work done on my truck, well I got it back and it was driving funny but I just thought that I needed an aliment so I drove it to school. When I got out of school I had another FLAT TIRE!!! This time it was in the back so I had to call me parents and they had to drive 45min to come and pick me up. They were not happy. Then I had to go to my grandparent’s house and borrow their car again. It sucks really badly. I'm so mad. The whole time Dan just kept saying "I told you to buy a new car I told you." That didn't really help and I HAVE NO MONEY so I'm not really sure how I’m supposed to get a new car. Once I get out of debt then I can start thinking about getting a new car. So I guess I can't take summer classes and will have to work full time just so I can work. I'm bummed. O well that's life I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-2231494105193525765?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/2231494105193525765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=2231494105193525765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/2231494105193525765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/2231494105193525765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-need-new-truck.html' title='I need a NEW truck'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-1387980102381986824</id><published>2008-02-09T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T17:43:19.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nascar</title><content type='html'>I'm so so so excited that nascar is about to start. I was watching pratice yesterday and I loved it when Tony recked Kurt Bush, not so much when Bush recked him back. So anyways I was at Dan's parents house and they kept asking me questions about the cars and who the different drivers were. I think it's cool that they are interested in nascar just because of me. But sometimes I just want to sit back and watch the race or pratice ya know, I don't want to have to answer a bunch of questions. I guess that's how Dan feels when I ask him a bunch of questions about football when we watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-1387980102381986824?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/1387980102381986824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=1387980102381986824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/1387980102381986824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/1387980102381986824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/02/nascar.html' title='Nascar'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-8344970221195030387</id><published>2008-02-09T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T17:26:24.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with the In-laws????????</title><content type='html'>So yesterday Dan and I went out to dinner with his parents. It was fun we went to buffalo wild wings I had never been there before. I really liked it, I'm not much into spice food but it was good. Some how Dan and his parents started talking about us getting married. Now Dan knows I want to marry him but he had told me time and time again that we are not getting married until he is done with school, so I wasn't not even thinking we were going to be having this conversation with his parents for awhile. Guess I was wrong. Well they said that they would love to see us get married but they both want us to want a while until we are both done with school and we have more money they want us to have it easy but they said they would support us no matter what decision we made. After we left Dan and I talked in the car and we decied to wait at least for a little while (like until I have a job) or i'm done with school but we did decied to move in together once I got back on my feet. Dan said that as soon as school is done for him he is going to ask me, well really he wants to get married the day after he is done. We talked about just 6 people on the beach of lake michigan and then haveing a big party when we get back. But we'll see what happens at least he is thinking about it and has the balls to talk to his parents about it. Maybe my parents will be next I'm sure they are going to say the samething&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-8344970221195030387?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/8344970221195030387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=8344970221195030387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/8344970221195030387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/8344970221195030387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/02/dinner-with-in-laws.html' title='Dinner with the In-laws????????'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-5529309151857628447</id><published>2008-02-05T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T13:36:04.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate being a grown up</title><content type='html'>So this morning I got up and was getting ready for school when my dad told me that I had a flat tire. So he helped me change my tire but as I was driving to school the truck was still making funny noises. Dan was pissed that I was driving the truck on a spare tire but I had to get to school you know how it is. So I kept going well now the truck is making awful noises and I'm not sure it's going to make the 45min drive home on the highway. Dan said that he would come and help me if I need it but I kindof want to do this on my own. I really have no money so if it's anything other then the tire I'm fucked but it's been less then a year since I had the whole front end of my truck re-done. The truck is a 1993 ford ranger with 190,000 miles on it so I know it's going to go sooner then I want.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go back to being a kid with nothing to worry about. That was the life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-5529309151857628447?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5529309151857628447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=5529309151857628447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/5529309151857628447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/5529309151857628447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hate-being-grown-up.html' title='I hate being a grown up'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-5851124190677474882</id><published>2008-02-04T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T20:07:07.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick His Butt</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was super bowl and Dan and I had a bet on the game. I picked NYG and he had NE he also gave me 10 points. I told him I was going to win back when NY beat GB but he didn't believe me Well All I have to say is HAHAHAHAHAHA I told you so!!!!! To tell you the truth I picked the NY because of the colors of their jerseys no other real reason. but it seem to work and has always worked whenever I pick like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I spent most of my day looking for a new job. I want to work with children in a child care setting or as a nanny but I can't find anything. My schedual is crazy and no one seems willing to work around it except for my piece of shit job I have now. I took a huge pay cut going back to school full time. I was working at a center as lead toddler teacher making $10.90 an hour but when I went back to school I didn't feel it was fair to the children to have a part time teacher, so I quit I now work at a local store and only make $7.90 an hour it sucks so bad I really need a new job and I spend most of my time looking for one instead of doing homework or anything else for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we'll see what tomorrow brings I hope a new job Dan is getting really upset cause I've been spending more time looking for a job and I have with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-5851124190677474882?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/5851124190677474882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=5851124190677474882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/5851124190677474882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/5851124190677474882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/02/kick-his-butt.html' title='Kick His Butt'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-6788616323199609397</id><published>2008-02-03T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:08:48.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl</title><content type='html'>So I'm not really sure what guys obsession with the super bowl is? Usually they watch football every sunday anyways so whats the big deal just cause it's the last game of the year? I bet with my boyfriend on the game, I took NYG just because I like the color of there jerseys . Ya I know thats a girl way to pick but it seems to work for me. When ever I pick like that I always win.  Well see how I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-6788616323199609397?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/6788616323199609397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=6788616323199609397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/6788616323199609397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/6788616323199609397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/02/super-bowl.html' title='Super Bowl'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4419516746316100812.post-3643114631965359520</id><published>2008-02-02T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T01:55:03.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courtney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CZgLh_i6jWQ/R6TW-YG1iLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TFyXnSqGzZM/s1600-h/100_2533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162487439984789682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CZgLh_i6jWQ/R6TW-YG1iLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TFyXnSqGzZM/s320/100_2533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well first off I should tell you about my self. My name is Courtney. I'm 24 years old.I have two cats Pinky(boy) black and white and Mocha (girl) all black. I'm a student at the University of Michigan-Dearborn studying Child and Family. I have my associates degree in child care. I love working with children and can't wait to have some of my own. I have a boyfriend that I've been with for almost two years now he is the love of my life. I love camping, nascar (go Tony Stewart), shopping, playing women's ice hockey (I've been playing for 11 years), and spending time wit&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CZgLh_i6jWQ/R6TWNoG1iJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LPdhe0YlyJc/s1600-h/100_2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162486602466166930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CZgLh_i6jWQ/R6TWNoG1iJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LPdhe0YlyJc/s320/100_2272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h family and friends.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CZgLh_i6jWQ/R6TWgYG1iKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1oZ_OpR2xCE/s1600-h/100_2275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162486924588714146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CZgLh_i6jWQ/R6TWgYG1iKI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1oZ_OpR2xCE/s320/100_2275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4419516746316100812-3643114631965359520?l=courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/feeds/3643114631965359520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4419516746316100812&amp;postID=3643114631965359520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/3643114631965359520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4419516746316100812/posts/default/3643114631965359520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://courtney-lifewithcourtney.blogspot.com/2008/02/courtney.html' title='Courtney'/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014719076115788516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01599357519564100739'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CZgLh_i6jWQ/R6TW-YG1iLI/AAAAAAAAAAc/TFyXnSqGzZM/s72-c/100_2533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>