<?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-6941364</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:19:28.972-07:00</updated><category term='Mother'/><category term='Daughter'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Love'/><title type='text'>Broad Range</title><subtitle type='html'>A happy place for the brilliance-in-progress that is Debra McCarthy. Yep... there's a broad range here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-4390950452755484908</id><published>2007-05-13T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T17:33:48.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q2y2AgTGhec/RkeuORuTq1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/xxh6vC73d1s/s1600-h/image0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q2y2AgTGhec/RkeuORuTq1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/xxh6vC73d1s/s400/image0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064207866300443474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-4390950452755484908?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/4390950452755484908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=4390950452755484908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/4390950452755484908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/4390950452755484908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q2y2AgTGhec/RkeuORuTq1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/xxh6vC73d1s/s72-c/image0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-116813014486748812</id><published>2007-01-06T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T17:47:36.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Madison!!!</title><content type='html'>6 years ago today, my sweet dear baby, Madison was born! A gift sent from heaven to complete our family! We love you baby! You have brought such joy into our lives! I hope you have the best birthday ever!!! You beautiful sweet dear girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3538/402/1600/306871/Maddie6Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3538/402/320/45970/Maddie6Birthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-116813014486748812?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/116813014486748812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=116813014486748812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/116813014486748812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/116813014486748812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-madison.html' title='Happy Birthday, Madison!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-116329738731398044</id><published>2006-11-11T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T11:19:15.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;This Month's Video!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so... since I've been MIA for so long, here's another favorite video I'd love to share until I get off my lazy butt and post a real entry!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/71T7GgHr8BM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/71T7GgHr8BM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-116329738731398044?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/116329738731398044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=116329738731398044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Loaf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/54ovD0bzYP8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allownetworking="internal"     src="http://www.youtube.com/v/54ovD0bzYP8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-115969106957299022?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/115969106957299022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=115969106957299022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/115969106957299022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/115969106957299022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/10/way-too-busy-to-blog-so.html' title='Way too Busy to Blog so...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-115550728015068926</id><published>2006-08-13T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T15:14:40.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random video of the day...</title><content type='html'>I give to you, the brilliance that is our friend, the talented Mr. Alan Heitz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KmcVI47GGJU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-115550728015068926?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/115550728015068926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=115550728015068926' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/115550728015068926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/115550728015068926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/08/random-video-of-day.html' title='Random video of the day...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-115458449950620634</id><published>2006-08-02T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:54:59.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To love, honor and respect</title><content type='html'>"I don't believe that there is any true friendship without a bond of honor, and the honor in friendship is the respect you give the other that she also gives you." --&lt;em&gt;Dorothy Allison&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-115458449950620634?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/115458449950620634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=115458449950620634' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/115458449950620634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/115458449950620634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-love-honor-and-respect.html' title='To love, honor and respect'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-115304620113849448</id><published>2006-07-16T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T16:53:26.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my party...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/HDStanton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/HDStanton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's Harry Dean Stanton on Friday night singing at his 80th birthday bash. Yes, I said 80th! I've seen 40 year olds who don't have the energy nor the stamina that this man has! He plays a mean harmonica and has a beautiful voice. I love hearing him sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The after dinner party didn't even begin until 11:30 and HD was going strong until the wee hours of the morning. Since we didn't get home until 6:00 am, I slept most of the day and lost my Saturday but, who cares. I had a blast. It was an honor and a privilege to share it with Harry Dean and friends, all such fun people (including Al Pacino)! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday begins a new week of work, work, work. Which will be a welcomed and much needed counterbalance to last weeks shenanigans. HD's wasn't the only birthday we celebrated this week. We celebrated my dear friend Bonnie's birthday on Tuesday night at Dan Tana's which drew a few friends that we hadn't seen in a year or two. It was great having the old gang all together again! Much fun was had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/36711cakeishere.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/36711cakeishere.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 7-11 Cake!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/36sistongues.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/36sistongues.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Frosting Tongues!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/36ericashsterlingbrendan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/36ericashsterlingbrendan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly's!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/36thatsitgohome.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/36thatsitgohome.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;Mike says,"That's it, Go Home!"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-115304620113849448?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/115304620113849448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=115304620113849448' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/115304620113849448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/115304620113849448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-my-party.html' title='It&apos;s my party...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-115014517813212014</id><published>2006-06-12T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T13:46:18.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Girl on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/passingthruthegate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/passingthruthegate.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the face of our sweet little girl going through the gates of Disneyland for the first time! At least the first time she will remember. We brought her when she was a baby but THIS was HER wonderful, magical, glee-filled first time!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a fantastic first time it was!!! More pictures to come later, after we get them developed. Forgot the digital, so we bought a couple of disposables and snapped a couple with the cellphones. She was in heaven ALL DAY LONG! So was I really. I just love watching her get so excited! That's the best fun of all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a HUGE hotel room and made a weekend of it. We swam, we shopped, we ate breakfast with The Fairy Godmother, Captain Hook, Chip and Dale, Winnie The Pooh and Tigger too!!! Hoohoohoohoo! (ahem, sorry) And we found out that our rough and tumble dare-devil little 5 year old isn't so fearless when it comes to some of the rides offered at the Happiest Place on Earth! The Snow White ride scared the H-E-double hockey sticks out of her! So when we took her on the Alice in Wonderland ride she was prepared and stuck her head in my armpit the entire ride and wouldn't look up! Poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where does one go when trying to convince your dear daughter that not ALL the rides at Disneyland are scary? Yep... It's a Small World. Then next stop Toon Town and a visit with Minnie Mouse and everything was all better. What a time we had! So much fun we are planning the next trip already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end when the day was over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/Thedayisdone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/Thedayisdone.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Princess slept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-115014517813212014?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/115014517813212014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=115014517813212014' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/115014517813212014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/115014517813212014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/06/happiest-girl-on-earth.html' title='The Happiest Girl on Earth'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114956011191968237</id><published>2006-06-05T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T00:43:31.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's The Little Things, Really...</title><content type='html'>How do you survive those little moments of distress over finding dirty socks on the dining room table, your daughter's coloring book in the refrigerator and a phone call from your oldest daughter telling you she just ran out of gas a half a mile from your house and can you come help???