<?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-1969787357987481483</id><updated>2011-12-17T14:37:00.652-05:00</updated><category term='Introduction'/><category term='Something New'/><category term='Your Health'/><category term='Fun to know'/><category term='Have You Heard?'/><category term='Sound off'/><category term='Join us online'/><category term='Your Amusement'/><category term='Restaurant Reviews'/><category term='Your Politics'/><category term='Your Money'/><category term='Your Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Women on the Go (WOGO)</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog for women by women.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-4206560318500219471</id><published>2011-04-10T11:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T11:17:28.894-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO JAIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_eNDT5s7Ew/TaHJgUSSiPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/7GzDyJCC-yA/s1600/MDALockUp%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_eNDT5s7Ew/TaHJgUSSiPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/7GzDyJCC-yA/s320/MDALockUp%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593973769209284850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd be happy to be locked up, but I so excited!  This upcoming Wednesday, my parole officer will pick me up at around Noon and take me to jail, and I'll have my camera in hand waiting for him!  Why?  It's all for a good cause.  I'll be behind bars for an hour, raising money for children and adults with muscular dystrophy.  It's the annual MDA Lockup!  If you'd like to help me, you don't have to go to jail, just visit my secure website and donate some money to help me make bail.  Thanks readers!  Pics coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;https://www.joinmda.org/greatertoledolockup2011/bfoster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.joinmda.org/greatertoledolockup2011/bfoster"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-4206560318500219471?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/4206560318500219471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=4206560318500219471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/4206560318500219471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/4206560318500219471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-looking-forward-to-jail.html' title='I&apos;M LOOKING FORWARD TO JAIL'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_eNDT5s7Ew/TaHJgUSSiPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/7GzDyJCC-yA/s72-c/MDALockUp%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-1884307542057854356</id><published>2009-10-31T18:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T18:09:36.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Source of Inspiration &amp; They Don't Even Know It</title><content type='html'>2009 Susan G. Komen Style Show&lt;br /&gt;I met some amazing women recently! They were the models of the 2009 Susan G. Komen Style Show in Northwest Ohio. 18 models, all breast cancer survivors, who inspired me to do more and be more and appreciate everything and each day as it comes. They taught me life has bumps in the road. But they're just that...bumps. Run over... them and move on. Here's a photo essay of the event. In the coming weeks, I'll introduce you to three of the wonderful women I met. You'll hear them tell their stories in their own words and hear how they fought the breast cancer battle and won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aY8HFIk8zEk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aY8HFIk8zEk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-1884307542057854356?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/1884307542057854356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=1884307542057854356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1884307542057854356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1884307542057854356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2009/10/source-of-inspiration-they-dont-even.html' title='A Source of Inspiration &amp; They Don&apos;t Even Know It'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-5035067849641576061</id><published>2009-10-07T22:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:51:12.059-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>If You Don't Get Anything Else Done Today, Do This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Ss1O5WU1aUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_jKesOPahsk/s1600-h/PICT0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Ss1O5WU1aUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_jKesOPahsk/s320/PICT0607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390051076184828226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month.  As I sit and reflect on that, I'm reminded that it's been a year since I started blogging about breast health.  In that time, many women learned they have the disease; many others fought it and didn't make it; others are in the fight of their lives right now; and many are celebrating the victory of being cancer free for days, weeks, months, or years.  This disease does not care who it touches.  It does not wait for you to be strong enough or emotionally ready to face it.  It attacks whoever and whenever.  Your best line of defense is a darn good offense.  So, having said that, let's get really personal here.  If you don't get around to doing anything else today, stop....check yourself for lumps.  It only takes a minute.  Most lumps aren't found with fancy machines or imaging.  They're found with your two best pieces of God-given equipment -- righty and lefty!  Take a second to inspect the girls!  If there is something wrong, the earlier you find it, the better your chances are to kick cancer's a$$!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Ss1TBzjMoqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mUcDdEvDOqo/s1600-h/PICT0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Ss1TBzjMoqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/mUcDdEvDOqo/s400/PICT0598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390055619515163298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-5035067849641576061?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/5035067849641576061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=5035067849641576061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/5035067849641576061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/5035067849641576061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-you-dont-get-anything-else-done.html' title='If You Don&apos;t Get Anything Else Done Today, Do This!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Ss1O5WU1aUI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_jKesOPahsk/s72-c/PICT0607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-4222126033040130750</id><published>2009-06-29T17:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:18:38.415-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>BEATING STRESS IS JUST A SONG AWAY</title><content type='html'>Stress relieving tip of the week for Women and Moms on the Go: Put on some music and sing at the top of your lungs until you feel silly and all of a sudden your laughing.  Just watch the stress melt away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a favorite route to drive, hit the road...roll the windows down, let the wind flow through your hair, and allow everyone to enjoy your singing road show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-4222126033040130750?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/4222126033040130750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=4222126033040130750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/4222126033040130750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/4222126033040130750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2009/06/beating-stress-is-just-song-away.html' title='BEATING STRESS IS JUST A SONG AWAY'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-5258306544672912518</id><published>2009-06-25T14:47:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:05:43.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Amusement'/><title type='text'>If the Shoe Fits, Grab it Before Someone Else Does!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm a Woman on the Go.  I've been places, seen and done things, but I can honestly say this is a first for me, and it was all because of these shoes, a pair of Steve Maddens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SkPIL1G9L8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/fQIzPODaKME/s1600-h/PICT0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SkPIL1G9L8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/fQIzPODaKME/s320/PICT0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351340887806652354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve heard about this type of thing in bigger cities, but I’ve never had this happen to me before, so I just had to blog about it.  