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember the good times from the day before when you shared a wonderful Sunday brunch with your family, an early afternoon of being spoiled shopping with your hubby and a late day swim with your kids. Followed by a good old fashioned BBQ to finish it all off!!! *sigh* Yes, I can survive anything after a great day like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, have some GREAT news today! My cast just became more complete after receiving acceptance of offers to &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001292/"&gt;Erin Gray&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0841613/"&gt;Michael Swan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0686344/"&gt;Patricia Place&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0108970/"&gt;Ed Brigadier&lt;/a&gt; in the film I've been casting! Woohoo! I am a happy girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114956011191968237?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114956011191968237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114956011191968237' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114956011191968237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114956011191968237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-little-things-really.html' title='It&apos;s The Little Things, Really...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114472550095023894</id><published>2006-04-10T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T20:23:07.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Years of Bliss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/ring.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not only did we find love, we found friendship. I love you, now, then and for all the tomorrows. You will always be my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Anniversary, honey!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114472550095023894?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114472550095023894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114472550095023894' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114472550095023894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114472550095023894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/04/21-years-of-bliss.html' title='21 Years of Bliss!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114452695608291176</id><published>2006-04-08T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T13:11:15.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things is brewin'!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/Sailors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/Sailors.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! And yowzers! Getting ready to embark on something new. Yay! I'm excited! And happy, and scared and anxious, and giddy, and full of everything that comes along with starting a new phase in your life! I'll make an announcement soon. Just need to work out all of the details first. Dinner meeting tonight. Odds and ends taken care of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/full_steam_ahead_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/full_steam_ahead_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114452695608291176?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114452695608291176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114452695608291176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114452695608291176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114452695608291176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/04/things-is-brewin.html' title='Things is brewin&apos;!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114412365506615222</id><published>2006-04-03T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T21:07:35.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10,000 needed. You can help!</title><content type='html'>Some time ago, an industry insider was busted for selling headshots of child actors without their or their parent's consent on e-bay for her own personal gain. Well, apparently the practice hasn't stopped for many other sick and opportunistic idiots out there, and there are several more of them making a buck or two selling to the many pedophiles and rapists that will pay for them (can you tell that I think this is disgusting and want to throw up?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a very well intentioned woman named Paula Dorn has started a petition to get e-bay to stop allowing this to continue. Won't you join me and the countless (hopefully millions) other concerned citizens and sign her petition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go to &lt;a href="http://www.petitionspot.com/petitions/ebayphotos"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Petition's Website&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and sign!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114412365506615222?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114412365506615222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114412365506615222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114412365506615222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114412365506615222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/04/10000-needed-you-can-help.html' title='10,000 needed. You can help!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114333668195074588</id><published>2006-03-25T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T17:31:21.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Beehive 1963</title><content type='html'>On nights like this&lt;br /&gt;When the world's a bit amiss&lt;br /&gt;And the lights go down&lt;br /&gt;Across the trailer park&lt;br /&gt;I get down, I feel had&lt;br /&gt;Feel on the verge of going mad&lt;br /&gt;And then it's time to punch the clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on some make-up&lt;br /&gt;Turn on the tape deck&lt;br /&gt;And put the wig back on my head&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I'm Miss Midwest Midnight Checkout Queen&lt;br /&gt;Until I head home&lt;br /&gt;And I put myself to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/MissBeehive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/400/MissBeehive.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back on where I'm from&lt;br /&gt;Look at the woman I've become&lt;br /&gt;And the strangest things seem suddenly routine&lt;br /&gt;I look up from my Vermouth on the rocks&lt;br /&gt;The gift wrapped wig's still in the box&lt;br /&gt;Of towering velveteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on some make-up&lt;br /&gt;Some LaVern Baker&lt;br /&gt;And pull the wig down from the shelf&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I'm Miss Beehive 1963&lt;br /&gt;Until I wake up&lt;br /&gt;And I turn back to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Hedwig and the Angry Inch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114333668195074588?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114333668195074588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114333668195074588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114333668195074588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114333668195074588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/03/miss-beehive-1963.html' title='Miss Beehive 1963'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114259211809359005</id><published>2006-03-17T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T02:41:58.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm... okay...</title><content type='html'>Daytime Emmy's are April 28th. Here is the category for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outstanding Achievement In Hairstyling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. Phil&lt;/strong&gt; (Syndication) Annette Jones, Hairstylist; Mimi Vodnoy-Love, Hairstylist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Frontal Fashion&lt;/strong&gt; (We) Christine Fennell, Hairstylist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Oprah Winfrey Show &lt;/strong&gt;(Syndication) Andre Walker, Hairstylist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Price Is Right&lt;/strong&gt; (CBS) Mira Wilder, Hairstylist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Tyra Banks Show&lt;/strong&gt; (Syndication) Kiyah Wright, Hairstylist; Teresa Broadnax, Hairstylist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The View &lt;/strong&gt;(ABC) Deirdre Stadtmauer, Hairstylist; Bryant Renfroe, Hairstylist; Lavette Slater, Hairstylist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me? Now I loves me some Dr. Phil but... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean the five ladies of The View have only 3 hairstylists. Dr. Phil has 2? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a real headscratcher!!! (Pun intended)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114259211809359005?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114259211809359005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114259211809359005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114259211809359005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114259211809359005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/03/ummm-okay.html' title='Ummm... okay...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114207041124221932</id><published>2006-03-11T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:48:25.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, THAT was Interesting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/911.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here at my computer, minding my own business, watching a re-run of the news and I look up and see flashing lights in my dining room window. So I go to my front door look outside and see 4 police cars, an ambulance, an EMT truck and a fire engine outside my house! They took someone away on a stretcher and the cops were talking to my neighbors and a crowd of 20-somethings across the way! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVELY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, I feel I should know about what went down just now. I have kids to worry about. Guess I could check the LAPD site? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments we treasure, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114207041124221932?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114207041124221932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114207041124221932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114207041124221932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114207041124221932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-that-was-interesting.html' title='Well, THAT was Interesting.'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114190216861423634</id><published>2006-03-09T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T03:02:48.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years And It's Still So Hard to Accept</title><content type='html'>My Mother, My Angel. I miss you now more than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much I love you? Did you know how much I loved you? Do you know how much I want to hold you? Want to kiss you? Want to talk with you? My God, how I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps love is like a resting place&lt;br /&gt;A shelter from the storm&lt;br /&gt;It exists to give you comfort&lt;br /&gt;It is there to keep you warm&lt;br /&gt;And in those times of trouble&lt;br /&gt;When you are most alone&lt;br /&gt;The memory of love will bring you home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps love is like a window&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps an open door&lt;br /&gt;It invites you to come closer&lt;br /&gt;It wants to show you more&lt;br /&gt;And even if you lose yourself&lt;br /&gt;And don`t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;The memory of love will see you through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, love to some is like a cloud&lt;br /&gt;To some as strong as steel&lt;br /&gt;For some a way of living&lt;br /&gt;For some a way to feel&lt;br /&gt;And some say love is holding on&lt;br /&gt;And some say letting go&lt;br /&gt;And some say love is everything&lt;br /&gt;And some say they don`t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps love is like the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Full of conflict, full of change&lt;br /&gt;Like a fire when it`s cold outside&lt;br /&gt;Or thunder when it rains&lt;br /&gt;If I should live forever&lt;br /&gt;And all my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;My memories of love will be of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~John Denver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From an entry in my other diary 2 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The saddest day in the history of my life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004-03-19 18:00:28&lt;br /&gt;  My Mother died last week and I am grief stricken beyond all belief. My Mother was my best friend. She was the warmest thing in my pathetic little life. And my heart shivers at the notion that I will never feel the softness of her gentle hand stroking my hair. Or her tender whispers in my ear full of ’I love you’s.’ I spent every single day with her. This is the lowest point of my entire life and I don’t know how I’m going to go on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her more then I could ever imagine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you lives on, Mommy. Until that day that we will be together again, I am forever... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114190216861423634?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114190216861423634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114190216861423634' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114190216861423634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114190216861423634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/03/two-years-and-its-still-so-hard-to.html' title='Two Years And It&apos;s Still So Hard to Accept'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114179995178186560</id><published>2006-03-07T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T22:43:43.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Daddy sent this to me today. Teehee! Cute! He's so silly!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/Friendship%20prayer.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/400/Friendship%20prayer.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Dad! I needed that! I've been feeling so yucky today. I've got a really really bad bout with the flu, AGAIN!!! Bleh! I feel awful. As several of my friends have attested this flu season, NyQuil is my friend! All hail the Q! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, love you, Dad! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114179995178186560?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114179995178186560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114179995178186560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114179995178186560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114179995178186560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/03/silly-dad.html' title='Silly Dad!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114171373396131476</id><published>2006-03-06T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T22:42:13.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmm...</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess that says it all, doesn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114171373396131476?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114171373396131476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114171373396131476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114171373396131476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114171373396131476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/03/hmmmm.html' title='Hmmmm...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114146323164307484</id><published>2006-03-04T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T01:07:12.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/barrelofmonkeys.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/barrelofmonkeys.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114146323164307484?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114146323164307484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114146323164307484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114146323164307484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114146323164307484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/03/life.html' title='LIFE!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114133539322218698</id><published>2006-03-02T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T13:36:33.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Words in Daytime TV</title><content type='html'>Tom Pelphrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I said it first right here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114133539322218698?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114133539322218698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114133539322218698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114133539322218698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114133539322218698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/03/two-words-in-daytime-tv_02.html' title='Two Words in Daytime TV'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-114025373887908225</id><published>2006-02-18T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T01:10:24.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/HairTools.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/HairTools.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm going to get my hair done tomorrow! It's been For-e-ver!!! I'm so excited! I'm going to use part of the giant gift certificate that my darling husband Michael gave me as a gift for my birthday last month. I get 4 different treatments to use whenever I wish. Hair, Nails, Massage, Facial. Ahhhhhh, yes. Bliss. I need this so badly tomorrow. Not just because it's been so long since I had a trip to the salon and my hair looks like crap, but also because I've been working so damn hard and I could use a little relaxation and pampering! Heeeeee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/BlondeInChains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/BlondeInChains.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hey!!! Do you think if I slip them a little extra cash they could make me to look like this? ----&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, I didn't think so either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-114025373887908225?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/114025373887908225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=114025373887908225' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114025373887908225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/114025373887908225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay.html' title='YAY!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113990588476089676</id><published>2006-02-14T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:31:24.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Pun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/Doctor---OK%21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/Doctor---OK%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man rushed into the doctor's office and shouted, "Doctor I think I'm shrinking!!" The doctor calmly responded, "Now, settle down. You'll just have to be a little patient."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113990588476089676?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113990588476089676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113990588476089676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113990588476089676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113990588476089676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/02/just-for-pun.html' title='Just for Pun!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113979759221292630</id><published>2006-02-12T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T18:26:32.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeeeeeeeee!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/imahappygirl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/imahappygirl.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really reeealllly love my job! It can be high pressure sometimes which, I think I kind of thrive on actually, but... DAMN if it isn't SO FUN! I get to work with some of the most talented, creative, funny, artistic, warm and downright fun people on the planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am a happy girl right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113979759221292630?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113979759221292630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113979759221292630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113979759221292630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113979759221292630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/02/wheeeeeeeeee.html' title='Wheeeeeeeeee!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113910321254369784</id><published>2006-02-04T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T17:33:32.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Principles 101: Marketing:</title><content type='html'>1. You're a woman and you see a handsome guy at a party. You go up to him and say, I'm fantastic in bed! That's DIRECT MARKETING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a handsome guy. One of your friends goes up to him and pointing at you says, She's fantastic in bed! That's ADVERTISING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You see a handsome guy at a party. You go up to him and get his telephone number. The next day you call and say, Hi, I'm fantastic in bed! That's TELEMARKETING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You see a handsome guy at a party, you straighten your dress, walk up to him and pour him a drink. You say, May I? and reach up to straighten his tie brushing your breast lightly against his arm, and then say, By the way, I'm fantastic in bed! That's PUBLIC RELATIONS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You're at a party and see a handsome guy. He walks up to you and says, I hear you're fantastic in bed! That's BRAND RECOGNITION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You're at a party and see a handsome guy. You talk him into going home with your friend. That's A SALES REP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your friend can't satisfy him so he calls you. That's TECH SUPPORT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You're on your way to a party when you realize that there could be handsome guys in all these houses you're passing. So you stop, climb onto the roof of your car and shout at the top of your lungs, I'm fantastic in bed! That's SPAM MAIL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113910321254369784?