File this under the header: “You can’t make this sh** up!”  It all started several weeks ago when I spotted these fierce shoes.  There was just one problem.  People with size 9 1/2 feet often times can’t find fierce shoes in their size.  How do I know?  I’m walking on ‘em.  So after asking the clerk whether they had any more in stock and being denied, I pretty much chalk it up to “they don’t make cute shoes in big foot sizes” and I move on with my life...as I’ve done plenty of times before.  My husband doesn’t give up so easily though.  A little note here, he likes to shop for me more than I like to shop for myself.  So when we finally had time together on the weekend, he stops by one store to look…no luck.  We go by another, and just as we are walking out, resigned to the fact that my size 9½’s don’t exist, there they are, beckoning to me, seducing me to part ways with my hard earned money.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SkPJCoiqhnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IVmAdl3CiJw/s1600-h/PICT0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SkPJCoiqhnI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/IVmAdl3CiJw/s320/PICT0143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351341829326014066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try them on.  They fasten in the back.  I’m having trouble.  Michael assists.  I notice someone staring.  It’s a woman.  I think she thinks it’s cute or weird that my husband is helping me with my shoes.  She stealthily creeps up behind us.  “Where are those shoes!? Mmm!”  We give her the 411 and also tell her these are the only 91/2 and that we’d been looking for them for weeks.  Now, I mean this in the nicest way possible, but somehow I just know she doesn’t have size 6 feet.  I instantly have a feeling I just grabbed the size she needs.  She moves on, still eyeballing us.  We put the shoes back in the box, grab a basket, and get to shopping for other items.  We bump into her again, accidentally?  She asks, “You put those shoes back?”  “No, we’re buying them.”  “Oh, okay, well I have them checking with other stores.”  That probably should have been our cue to pay for the shoes and hightail it on out of there, but no we just had to stick around.  So periodically, we keep seeing this woman pop up.  I told hubby, jokingly at first, that she’s circling us.  But then, I start getting this funny feeling that maybe my joke was all too true.  Finally, she approaches us again, when we’re on the other side of the store and asks if she can see the shoes.  My husband digs ONE shoe out of the box so she can show her friend.  She remarks “Look, they just gave me one like I’m gonna run out of here with the shoes!”  Darn right!  We’re not crazy!  That’s the last I saw of her inside the store, but I just knew she was waiting on the outside for me.  I just kept imagining her jumping from under my car, jacking me for my new shoes--laughing maniacally!  I make it out safely, but I still can’t shake the feeling she’s out there…somewhere lurking, waiting for the right opportunity to pounce.  At least for right now, they're on MY feet!!!  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SkPJ-561amI/AAAAAAAAAHY/__0rHFse2pc/s1600-h/PICT0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SkPJ-561amI/AAAAAAAAAHY/__0rHFse2pc/s320/PICT0146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351342864782944866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-5258306544672912518?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/5258306544672912518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=5258306544672912518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/5258306544672912518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/5258306544672912518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-shoe-fits-grab-it-before-someone.html' title='If the Shoe Fits, Grab it Before Someone Else Does!!!!!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SkPIL1G9L8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/fQIzPODaKME/s72-c/PICT0142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-2766657592318850970</id><published>2009-06-06T10:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:54:48.496-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restaurant Reviews'/><title type='text'>RESTAURANT REVIEW: A Side Dish Saved the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chicago's Home of Chicken and Waffles &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Formerly Rosscoe’s…named changed after a trademark infringement lawsuit with Roscoe’s House of Chicken and Waffles in L.A.  Both names come up in search engines.)&lt;br /&gt;3947 S King Drive&lt;br /&gt;Chicago, IL 60653&lt;br /&gt;(773) 536-3300 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Sip808HCusI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5PQgKElA5dU/s1600-h/PICT0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Sip808HCusI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5PQgKElA5dU/s320/PICT0070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344221156759222978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Side Dish Saved the Day&lt;br /&gt;RATING: D+&lt;br /&gt;If you call yourself a steak joint, you’d better make the finest, juiciest, most flavorful steak I’ve ever tasted.  If your specialty is pizza, I’m expecting hand tossed dough, the freshest ingredients, bubbling cheese, and a sauce that just won’t quit.  So when you call yourself a chicken and waffles joint, you’d better make darn sure the chicken and waffles are amazing!  When you call yourself “Chicago’s Home of Chicken and Waffles”, they better be the best I’ve ever put into my mouth.  That’s the expectation I had when I walked into this restaurant.  What I got was something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Sip9bi1kitI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uLbckq1zc2A/s1600-h/chick+and+waffles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Sip9bi1kitI/AAAAAAAAAGY/uLbckq1zc2A/s200/chick+and+waffles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344221819989953234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say I was very impressed by the restaurant’s appearance.  It was quaint with spots to eat inside and outside.  It was also packed, which gave me a lot of encouragement.  I mean all of these folks couldn’t be wrong about the taste.  There has to be something to this place, right?!  We waited a good ten to 15 minutes to be seated.  It would have been longer, but we were early.  What’s interesting is you are lined up along a wall as you wait for people to finish eating.  You get to kind of stare into their plates and send them the “hurry up--I’m hungry” vibe, not that I would ever do such a thing.  The host seated us.  I was hoping for a booth, so I could avoid the stare down from other hungry patrons.  No such luck.  What goes around comes around, I guess.  On to the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I decide to review a place, I like to get a good sampling of a lot of things.  We ordered: three plates of chicken and waffles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Sip_Ro31QTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8tMQdlcdKs0/s1600-h/PICT0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Sip_Ro31QTI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8tMQdlcdKs0/s320/PICT0066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344223848834613554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fried chicken gizzards (You don’t see these on the regular, so I had to get them.), &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Sip_z9X_ZLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9oadd2Otbxk/s1600-h/PICT0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Sip_z9X_ZLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9oadd2Otbxk/s320/PICT0065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344224438453757106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grits, eggs, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SiqBFGBrr1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/_K-F_mGkQvE/s1600-h/PICT0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SiqBFGBrr1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/_K-F_mGkQvE/s200/PICT0068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344225832345513810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mac &amp; cheese, (I’m still trying to figure out where this came into play, but my cousin and husband had to have it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SiqBe1tFznI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cSr57AbPFS4/s1600-h/PICT0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SiqBe1tFznI/AAAAAAAAAHA/cSr57AbPFS4/s320/PICT0067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344226274640776818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biscuits, and for drinks: soda and coffee.  