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113910321254369784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113910321254369784' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113910321254369784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113910321254369784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/02/business-principles-101-marketing.html' title='Business Principles 101: Marketing:'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113878668924856268</id><published>2006-02-01T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T01:39:10.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh. My. Gawd!</title><content type='html'>SOOOOOOO unbelievably busy! I've been working on two seperate films this past week and I can not tell you how busy I have been! It's a good busy! Really. Honest. But, I need a break! Eeeegads! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned so much more about the peculiarness and the greatness of actors this week. Some things just boggle my mind! And, some things make me so proud! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me appreciate my actor friends who "get it" so much more! I'll blog about it more in a couple of days. Must get some sleep for a loooong day of pre-reads and callbacks tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, if you are an actor (or you want to be one) read this: &lt;a href="http://more.showfax.com/columns/avoice/archives/2005_01_31.html"&gt;The Actors Voice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaand this: &lt;a href="http://cricketfeet.com/smfa/"&gt;Self Management For Actors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113878668924856268?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113878668924856268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113878668924856268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113878668924856268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113878668924856268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-my-gawd.html' title='Oh. My. Gawd!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113878432896191646</id><published>2006-02-01T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T01:11:33.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this true?</title><content type='html'>Okay all of you broadrange readers... is this true? Am I not novel worthy? Am I not of this world? Am I just a big soap opera character??? I answered all the questions truthfully! Really. Honest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mary Sue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your score was 71 in Unbelievability! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;You are your author's Mary Sue, and if a fiction writer wrote about a character like you, they would be doing something &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're unreal. There's something about you which words cannot describe- well, OK, they can, but not in a way that you seem at all plausible. You are completely unique, special, and, most of all, improbable. The chances of you being the way you are are about the same as the chances of your computer screen exploding right now. It could happen, but it would come as a big surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A novel with you as a character wouldn't even make it past the publishers. It would be rejected immediately because nobody would ever believe you could exist. You and your life are the stuff that daytime talk shows are made of. If you ever want to publish the story of your own life, make sure it's an autobiography, because you're too damn weird for fiction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/816/246/8162467652199730097/mt1120323591.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bgcolor="black" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="135" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td width="15" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;90%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Implausibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=16069914146466955698"&gt;The Are You a Plausible Character? Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=8162467652199730097"&gt;coldrose&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3"&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113878432896191646?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113878432896191646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113878432896191646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113878432896191646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113878432896191646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/02/is-this-true.html' title='Is this true?'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113758288105137578</id><published>2006-01-18T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T03:14:41.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Things...</title><content type='html'>Tagged by dear brother &lt;a href="http://billlippincott.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bill.&lt;/a&gt; Normally, I don't end up doing these things but seeing as just about all my friends who have a blog have done it,( &lt;a href="http://www.spynotebook.org/bonnie/"&gt;Bon&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://hal-perry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hal&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://aletalindsay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aleta&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://xaatm.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suzer&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.upsaid.com/leemer/index.php"&gt;Leemer&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://halfway250.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katy&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aimercat/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; ) I have surrendered to the tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four jobs you've had in your life:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 15 my first job was as a maid at a string of hotels in Laguna Beach. Great job for a 15 year old. Job done by 1pm, beach the rest of the day! Yay! Private Duty Nurse (taking care of old people), Manicurist (doing old peoples nails), Bartender (helping old people get older ;)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four movies you could watch over and over:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098384/"&gt;Steel Magnolias&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;("Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion.", "I would rather have 30 minutes of wonderful, than a lifetime of nothing special.", "That which does not kill us makes us stronger."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0082031/"&gt;Arthur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;("I race cars, I play tennis, I fondle women, but! I have weekends off and I am my own boss!", "I take it this bum will be calling you?" "Dad, he's a millioniare." "You have my permission to marry him.", "In anticipating your condition, I've taken the liberty of bringing you coffee, orange juice and aspirin. Or, do you wish to throw up?")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0096794/"&gt;Always&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;("He's too beautiful. He's too much twisted steel and sex appeal. I can't be with a guy that looks like I won him in a raffle.", "I know now, that the love we hold back is the only pain that follows us here.")&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0183790/"&gt;A Knight's Tale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;("It's a small target Will, but aim for his heart.", [singing] "He's blond, he's pissed, he'll see you in the lists, Lichtenstein!", "You have been weighed, you have been measured, and you have been found wanting. Come back when you're worthy.", [singing] "He's quick, he's funny, he makes me lots of money, Lichtenstein! Lichtenstein!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places you've lived:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides here in California?&lt;br /&gt;Maine&lt;br /&gt;Massachusetts&lt;br /&gt;Kentucky&lt;br /&gt;Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four TV shows you love to watch: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0410975/"&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/a&gt; (Felicity Huffman is a Godess! They're ALL Godessess!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0388595/"&gt;Extreme Makeover-Home Edition&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0364828/"&gt;Las Vegas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0460091/"&gt;My name is Earl&lt;/a&gt; (Don't you judge me Earl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places you've been on vacation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Yosemite&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four websites you visit daily:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildogre.com/phpBB2/index.php"&gt;Dalt's Gang&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com"&gt;IMDb&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/somesuch-whatnot/"&gt;Somesuch-Whatnot&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.spynotebook.org/bonnie/"&gt;BonBlogs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four of your favorite foods:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOBSTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;The Dabney Coleman Steak at Dan Tana's&lt;br /&gt;King Crab&lt;br /&gt;Bacon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four places you'd rather be:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;In my private cabana poolside at the Four Seasons pool in Las Vegas with my smooooothie and a tiny little umbrella garnish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland for the entire day and night with no one but 200 of my closest friends and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glacier Point on the most beautiful crystal clear night with a few friends, my family, a perfect bottle of Cabernet and about a billion stars in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a HUGE party boat in the middle of a lake somewhere with all my friends and family. Blaring loud music and barbequeing something delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four albums you can't live without:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Band-The Last Waltz, Frank Sinatra's Greatest Hits, Ummmm, Bette Midler-The Divine Miss M!, AHHHH! I don't know! Anything classic rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four magazines you read:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when they're sitting there. I don't subscribe. Oprah, People, Us, Better Homes and Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four cars you've owned:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA! 1978 Datsun 710 Station Wagon, Chrysler 5th Avenue, Lincoln Continental, Dodge Ram Conversion Van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four people to do this meme:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh! They've ALL already done it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113758288105137578?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113758288105137578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113758288105137578' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113758288105137578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113758288105137578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/01/4-things.html' title='4 Things...