Okay, that sounds like a lot of food, and it was.  The portion sizes were decent, and the dishes pretty reasonably priced.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me tell you I LOVE fried chicken.  If I could eat it every day, I would.  I was expecting a lot from this fried chicken.  It took a while for us to get through the ordering process and to get our food (about an hour).  It seemed like just one guy was working our side of the room, and he was swamped!  When the feast finally arrived, the chicken was the first thing I attacked.  The first thing I noticed was the meat was not piping hot, right out of the oil.  It was lukewarm, at best, and it was way under-seasoned.  It’s like it sat out under a heating lamp for a long time.  I ate only one of my three wings that came with my waffle.  Speaking of, the waffle was also less than warm.  It was spongy.  I was hoping for crisp on the outside and tender on the inside.  What I got was something so spongy, I needed my knife to cut it.  I tasted the mac &amp; cheese.  It needed more salt and cheese.  I sampled some of the grits.  They were very buttery, but not as creamy as they could have been and definitely bland.  I tried the biscuit, which was ice cold and not as fluffy as I would have liked.  So what saved this trip from being a total bust--a side dish.  The fried chicken gizzards were amazing!  They had a totally different taste than the fried chicken.  They were well seasoned and “burn your tongue” hot--fried to perfection.  They were crispy, yet tender.  I kept popping those things in my mouth like popcorn.  The coffee was nice and smooth too, great flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s sad when a side dish outshines what’s supposed to be a restaurant’s specialty.  That, in my book, is an unforgivable offense.  Chicago’s Home of Chicken and Waffles gets a D+ from me.  If I ever did go back, and that’s a big IF, I’d order the gizzards to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICKEN &amp; WAFFLES HISTORY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eastbayexpress.com/restaurants/breakfast_or_dinner_/Content?oid=287614"&gt;CLICK HERE FOR ARTICLE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-2766657592318850970?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/2766657592318850970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=2766657592318850970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/2766657592318850970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/2766657592318850970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2009/06/restaurant-review-side-dish-saved-day.html' title='RESTAURANT REVIEW: A Side Dish Saved the Day'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Sip808HCusI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5PQgKElA5dU/s72-c/PICT0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-991836033831679786</id><published>2009-05-24T15:15:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:35:49.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restaurant Reviews'/><title type='text'>HOLD THE SALT!  RESTAURANT REVIEW</title><content type='html'>DA BLUE LAGOON			&lt;br /&gt;RATING: HALF STAR OUT OF A POSSIBLE FIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/ShmdlGGOZmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/u3jr5ec8XX0/s1600-h/half+star.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/ShmdlGGOZmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/u3jr5ec8XX0/s200/half+star.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339472093841876578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5168 North College Ave.&lt;br /&gt;Indianapolis, Indiana 46205&lt;br /&gt;(p)317-924-9410 (f)317-924-5276&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dabluelagoon.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in Indianapolis for nearly three years now.  One of the things I truly missed when I left Florida was Jamaican food.  My husband and I frequent the frozen aisle of the local international market.  That’s where they keep the spicy Jamaican beef patties.  Ok, it’s not even close to the real thing, but it helped ever so slightly.  I surfed for a restaurant here to fill the void, but kept coming up short.  We did meet a man who claimed to be the real deal.  The patties were terrible…watery filling, bland.  So we’d pretty much given up until a co-worker of mine gave me a tip that there was a place near the Broad Ripple area that I should try: Da Blue Lagoon.  I scoped it out on their website.  The menu looked pretty good, featuring the mouth-watering Jamaican patties, jerk chicken, and oxtails.  Mmmmm!  Our anticipation really built up when we tried to go there, and it was closed.  They shut down in the middle of the day to prepare for dinner.  When the stars finally aligned and we finally got to step foot in the joint on a Saturday in early May, shortly after 1:30pm, we were pretty excited.  I have to admit we were pretty worried too.  We were the only ones there.  It was shortly after lunch though, so maybe we missed the rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/ShmgQIklrKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0uuR5LDKDx8/s1600-h/inside+lagoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/ShmgQIklrKI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0uuR5LDKDx8/s320/inside+lagoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339475032263732386" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service was friendly and relatively prompt.  It should have been, considering we were the only ones in there.  So we wanted to get a true taste of this place.  We ordered two spicy beef patties, the “large” oxtail stew meal, the “large” jerk chicken dinner, a tropical blue lemonade, and the Caribbean punch.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s start with the drinks.  They came out first.  They’re nearly two dollars a piece and nothing really special about them.  Out of the two, the tropical blue lemonade was the best.  The flavor was just better than the Caribbean punch, which is surprising since it’s supposedly is made with all of this fruit juice: strawberries, mango, and lemon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spicy beef patties came out next.  They “looked” like what we remembered from Florida, but when we tasted them, there was something strangely familiar about them--not in a good way though.  My husband asked the waitress if they were made on site, she said “yes, no, they come made, and we just heat them up.”  That’s where we know these from…the freezer section at the international market in Indianapolis, except when we make them at home, they’re a lot more crispy--not under heated up and soggy.  They also poured some sauce on top of them and gave you a little extra of it for dipping.  This sauce was terrible.  It had a hint of soy sauce or something in it…much too bitter and salty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Shmg3nmtxCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XjepnF90QDM/s1600-h/lagoon+plate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/Shmg3nmtxCI/AAAAAAAAAGI/XjepnF90QDM/s320/lagoon+plate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339475710609048610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I’m on the topic of salt, let’s go to the main course…shall we?  When it arrived, I thought it was a bad joke.  We’d paid a few bucks extra per meal for the “large” portion.  As you can see from the photo, there was only about two to three pieces of meat on either plate, a tablespoon full of curry veggies, and a bit of rice and beans, that was inedible.  My meal, the oxtails, is described on the restaurant website like this: “Bite-size cuts of beef tails, seasoned with authentic Jamaican herbs &amp; spices, braised and stewed in a caramelized onion-tomato based gravy with butter beans to tender perfection.”  Sounds amazing, right?!  It didn’t have the flavor punch I’ve experienced from Jamaican restaurants in Florida, Chicago, and oh yeah…Jamaica!  They were very muted in comparison, and the meat was very fatty…so I had to eat around that, and the butter beans in the meat--I couldn’t understand them.  The flavor was not appealing, and they were a bit chewy.  They took away from the overall dish.  I tasted the rice and beans, and while the oxtails were under-seasoned, these were OVERSEASONED.  There was so much salt, we didn’t eat more than a bite and left the rest on our plates.  I might as well have had a salt lick on my plate.  I think now’s a good time to talk about my background.  