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113661428772555758</id><published>2006-01-06T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:11:27.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On This Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/Maddie%20and%20KittiesLrg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/Maddie%20and%20KittiesLrg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/Thanksgiving%20Day%202004Lrg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/Thanksgiving%20Day%202004Lrg.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/Mommy%20and%20Maddie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/Mommy%20and%20Maddie.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years ago, my sweet baby angel was born! Happy Birthday to my darling Maddie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/LilShopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/LilShopper.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/xmasWeekendMaddieLrg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/xmasWeekendMaddieLrg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/I%27mSoSilly%21Big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/I%27mSoSilly%21Big.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113661428772555758?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113661428772555758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113661428772555758' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113661428772555758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113661428772555758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-this-day.html' title='On This Day...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113644399706735487</id><published>2006-01-04T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:59:35.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/MySweetBoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/MySweetBoy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor guy. He's a USC fan. They lost. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great game though, eh?!!! WOW! Such a nail-biter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/Oooooh%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/Oooooh%21%21%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my son. Such a great kid. He's so kind and very easy going. He's a kick to hang around with. I love that boy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113644399706735487?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113644399706735487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113644399706735487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113644399706735487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113644399706735487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love-my-boy.html' title='I love my boy'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113627614305229300</id><published>2006-01-03T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:17:15.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious and Few Are The Moments...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/AshMaddieSleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/AshMaddieSleep.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the interest of the new year, I think I will try and post more pictures to my blog. Let's start with this precious little nugget. My baby girls. The oldest and the youngest. Everybody now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113627614305229300?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113627614305229300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113627614305229300' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113627614305229300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113627614305229300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/01/precious-and-few-are-moments.html' title='Precious and Few Are The Moments...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113627508849974895</id><published>2006-01-02T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T23:58:08.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Meaning of Debra</title><content type='html'>Came across this quite by accident really. I thought it interesting enough to use as an excuse to post to the ol' blog! Of course the paragraph under Numerology describes me spot on!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also noticed the ranking in popularity for my name has dropped significantly through the years. Perhaps the ol' moniker a victim of those who share it checking out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meaning:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Variant of Deborah: Bee. Deborah was the Biblical prophetess who summoned Barak to battle against an army of invaders. After the battle she wrote a victory song which is part of the Book of Judges. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numerology:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expression Number 3: People with this name tend to be creative and excellent at expressing themselves. They are drawn to the arts, and often enjoy life immensely. They are often the center of attention, and enjoy careers that put them in the limelight. They tend to become involved in many different activities, and are sometimes reckless with both their energies and with money. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Popularity Ranking From 1990 - 2003 * :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Rank for year 1990 is 469&lt;br /&gt;  Rank for year 1991 is 512&lt;br /&gt;  Rank for year 1992 is 645&lt;br /&gt;  Rank for year 1993 is 645&lt;br /&gt;  Rank for year 1994 is 695&lt;br /&gt;  Rank for year 1995 is 797&lt;br /&gt;  Rank for year 1996 is 889&lt;br /&gt;  Rank for year 1997 is 960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Rank 1 is the most popular, rank 2 is the next most popular, and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;   Rankings are from the top 1000 most popular names.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mybirthcare.com/favorites/F/Hebrew/meaning.asp?name=Debra"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113627508849974895?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113627508849974895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113627508849974895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113627508849974895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113627508849974895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/01/meaning-of-debra.html' title='The Meaning of Debra'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113623737122594461</id><published>2006-01-02T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T13:29:31.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of God, people!!!</title><content type='html'>Would you please stop using the phrase, "Happy New Years"!!! It's not a new &lt;em&gt;years&lt;/em&gt; it's a new &lt;em&gt;YEAR&lt;/em&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thatisall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and... Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113623737122594461?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113623737122594461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113623737122594461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113623737122594461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113623737122594461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/01/for-love-of-god-people.html' title='For the love of God, people!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113623770124429188</id><published>2006-01-01T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T13:35:01.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113623770124429188?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113623770124429188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113623770124429188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113623770124429188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113623770124429188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113602217582632096</id><published>2005-12-31T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T01:48:12.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Oh Why do I do this???</title><content type='html'>Christmas Eve morning I wake up sick as a dog with that flu that's going around. So I quickly call my friend and beg for vicoden to get me through the day since we have guests coming over to eat, drink, be merry and celebrate the holiday for the next umpteen hours and my body aches and my throat is killing me. She does. God bless her. And I get through it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually quite fun! Nothing better than being around your closest friends during the holidays. I've been away for 7 months and it was so nice to be with everyone again and spend that time with them in our new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I am now still so so sick! And it's not only New Years Eve tomorrow (well, technically today) but it's also my birthday on the 1st! And here I sit. My night-owl self. Refusing to go to bed and get some rest so that I will get better so I can ENJOY my day!!! In fact, I've stayed up 'til 3 or 4 in the morning every night this week!!! Why do I do that? Ugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113602217582632096?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113602217582632096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113602217582632096' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113602217582632096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113602217582632096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-oh-why-do-i-do-this.html' title='Why Oh Why do I do this???'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113567728953405686</id><published>2005-12-26T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T01:54:49.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Amazing Peace: A Christmas Poem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Dr. Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thunder rumbles in the mountain passes&lt;br /&gt;And lightning rattles the eaves of our houses.&lt;br /&gt;Flood waters await us in our avenues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow falls upon snow, falls upon snow to avalanche&lt;br /&gt;Over unprotected villages.&lt;br /&gt;The sky slips low and grey and threatening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We question ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;What have we done to so affront nature?&lt;br /&gt;We worry God.&lt;br /&gt;Are you there? Are you there really?&lt;br /&gt;Does the covenant you made with us still hold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into this climate of fear and apprehension, Christmas enters,&lt;br /&gt;Streaming lights of joy, ringing bells of hope&lt;br /&gt;And singing carols of forgiveness high up in the bright air.&lt;br /&gt;The world is encouraged to come away from rancor,&lt;br /&gt;Come the way of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the Glad Season.&lt;br /&gt;Thunder ebbs to silence and lightning sleeps quietly in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Flood waters recede into memory.&lt;br /&gt;Snow becomes a yielding cushion to aid us&lt;br /&gt;As we make our way to higher ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is born again in the faces of children&lt;br /&gt;It rides on the shoulders of our aged as they walk into their sunsets.&lt;br /&gt;Hope spreads around the earth. Brightening all things,&lt;br /&gt;Even hate which crouches breeding in dark corridors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our joy, we think we hear a whisper.&lt;br /&gt;At first it is too soft. Then only half heard.&lt;br /&gt;We listen carefully as it gathers strength.&lt;br /&gt;We hear a sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;The word is Peace.&lt;br /&gt;It is loud now. It is louder.&lt;br /&gt;Louder than the explosion of bombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tremble at the sound. We are thrilled by its presence.&lt;br /&gt;It is what we have hungered for.&lt;br /&gt;Not just the absence of war. But, true Peace.&lt;br /&gt;A harmony of spirit, a comfort of courtesies.&lt;br /&gt;Security for our beloveds and their beloveds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We clap hands and welcome the Peace of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;We beckon this good season to wait a while with us.&lt;br /&gt;We, Baptist and Buddhist, Methodist and Muslim, say come.&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;Come and fill us and our world with your majesty.&lt;br /&gt;We, the Jew and the Jainist, the Catholic and the Confucian,&lt;br /&gt;Implore you, to stay a while with us.&lt;br /&gt;So we may learn by your shimmering light&lt;br /&gt;How to look beyond complexion and see community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Christmas time, a halting of hate time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this platform of peace, we can create a language&lt;br /&gt;To translate ourselves to ourselves and to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this Holy Instant, we celebrate the Birth of Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;Into the great religions of the world.&lt;br /&gt;We jubilate the precious advent of trust.&lt;br /&gt;We shout with glorious tongues at the coming of hope.&lt;br /&gt;All the earth's tribes loosen their voices&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the promise of Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, Angels and Mortal's, Believers and Non-Believers,&lt;br /&gt;Look heavenward and speak the word aloud.&lt;br /&gt;Peace. We look at our world and speak the word aloud.&lt;br /&gt;Peace. We look at each other, then into ourselves&lt;br /&gt;And we say without shyness or apology or hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, My Brother.&lt;br /&gt;Peace, My Sister.&lt;br /&gt;Peace, My Soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113567728953405686?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113567728953405686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113567728953405686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113567728953405686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113567728953405686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/12/amazing-peace.html' title='Amazing Peace'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-113558797507224037</id><published>2005-12-26T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T01:06:15.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-113558797507224037?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/113558797507224037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=113558797507224037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113558797507224037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/113558797507224037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-112917492213004076</id><published>2005-10-12T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T20:50:01.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://losangeles.angels.mlb.com/mlb/images/team_logos/50x50/ana.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 3px 3px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px;" src="http://losangeles.angels.mlb.com/mlb/images/team_logos/50x50/ana.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO ANGELS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-112917492213004076?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/112917492213004076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=112917492213004076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112917492213004076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112917492213004076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/10/two-words.html' title='Two Words...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-112865934978692462</id><published>2005-10-06T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T21:29:09.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, yeah I've been busy. OKAY?!!!</title><content type='html'>I know. Just when I say that I'll post more often I go AWOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. What have I been doing? Well, I've been busy and I've been lazy. Busy with everyday life, lazy with posting to the blog. I'm a bad blogger!!! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, due to Hurricane Rita, we had 15 people, 6 cats, 4 dogs and a hampster in this house. It was quite chaotic but interesting! Thankfully, all was well and our guests went home to a home still standing with &lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt; damage! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/DodgeRamVanInt21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/DodgeRamVanInt21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/DodgeRamVanInt3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/DodgeRamVanInt1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We bought a new Conversion Van!!! &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy about that. Not only do we now have a second car, we now have ample room for more than 4 people to travel comfortably in the same vehicle! The pics are of the inside of the van, the outside is black with gray trim and verrrrry pretty rims! Nice, eh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to school! More on that later when everything is a little more in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a girlfriend from high school who lives in Austin that I have kept a relationship with over the years and that has made things easier for me. I love her to death. She is an A++ personality person who is always going, going, going and it's never a dull moment with her! She keeps me motivated! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of good things happening. Life is good! I miss my Ashley soooo so much! She is making me so proud making it on her own out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! LOOK!!! Maddie lost her first tooth! She is growing up sooooo fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/MaddiesToothSmall1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/200/MaddiesToothSmall1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later! &lt;strong&gt;I promise!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-112865934978692462?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/112865934978692462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=112865934978692462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112865934978692462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112865934978692462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/10/yeah-yeah-ive-been-busy-okay.html' title='Yeah, yeah I&apos;ve been busy. OKAY?!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-112529322828371067</id><published>2005-08-28T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:05:21.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scout Found!</title><content type='html'>Scout Taylor-Compton has been found. She is safe and unharmed. Story can be found by doing a search on her name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-112529322828371067?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112529322828371067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112529322828371067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/08/scout-found.html' title='Scout Found!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-112484512786560169</id><published>2005-08-23T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T18:01:22.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING--Scout Taylor-Compton</title><content type='html'>It's been almost a month since my last post. Yes, I've been that busy &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; that lazy and returned to my bad no-post-in-forever habit. But here is something that definitely needed attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dear girl and talented actress, Scout Taylor Compton was last seen at her home in Apple Valley California on the morning of August 12th and has been missing ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone has any information regarding Scout, please call the National Center for Missing Children at 1-800-THE-LOST, or the San Bernardino County Sheriff's Department at 760-245-4211.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you can email Scout's family with information you may have at &lt;a href="mailto:Scout_Taylor_Compton@yahoo.com"&gt;Scout_Taylor_Compton@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ongoing updates can also be found at my dear friend Bonnie Gillespie's website where she has generously kept us up to date on the search for Scout at &lt;a href="http://www.spynotebook.org/bonnie/"&gt;http://www.spynotebook.org/bonnie/&lt;/a&gt; Please keep Scout, her Mother Lylith and her family in your prayers for her safe return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Missing Girl Scout Taylor Compton" src="http://tinypic.com/ay7fx2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-112484512786560169?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/112484512786560169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=112484512786560169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112484512786560169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112484512786560169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/08/missing-scout-taylor-compton.html' title='MISSING--Scout Taylor-Compton'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-112284445205238112</id><published>2005-07-31T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T14:14:12.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Case You Missed It!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v451/etherealbeaches/fishbowlashley.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v451/etherealbeaches/fishbowlashley.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley did such a fantastic job in her radio interview that they asked her to stick around and do the next hour long program called "That's Hot". Isn't that awesome?  It was her very first live radio interview and she did so well! I'm so proud of her! Ashley's appearance on both radio shows can still be heard over at the Fishbowl.com where they have them up in the archives! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to her doing the first hour on "Reality Now" with Erika and Elizabeth by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.thefishbowl.com/fishbowl/modules.php?op=modload&amp;name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;sid=872"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the second hour on "That's Hot" with Rob and Scott by clicking &lt;a href="http://www.thefishbowl.com/fishbowl/modules.php?op=modload&amp;name=News&amp;file=article&amp;sid=873"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-112284445205238112?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/112284445205238112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=112284445205238112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112284445205238112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112284445205238112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-case-you-missed-it.html' title='In Case You Missed It!