I come from generations of saltaholics--folks who add salt to their plate without even tasting it first; folks who used salt and Accent, which has sodium together in one dish; people who add salt to a dish that contains salt pork or other smoked, salted meat to flavor a dish.  It was in EVERYTHING!  So my taste buds are pretty dulled to salt.  So when I say something’s salty, it’s salty.  Now, to the curry cabbage…that was actually the highlight of everything on the plate.  I’d never had it before.  The seasoning was really good, and it was cooked well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve saved the best for last, my husband’s meal, the jerk chicken--a Jamaican staple, some say dates back to the mid 1600’s.  Two theories exist about the name.  Some say it comes from how Jamaicans poke holes or jerk the meat so it absorbs the marinade better.  Others believe it comes from the Spanish word “charqui,” which means jerk or dried meat--eventually becoming “jerky” in English.  Whoever’s right doesn’t matter.  What matters is if you call something Jamaican jerk chicken, it had better live up to the history and importance of this dish!  It doesn’t at Da Blue Lagoon.  I ate jerk chicken every day when I was in Jamaica.  It was spicy, juicy, tender, finger licking, come-back-for-more good.  Da Blue Lagoon’s version was dry, and the seasoning was way off.  I didn’t taste any smoky flavor, like the website boasts.  It was a non-event in my mouth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some times we all have off days, which is why I like to give people and places a second chance.  However, I can say besides the people working there and how nice they were, I can’t find it in myself to give Da Blue Lagoon another try.  In all, Da Blue Lagoon left me blue and still craving Jamaican food in Indy.  I give it a half of a star out of a possible five stars, and that’s just for the friendly service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-991836033831679786?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/991836033831679786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=991836033831679786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/991836033831679786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/991836033831679786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2009/05/hold-salt-restaurant-review.html' title='HOLD THE SALT!  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Hope to see you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/ShAmG42e2zI/AAAAAAAAAFw/B9RVtMJEKzY/s1600-h/logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/ShAmG42e2zI/AAAAAAAAAFw/B9RVtMJEKzY/s400/logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336807458216008498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-4416367033930230858?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/4416367033930230858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=4416367033930230858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/4416367033930230858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/4416367033930230858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-ways-to-join-us-online.html' title='More Ways to Join Us Online'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/ShAmG42e2zI/AAAAAAAAAFw/B9RVtMJEKzY/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-4055614341366384363</id><published>2009-04-24T17:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:32:03.022-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>Race for the Cure--Why My Friend Walks</title><content type='html'>Breast cancer has affected so many people’s lives. Hundreds of thousands of people have been diagnosed, so odds are you know someone who the disease has affected. I do, and I walk the Race for the Cure in celebration of her beating the disease. My co-worker walks in remembrance of not one, not two, not three, but four close family members who fought a brilliant battle with the disease but passed away. Bill is a jovial person, excited about the Race for the Cure. You’ll see that in the video. But when he talks about those he lost, it’s a moment I won’t forget. Please remember to do your self exams and get your mammograms. Once you’re clear, find a way to help the effort to find a cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5a7029a8910d9764" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5a7029a8910d9764%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D03C6B07822A6DECE9037BB2B598DD290C0C48.6D2FE855CCDA71096234C8E7CD7B62DAC861237B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5a7029a8910d9764%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D45BQMSemcVGvk3husqwffq3-RFM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5a7029a8910d9764%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D03C6B07822A6DECE9037BB2B598DD290C0C48.6D2FE855CCDA71096234C8E7CD7B62DAC861237B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5a7029a8910d9764%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D45BQMSemcVGvk3husqwffq3-RFM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-4055614341366384363?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5a7029a8910d9764&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/4055614341366384363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=4055614341366384363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/4055614341366384363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/4055614341366384363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2009/04/race-for-cure-why-my-friend-walks.html' title='Race for the Cure--Why My Friend Walks'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-2485626229445411977</id><published>2009-04-22T12:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T12:54:32.669-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>Race for the Cure 2009: Why I Walk</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, I helped raise money for a cause that’s dear to my heart: the fight against breast cancer. A group of friends and colleagues walked with me in the Race for the Cure. I walk for two reasons. My mother fought the disease and beat it! She’s been cancer free for about a decade now. It truly is something to celebrate! It’s easy to write a couple of lines about what an amazing thing that is. In reality, it took many years of rehabilitation, doctor visits, radiation treatments, mammograms, surgery, heartache, and physical and mental pain to get to this place. She did it all with a grace and poise that’s indescribable--something I greatly admire. Let’s put this feat into perspective. More than 40,000 people who are diagnosed with breast cancer die every year, according to the American Cancer Society. If you need a point of reference, that would basically wipe out everyone who walked in the Race for the Cure last weekend. Take a look at the video. The streets full of people would be empty, desolate, not one person left. That’s a pretty powerful visual representation of how devastating this disease is. I, for one, have vowed to fight! What will you do? Part two of the story: my personal scare with a lump. 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Check out the mention on Fox59.com.  Just go to http://www.fox59.com/pages/newslinks and click on "Race for the Cure tomorrow - follow the tweets".  It's still not too late to join the fight against breast cancer.  You can sign up at packet pickup tomorrow morning.  Go to www.komenindy.org to find out more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-1079967505201984225?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/1079967505201984225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=1079967505201984225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1079967505201984225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1079967505201984225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2009/04/tweet-tweet.html' title='Tweet Tweet'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SekKE6-dpZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/gp3s2P7oot4/s72-c/Race+and+indians+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-1732342866038077946</id><published>2009-04-12T18:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:25:06.785-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>2009 KOMEN INDY RACE FOR THE CURE IS SATURDAY, APRIL 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-80a9d22a5ccf6d00" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D80a9d22a5ccf6d00%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F35A48DAB1EE2FD23629CFD80C7FBE8075AD328.567FCAF335D73FF7D2B861005778D7756E5668BC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80a9d22a5ccf6d00%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkrIhhqXlJJAZalblbX3rpzN5Rfc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D80a9d22a5ccf6d00%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F35A48DAB1EE2FD23629CFD80C7FBE8075AD328.567FCAF335D73FF7D2B861005778D7756E5668BC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D80a9d22a5ccf6d00%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DkrIhhqXlJJAZalblbX3rpzN5Rfc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six days and counting until the 2009 Komen Indy Race for the Cure. It’s not too late to sign up and help raise money to find a cure for breast cancer. I can’t tell you how many amazing people I’ve met over the years that I’ve done this event! The experience is so moving, and what you’re doing to help the survivors and victims of this terrible disease is priceless. Check out this video of one of the races I attended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-1732342866038077946?