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-112253467574411323</id><published>2005-07-28T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T01:54:16.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chat LIVE with Ashley!!!</title><content type='html'>My lovely and talented daughter, Ashley will be a guest on The Fishbowl.com, Thursday July 28th at Noon Pacific time, 3pm eastern! Log on and tune in to chat live or just listen as she chats with the hosts about living in the 70's with 11 other housemates on MTV's "The 70's House!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/AshleyLive!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/AshleyLive%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very exciting! I can't wait to listen! I'm so proud of her! You go, Ashley!!! I love you, baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-112253467574411323?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/112253467574411323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=112253467574411323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112253467574411323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112253467574411323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/07/chat-live-with-ashley.html' title='Chat LIVE with Ashley!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-112222956418915869</id><published>2005-07-24T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T11:26:04.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lot of catching up to do!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm back from California! It was an awesome trip and I will tell you all about it in another post! Just checking in quickly. Kids want to swim and I seem to have no time to sit down and actually type out a post these days! Now that my computer is fixed! Oy vey! Keep your virus protection updated people, take it from me! Tsk,tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-112222956418915869?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/112222956418915869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=112222956418915869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112222956418915869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112222956418915869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/07/lot-of-catching-up-to-do.html' title='A lot of catching up to do!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-112060593811048620</id><published>2005-07-05T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T16:25:38.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight on MTV!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myspace-647.vo.llnwd.net/00136/74/60/136210647_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://myspace-647.vo.llnwd.net/00136/74/60/136210647_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The premiere of "The 70's House" starring my daughter, Ashley!!! Tune in at 10:30/9:30 central and cheer her on to the end of the 10-week episode series where she can win fabulous prizes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I'm so proud of her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-112060593811048620?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/112060593811048620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=112060593811048620' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112060593811048620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112060593811048620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/07/tonight-on-mtv.html' title='Tonight on MTV!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-112036042148929412</id><published>2005-07-02T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T20:13:41.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Independance Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/1600/memaddiesparklers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3538/402/320/memaddiesparklers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, we're gearing up to go to the lake house tomorrow to celebrate the 4th. BBQ'd beef brisket, blueberry pie, boating, swimming, jet-skiing, etc... Fun in the sun! My brother-in-law picked up the fireworks we had ordered today. Between us and the next-door-neighbor at the lakehouse we have over $2000.00 in fireworks to set off!!! Yeee-owsers!!! Apparently, we have one that has 750 charges! Should be interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we will be missing is our dear sweet Ashley. Seen above with sparklers and her little sister, Maddie at last years celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be headed to L.A. on Wednesday so I will see her then! We are going to Yosemite to spend a few days with my dad, brother, sister-in-law, nephew, uncles and aunts. We have a couple of camp sites and we will be spreading my mothers ashes there, which was her wish. It will be a very bittersweet trip. I'm looking forward to seeing everyone and spending some nice quiet time with them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone a safe and happy 4th of July holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-112036042148929412?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/112036042148929412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=112036042148929412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112036042148929412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112036042148929412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-independance-day.html' title='Happy Independance Day!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-112019242243495756</id><published>2005-06-30T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T21:33:42.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Still My Heart...</title><content type='html'>My 14 year old son walks into the room as I was watching TV and says, "Hey Mom, wanna go outside and listen to the wind and talk with me for a little while?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fast do you think my feet moved?!!! So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. It was a nice breeze indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-112019242243495756?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/112019242243495756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=112019242243495756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112019242243495756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/112019242243495756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/06/be-still-my-heart.html' title='Be Still My Heart...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-111923347536029457</id><published>2005-06-19T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T19:11:15.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15 two 15 four  pair for eight...</title><content type='html'>*sigh* I miss my daddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-111923347536029457?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/111923347536029457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=111923347536029457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111923347536029457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111923347536029457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/06/15-two-15-four-pair-for-eight.html' title='15 two 15 four  pair for eight...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-111777302229318156</id><published>2005-06-02T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T21:30:22.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, its official!</title><content type='html'>Maddie has seen her first lightning bug and she is pleased as punch! Nothing sweeter than seeing a my beautiful little 4-year-old jump up and down and squeal with delight every time she spotted one in the trees as we sat on the patio tonight. So cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-111777302229318156?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/111777302229318156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=111777302229318156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111777302229318156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111777302229318156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-its-official.html' title='Well, its official!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-111759563244094037</id><published>2005-05-31T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T20:13:52.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww, go jump in the lake!</title><content type='html'>What a blast this weekend was! We went to the family lake home in Kingsland, Texas on Lake LBJ. The property is right on the water with our own private boat dock. It was our (Me, Mike and the 2 younger kids) first weekend at the lakehouse. We had so much fun that when we got home we were all saying that we need a vacation from our vacation! Sean experienced a lot of firsts! First time on a speedboat, jetskiing, waterskiing, and first time being pulled on a 3-man raft behind the boat going 40 mph!!! I swear the smile never left his face the whole weekend! We are all sore and sunburned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day was gorgeous! It was supposed to rain but, we avoided it all day. However, when the night came, the light show began! We had a nice little electrical storm come through and we sat out on the back deck facing the lake and watched. It was beautiful. With every bolt of lightning you could see the silhouette of the hills and trees, and, combined with the sound of the rain falling softly on the grass, it was absolutely breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning it was a little overcast but it didn't stop us. We packed a couple coolers with drinks and lunch, boarded the boat and headed on out to Horseshoe Bay and the sand barge. The sand barge was very cool. It's this little spot right in the middle of an area of the lake that you can stand with the water coming up to just above your knees! Everyone anchors their boat and gets out to wade around, throw the frisbee, drink beer, crank the music! So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother-in-law got a little seasick because the water was pretty choppy that day so we ended up taking her back to the house and decided we would just go waterskiing for awhile. Well, when we got to the house about 15 minutes later to drop her off, the thunder started. We looked up and saw big black clouds looming overhead. My sister-in-law starts saying, "Oh, it doesn't look that bad! Let's go back! It's still sunny above the sand barge! "We all started laughing and said, "Jess, we still have to come back this way &lt;em&gt;sometime&lt;/em&gt;!" Those clouds don't look good!" Just then a huge bolt of lightning hits right in front of us and my brother-in-law without skipping a beat says, "That's it! Everybody out of the boat!" We barely get everyone out of the boat and the rain is pouring down on us! Thunder, lightning, boats speeding across the lake trying to get back to their respective homes! Yikes! 30 minutes later, the sun is shining and other than the wet grass and dock, it's like it never happened! They say out here in Texas, if you don't like the weather, wait 20 minutes. No kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maddie had so much fun too! She was her cousin Katie's shadow! She rode on the raft behind the boat too! Only we went A LOT slower for her! When we were on the boat she sat at the front and held on to the bar with her little life vest on with the wind blowing through her hair! It was so cute! She is the most fearless 4 year old I know! :) She conked out last night verrry early! Too. much. fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after 3 days and 2 nights of frozen margaritas, pina coladas, beer, wine, enough food to feed an army, card games and all the fun in the sun and on the water that anyone could have, we are back home. Already planning for the fourth of July. The fireworks show there is supposed to be almost as good as the light show we got from both nights of electrical storms! We shall see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-111759563244094037?