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/1732342866038077946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=1732342866038077946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1732342866038077946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1732342866038077946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2009/04/2009-komen-indy-race-for-cure-is.html' title='2009 KOMEN INDY RACE FOR THE CURE IS SATURDAY, APRIL 18'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-6278656337708135640</id><published>2008-11-29T16:11:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:45:18.147-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>Breast Cancer: There’s a Cure, and We’ll Find it!</title><content type='html'>I met a woman who is a breast cancer survivor who devoted her life to helping find a cure for the millions women who will be or already have been diagnosed with the disease, including her own daughter. This mother works with the Indiana University Department of Medicine, and she says researchers are making great strides in the fight against breast cancer. Today, I’d like to introduce you to Barbara Fetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7TlzWG_m3dA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7TlzWG_m3dA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-6278656337708135640?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/6278656337708135640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=6278656337708135640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/6278656337708135640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/6278656337708135640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/11/breast-cancer-theres-cure-and-well-find.html' title='Breast Cancer: There’s a Cure, and We’ll Find it!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-4100196110362939850</id><published>2008-11-16T16:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:22:42.824-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>A Breast Cancer Survivor’s Story: Turning Pain into a Positive</title><content type='html'>I’ve met quite a few breast cancer survivors, and I asked them all the same question: what would you say to someone who is going through what you’ve been through, someone who just learned they have cancer? All of the answers were fantastic, but one really stayed with me. Sheila Hebenstreit says there is something positive to learn from having breast cancer. So here it is. Here’s what Sheila learned as only she can explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-94995161bce94c7e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D94995161bce94c7e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84EC3F03300BFA1546F80D441A142156EC8D841C.A4550820BC5CBD4C5C54B956CE07D89C991F526%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D94995161bce94c7e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dyjpo2xi-NqwtJy1nTH-REYREeEM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D94995161bce94c7e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84EC3F03300BFA1546F80D441A142156EC8D841C.A4550820BC5CBD4C5C54B956CE07D89C991F526%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D94995161bce94c7e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dyjpo2xi-NqwtJy1nTH-REYREeEM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-4100196110362939850?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=94995161bce94c7e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/4100196110362939850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=4100196110362939850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/4100196110362939850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/4100196110362939850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/11/breast-cancer-survivors-story-turning.html' title='A Breast Cancer Survivor’s Story: Turning Pain into a Positive'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-3593527611917246029</id><published>2008-11-11T16:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T16:44:12.588-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>A Survivor's Story: Whatever it Takes to Live</title><content type='html'>Breast cancer forces you to make decisions--decisions you never dreamed of ever having to think about. Some of the women I’ve had the honor of meeting knew whatever conclusion they reached, it would change their lives forever. But one survivor said it best: “whatever it takes to save your life, I say do it.” Here’s Nancy Yvonne Milton’s story as only she can tell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-68880afbe3838a3c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68880afbe3838a3c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64A9D7E84D2F0749A018EA50806F891D77B5A4CB.2555E671CDB898354D817E132433EB9B75226A29%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68880afbe3838a3c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D46j2Ej_W63aFmd1GHEZ0O6vQeJY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68880afbe3838a3c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64A9D7E84D2F0749A018EA50806F891D77B5A4CB.2555E671CDB898354D817E132433EB9B75226A29%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68880afbe3838a3c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D46j2Ej_W63aFmd1GHEZ0O6vQeJY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-3593527611917246029?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=68880afbe3838a3c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/3593527611917246029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=3593527611917246029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/3593527611917246029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/3593527611917246029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/11/survivors-story-whatever-it-takes-to.html' title='A Survivor&apos;s Story: Whatever it Takes to Live'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-7741512155085037578</id><published>2008-11-08T12:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:15:03.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>This morning, I got upset over something so very trivial.  Then I logged on to an internet job site that also covers news.  I noticed an obit that shook me to my core.  It was for a television news anchor who lost her battle with breast cancer yesterday.  All of sudden everything that bothered me this week--everything that consumed my thoughts:  all the worries I had about covering the election, feeling sad about my boss taking a new job, wondering what his departure meant for me, pondering if I should throw my hat into the ring for the promotion.  I was totally consumed with my own issues that seemed so monumental.  Then I read the article and watched the video about Heather Pick’s war with breast cancer which included two battles.  I read about her two children and her husband who will now go on without her.  I read about how she helped others and made her battle very public in hopes of inspiring others to fight.  All of my issues felt so small.  I forgot whatever I was angry about and decided instead her family had the right to be angry, upset, sad--whatever they felt like.  Cancer had come like a thief and stole their loved one away from them.  Heather Pick was just 38 years old.  While she made her battle very public, sharing it with her viewing audience, many others who share her battle you will never hear about, but she represents them all.  Here’s Heather’s story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.wbns.com/live/content/station/stories/2008/11/07/heather_pick.html?sid=102&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-7741512155085037578?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/7741512155085037578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=7741512155085037578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/7741512155085037578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/7741512155085037578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/11/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-1301474199554080805</id><published>2008-11-01T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:14:11.457-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Politics'/><title type='text'>Live Election Results for Women on the Go (WOGO)</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://election.cbsnews.com/electionWidgets/mapwidget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Election 2008: We are witnessing the next pages that will be added to history books around the world.  This 2008 Presidential election has gotten people interested in politics who didn’t care before.  It’s gotten people to register to vote who have never cast a ballot before in their lives.  It’s ignited a fire in people’s bellies like I’ve never seen before.  We are now ticking down the final days, hours, and minutes before we know if Senator John McCain or Senator Barack Obama will be the next President of the United States.  Women on the Go and CBS News are bringing you live election returns, updated every 60 seconds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-1301474199554080805?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/1301474199554080805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=1301474199554080805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1301474199554080805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1301474199554080805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/11/live-election-results-for-women-on-go.html' title='Live Election Results for Women on the Go (WOGO)'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-5647883864143978882</id><published>2008-10-25T22:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:55:46.775-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sound off'/><title type='text'>NEWS VS. ENTERTAINMENT</title><content type='html'>The lines between news and entertainment are even more blurry these days.  “D.L Hughley Breaks the News” debuted on CNN Saturday night.  Yes, I did say CNN.  I watched the entire thing, and all I could think of was: “This should really be on Comedy Central.”  Is CNN really the place for comedians to be talking about pimps, b!@#$%s, and thongs?  Should CNN really be using its experts and reporters to appear on a less-than-successful knock-off of Comedy Central’s fake newscast the Daily Show.  Doesn’t that affect the journalist’s credibility and CNN‘S for that matter?  Meantime, news is breaking about anchor and reporter Anne Presley dying of her injuries after being attacked, and all the National news stations are in non-news programming, including CNN.  Oh wait, CNN just broke in with a 15 second update on it!  Great thanks!  I am a journalist, and I would have to say yes, we put some things in the show that are just fun to know--water cooler stories, but this--to me as a journalist--takes us a few steps back.  Agree/disagree?  Let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-5647883864143978882?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/5647883864143978882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=5647883864143978882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/5647883864143978882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/5647883864143978882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/10/news-vs-entertainment.html' title='NEWS VS. ENTERTAINMENT'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-7577686685007686050</id><published>2008-10-24T17:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:37:34.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>A Breast Cancer Survivor's Story</title><content type='html'>It’s not a death sentence. That’s the message many breast cancer survivors want to share with others who just learned they have the disease. It’s been a short time since Patty Rich got the devastating news. She shares with us the drastic measure she took to keep the cancer from coming back, who helped her through her ordeal, and advice for women just starting their fight against the disease. Here’s Patty’s story as only she can tell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eaa785613d215ca1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deaa785613d215ca1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D860E89D2CEF5A1D99703B720201A2786691D85B4.3F637EC75F9F57602FEF06FBB213A48C1C9F8ECD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deaa785613d215ca1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1xiyrLDwiMsMWcyinyKhxRNfG6I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deaa785613d215ca1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D860E89D2CEF5A1D99703B720201A2786691D85B4.3F637EC75F9F57602FEF06FBB213A48C1C9F8ECD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deaa785613d215ca1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1xiyrLDwiMsMWcyinyKhxRNfG6I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-7577686685007686050?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/7577686685007686050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=7577686685007686050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/7577686685007686050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/7577686685007686050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/10/breast-cancer-survivors-story.html' title='A Breast Cancer Survivor&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-832956174569125706</id><published>2008-10-18T17:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:20:00.410-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>A Survivor's Story</title><content type='html'>Every year, tens of thousands of women get news that changes their lives forever. They learn they have breast cancer. Paula Martinez got that news several years ago and has been fighting the disease ever since. I’ve met a lot of survivors over the years, and they all affected me in different ways. Paula’s raw emotion reminded me of the struggles my mother went through battling breast cancer. So here is our second “Survivor’s Story” as only Paula can tell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a292d711456b8c57" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=832956174569125706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/832956174569125706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/832956174569125706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/10/survivors-story.html' title='A Survivor&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-1639361913109745459</id><published>2008-10-11T09:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:19:17.795-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>A Survivor's Story (Breast Cancer Awareness)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b2f4f9cfc4205c2a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db2f4f9cfc4205c2a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250042%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15D58F272EFBD51AA9E338447581D416675C0FCF.51371A8574993423FD829BE253F4F7D94C19E05%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db2f4f9cfc4205c2a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmnEKSqsTEo3bYvl2L8OZlyh3y24&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db2f4f9cfc4205c2a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330250042%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D15D58F272EFBD51AA9E338447581D416675C0FCF.51371A8574993423FD829BE253F4F7D94C19E05%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db2f4f9cfc4205c2a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmnEKSqsTEo3bYvl2L8OZlyh3y24&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had the honor of meeting some phenomenal women.   They were diagnosed with a devastating disease: breast cancer.  They fought it; they won; and now they share their stories to help others who are going through the same thing.  Today, we hear Judy’s story, as only she could tell it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-1639361913109745459?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/1639361913109745459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=1639361913109745459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1639361913109745459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1639361913109745459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/10/survivors-story-breast-cancer-awareness.html' title='A Survivor&apos;s Story (Breast Cancer Awareness)'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-8134016401243589125</id><published>2008-10-07T17:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:03:55.988-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>An Introduction: Breast Cancer Awareness Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://entertainment.webshots.com/photo/2748956790103381761wPbOmG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://inlinethumb26.webshots.com/36633/2748956790103381761S500x500Q85.jpg" alt="DSC01624"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decade is a long time to wait to tell a story, but that‘s what I did.  The only way I can explain myself for depriving you of such an inspiring tale of courage and strength is to say the story is so important to me, I’ve been eager yet gut-wrenchingly terrified to put it in black and white simply because I’m not confident what I will write is strong enough to do it justice.  I’m not sure a page or two in a blog could begin to scratch the surface of the devastating events we lived through and triumphed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than ten yeas ago on Thanksgiving Day, I nearly lost my mother to massive heart problems.  By the grace of God, doctors were able to bring her back to us.  It was a long road to recovery, but my mother got back on her feet, only to be knocked down again by another devastating blow: breast cancer.  It was the one-two sucker punch of life that we never expected.  No one in our family had ever suffered from this illness.  Beyond that, hadn’t this woman gone through enough?  It was time to don the armor again and fight the next battle that had made its way to our doorstep whether we were ready for it or not.  My mother’s battle with cancer opened my eyes to the fight millions of women had gone through before her and millions more will undergo in the years to come.  My sister and I helped her through everything this terrible disease does to the body, mind, and spirit.  We were there to dress her wounds after her surgery.  We went with her to the radiologist.  We went with her to survivor fundraiser fashion shows, events we hoped would give her back the self-esteem the disease stole from her.  Across the country, millions of women have something in common with my mother.  They too have fought breast cancer and won.  I’ve had the honor of meeting some of them.  These are amazing, courageous women.  I will share all of their stories with you over the next few weeks as we raise awareness of this disease.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-8134016401243589125?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/8134016401243589125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=8134016401243589125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/8134016401243589125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/8134016401243589125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/10/introduction-breast-cancer-awareness.html' title='An Introduction: Breast Cancer Awareness Month'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-6775121615842541219</id><published>2008-10-03T01:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T01:05:11.597-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Vice Presidential Debate</title><content type='html'>Alright ladies...sound off.  Who do you think won last night's VP debate?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-6775121615842541219?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/6775121615842541219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=6775121615842541219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/6775121615842541219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/6775121615842541219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/10/vice-presidential-debate.html' title='Vice Presidential Debate'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-7279919015780106033</id><published>2008-10-01T16:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T16:35:21.042-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun to know'/><title type='text'>Update on the post "Not Enjoying the View"???</title><content type='html'>UPDATE TIME   UPDATE TIME   UPDATE TIME   UPDATE TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ladies, we have an update on our post from yesterday about “The View”. Some comments from Sarah Palin touched off yet another heated debate on the show today, and wow, Elisabeth Hasselbeck couldn’t get a word in on this one. This time it was Palin’s remarks about the age of Democratic Vice Presidential candidate Joe Biden. Take a look at this clip, and then read further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GPA2lQek5Cs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GPA2lQek5Cs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The View” discussion was about Palin’s explanation of the comment during an interview with Katie Couric. Joy Behar ripped Palin apart, saying her remarks to Couric were ridiculous, even stupid. (Behar later chose a different way to word the “stupid” part.) Hasselbeck tried to jump in, but Whoopi Goldberg was a little quicker (and louder) on the draw. She sided with Behar. So, I wonder how long they needed in the “chill out” room after this show? I’m still waiting on the video from the show to come down. Soon as I see it, I’ll post a link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-7279919015780106033?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/7279919015780106033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=7279919015780106033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/7279919015780106033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/7279919015780106033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-on-post-not-enjoying-view.html' title='Update on the post &quot;Not Enjoying the View&quot;???'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-1080542956851227781</id><published>2008-09-30T16:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:26:59.033-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Have You Heard?'/><title type='text'>Not Enjoying "The View"????</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it's not our normal super-serious content, but we could use a break.  What do ya say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard about this? Could the face of ABC’s “The View” be changing again? Fox News and the Chicago Sun-Times are reporting the youngest member of The View crew is very upset with two of her co-hosts. Apparently, the conservative Elisabeth Hasselbeck feels the more liberal Whoopi Goldberg and Joy Behar are picking on her during their political discussions. The debates have gotten so heated, show creator Barbara Walters has reportedly created time for Hasselbeck, Goldberg, and Behar to chill out. One fellow blogger suggests Hasselbeck is considering leaving the show, but I haven’t seen anything official on that.  I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-1080542956851227781?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/1080542956851227781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=1080542956851227781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1080542956851227781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/1080542956851227781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-enjoying-view.html' title='Not Enjoying &quot;The View&quot;????'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-5568260898978283096</id><published>2008-09-29T17:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:53:33.605-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Money'/><title type='text'>Bailout Bill Bombshell</title><content type='html'>It’s no secret the American economy is in turmoil. It’s all newscasters are talking about, even though there‘s a major gas shortage in the Southeast. It’s all women and moms in living and dining rooms across the country are talking about. For days, lawmakers have been telling us the worst action is inaction. Yet today, that’s exactly what the House did…nothing. They ignored dire warnings from President Bush and congressional leaders in both parties and struck down the bailout bill many said was not perfect, but it would keep the economy from continuing its downward spiral. The bombshell sent shockwaves throughout Washington, D.C. and sent the Dow plunging nearly 800 points, a history-making number. So if this is the best way that lawmakers can come up with to rescue the economy, why did it fail in the House? Apparently some Republicans didn’t like a critical statement House Speaker Nancy Pelosi made about President Bush near the end of the debate on the bill. House Minority Leader John Boehner, R-Ohio, even went so far as to say the speech “poisoned” Congress. You be the judge. The part of Pelosi’s speech that most people are quoting is this: “for too long, this government, eight years, has followed a right-wing ideology of anything goes, no supervision, no discipline, no regulation." So let me get this straight: many on Capitol Hill agree this bill is the best thing they can do for the economy, but since someone rubbed Republicans the wrong way, they voted against it? I’m sorry, that sounds a lot like a child who decides to take his or her marbles and go home after a spat on the playground. That’s a sentiment shared by frustrated House Financial Services Chairman Barney Frank, D-Mass, who said: “Because somebody hurt their feelings, they decided to hurt the country…Give me those 12 people's names, I will talk uncharacteristically nicely to them." One analyst said it best…we just embarrassed ourselves today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how will this affect women and moms? The answer: just like everyone else. The crippled economy is affecting our ability to get loans for homes, small businesses, cars, even college. Analysts say our jobs are on the line--yours and mine. I read an e-mail from someone today who said a lender was about to foreclose on his father’s home because he hasn’t been able to pay. I read an article that said all these folks who are losing everything and are going to need help from charitable organizations may not be able to get it because the charities themselves will suffer from a lack of donations from corporations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/09/28/financial.philanthropy.ap/index.html?iref=newssearch"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/09/28/financial.philanthropy.ap/index.html?iref=newssearch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s much more to come on this in the days ahead. These are historic times we’re living through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-5568260898978283096?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/5568260898978283096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=5568260898978283096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/5568260898978283096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/5568260898978283096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/09/bailout-bill-bombshell.html' title='Bailout Bill Bombshell'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-8327301781931696145</id><published>2008-09-27T15:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T15:44:24.363-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>National Breast Cancer Awareness Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SN6NC-bbpsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EWm82eRmy0s/s1600-h/Race+and+indians+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250789297817888450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SN6NC-bbpsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EWm82eRmy0s/s320/Race+and+indians+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We’re approaching a very special and important time in the year. October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month. It’s a time we remember those lost, honor those who fought the disease and survived, and raise awareness of early detection; treatment; and the support that out there. This isn’t just something that I write about because it’s coming up. It’s something that’s dear to my heart. My mother is one of the two and a half million breast cancer survivors across the country.* She’s been cancer free now for nearly ten years, but I’ll never forget the day she told me. I’ll never forget cleaning her wounds from surgery. I’ll never forget the part of her body that will never be the same again because of the surgery and radiation. I’ll never forget the wonderful people we met along the way, patients and doctors. So all next month, I will share with you the stories of seven courageous, strong, and inspirational women who touched my life. One of them is my mother. The others are women I met during the Race for the Cure, where the above photo was taken. I would be honored if you would share your stories on this site as well. Here’s to you and to the hundreds of thousands of women who will be diagnosed this year and the tens of thousands who will fight the battle, but won’t make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-8327301781931696145?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/8327301781931696145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=8327301781931696145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/8327301781931696145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/8327301781931696145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/09/national-breast-cancer-awareness-month.html' title='National Breast Cancer Awareness Month'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SN6NC-bbpsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EWm82eRmy0s/s72-c/Race+and+indians+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-2445718228119197282</id><published>2008-09-21T14:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:16:42.436-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month</title><content type='html'>Many states are observing Ovarian Cancer Awareness month right now.  There are events planned to raise funds to fight the disease.  For an event going on in your area, log on to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ovariancancer.org/"&gt;http://www.ovariancancer.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-2445718228119197282?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/2445718228119197282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=2445718228119197282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/2445718228119197282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/2445718228119197282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/09/ovarian-cancer-awareness-month.html' title='Ovarian Cancer Awareness Month'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-865970999556696788</id><published>2008-09-17T16:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T17:00:05.735-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Something New'/><title type='text'>Our Family's Growing!!!</title><content type='html'>Check it out.  We're growing.  Our companion site is about to get up and running for all of you Moms on the Go (MOGO).  &lt;a href="http://momsgo.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://momsgo.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; will be your place to talk with other moms.  Share precious moments in your babies' lives.  Exchange photos.  Talk about the latest health reports and recalls.  Disccuss issues that are important.  Found a great product that helped you through your pregnancy and beyond?  Tell other moms all about it.  Have a tip that makes your life easier, I'm sure other moms can't wait to hear it!  Join the conversation at &lt;a href="http://momsgo.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://momsgo.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-865970999556696788?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/865970999556696788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=865970999556696788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/865970999556696788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/865970999556696788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-familys-growing.html' title='Our Family&apos;s Growing!!!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1969787357987481483.post-2916306372045614635</id><published>2008-09-13T21:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:19:02.273-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>About this blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Women are beautiful, sensational creatures. We are the ultimate multi-taskers. We are wives or girlfriends, sisters, mothers, career women, caregivers, and friends. To put it plainly, our lives are hectic. This blog is a tribute to all women. Here we will share our challenges and triumphs. This is also a place for us to discuss our thoughts and feelings. It’s a place for us to bring up issues and help each other with problems. It’s a place to share time-saving tips and tricks to help us create a little more time for ourselves in our busy schedules. It’s a place where we can let our hair down and be ourselves among people who understand. It’s a place dedicated to Women on the Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1969787357987481483-2916306372045614635?l=wo-go.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/feeds/2916306372045614635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1969787357987481483&amp;postID=2916306372045614635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/2916306372045614635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1969787357987481483/posts/default/2916306372045614635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wo-go.blogspot.com/2008/09/about-this-blog.html' title='About this blog'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00472291632285561904</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7--PYF6pqwQ/SXHGQbZ5LpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5UoimyfNLAw/S220/Bridget+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