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/111759563244094037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=111759563244094037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111759563244094037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111759563244094037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/05/awww-go-jump-in-lake.html' title='Awww, go jump in the lake!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-111679073702760371</id><published>2005-05-22T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T12:38:57.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May 20, 2005 Captain's Log...</title><content type='html'>had to borrow Mike's glasses to see the street names on the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy 'bout that I could just spit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-111679073702760371?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/111679073702760371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=111679073702760371' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111679073702760371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111679073702760371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/05/may-20-2005-captains-log.html' title='May 20, 2005 Captain&apos;s Log...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-111325776978653885</id><published>2005-04-11T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T15:20:55.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick as a dog!</title><content type='html'>I've been sick for days. Just awful sick. Sore throat, earache, body aches, terrible cough. I feel like someone is sitting on my chest. I mean like, I wan't my mommy sick. Wish she was here. And, yesterday was my anniversary. We didn't get to celebrate. Didn't even have champagne! Just too sick.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, done whining. *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-111325776978653885?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/111325776978653885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=111325776978653885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111325776978653885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111325776978653885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/04/sick-as-dog.html' title='Sick as a dog!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-111269002723031397</id><published>2005-04-05T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T14:22:09.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom Boom Beautiful</title><content type='html'>Oh my, &lt;a href="http://roomwithaboom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becca&lt;/a&gt; CRACKS. ME. UP!!! Visit her blog. &lt;a href="http://roomwithaboom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-111269002723031397?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/111269002723031397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=111269002723031397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111269002723031397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111269002723031397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/04/boom-boom-beautiful.html' title='Boom Boom Beautiful'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-111256111773263916</id><published>2005-04-03T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T13:45:17.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I. Am. Beat.</title><content type='html'>We just wrapped the first week of shooting and I am ex-haus-ted!!! I have learned an incredible amount about filmmaking this week. Linda and Todd have been awesome and I appreciate all they have done to teach me the ropes!!! Not to mention giving me my second Associate Producer credit! The crew on this shoot is awesome! From the DP to the Script Supervisor (who's brother is a doctor so she brought me a specialty soap to help clear up eczema for my baby Maddie!) , the Make-up artist (who was involved in a terrible accident a few days before shooting in which her car rolled and she cracked her pelvis! She insisted on reporting for work the first day of shooting- she has been amazing!) , the Costume Designer (who has shown me some pretty clever and fun little tips!) Every one of them are extremely professional, pleasant and just a riot to work with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got two more films slated to shoot this year right after this one! I'm very excited! Both are going to have much bigger budgets and one of them has an ensemble cast that will be so fun to cast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after all these 12+ hour days and not getting home until 4:30 or 5:00 in the morning (night shoots this week) , I now have a TON of emails and such to catch up on and I'm going to lay around the house all day and do NOTHING!!! I'm beat! But, it's a good tired. I'm happy! Gawd, I love this business!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-111256111773263916?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/111256111773263916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=111256111773263916' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111256111773263916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111256111773263916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-beat.html' title='I. Am. Beat.'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-111200165326948047</id><published>2005-03-28T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T01:20:53.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I've been working on this movie...</title><content type='html'>We just finished casting it this week. In fact I cast the last role last night. I was able to offer a role to a friend of mine who helped us with callbacks last week by being a reader. He rocked the director and producers socks off! He was so professional and pleasant (not to mention a very talented actor) during the whole callback process that they really had no objections when I asked if I could offer him the role of the lead's boss. He was very excited! It was his first feature role he's been offered since moving to L.A. a few months ago! I feel proud to have given it to him! *Sigh* There are great rewards in the little things we do. I love making people feel happy. That is a great reward for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-111200165326948047?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/111200165326948047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=111200165326948047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111200165326948047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111200165326948047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-ive-been-working-on-this-movie.html' title='So, I&apos;ve been working on this movie...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-111182068453717057</id><published>2005-03-25T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T23:04:44.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohhh yeah! I'm definitely a Broad!</title><content type='html'>"A broad is someone who has been around the block, who knows how it works and has a sense of humor about it. Who lets stuff roll off their backs, doesn't take life too seriously, has a good time, but, knows what's important I think. I think the thing that distinguishes a broad from other people is their sense of humor. They just think it's just a riot, the whole thing is just a riot! They can get down... but, they always come back up."  ~~Bette Midler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love Bette!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-111182068453717057?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/111182068453717057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=111182068453717057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111182068453717057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111182068453717057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohhh-yeah-im-definitely-broad.html' title='Ohhh yeah! I&apos;m definitely a Broad!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-111135543016469829</id><published>2005-03-20T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T13:50:30.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They say that fashion goes through cycles...</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here with the Game Show Network on in the background while I work. So far we've seen reruns of the old Match Game, Family Feud, The Newlywed Game, and The Luuuve Connection. All I can say is please God, don't let the 80's cycle through again. *groan* That decade was &lt;em&gt;the WORST &lt;/em&gt;decade for fashion EVER!!! I mean, did I seriously ever dress like that? Honestly. Let's just hope. Oy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-111135543016469829?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/111135543016469829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=111135543016469829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111135543016469829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/111135543016469829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/03/they-say-that-fashion-goes-through.html' title='They say that fashion goes through cycles...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-110948524716755708</id><published>2005-02-26T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T22:20:47.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Oscar Party Tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is our 5th annual Oscar party. Ashley is away filming an MTV television show. It will be her first time she's missed the party. :(  I miss her bunches. We'll have some of the same friends and a few new ones. It should be a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for my predictions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Supporting Actress: Cate Blanchett&lt;br /&gt;Best Supporting Actor: Alan Alda&lt;br /&gt;Best Actress: Hilary Swank&lt;br /&gt;Best Actor: Jamie Fox&lt;br /&gt;Best Director: Martin Scorsese&lt;br /&gt;Best Picture: The Aviator&lt;br /&gt;Original Screenplay: Charlie Kaufman (Eternal Sunshine...)&lt;br /&gt;Adapted Screenplay: Alexander Payne/Jim Taylor (Sideways)&lt;br /&gt;Animated Feature: Shrek 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be wrong on the Alan Alda pick. Something tells me it may be Morgan Freeman instead. *shrug* We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a party to throw tomorrow afternoon and my house is a disaster. I still haven't gone shopping yet and I don't have the slightest idea what I'm going to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-110948524716755708?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/110948524716755708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=110948524716755708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110948524716755708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110948524716755708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/02/big-oscar-party-tomorrow.html' title='Big Oscar Party Tomorrow...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-110696126643804288</id><published>2005-01-28T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T17:14:26.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Boy! </title><content type='html'>Now that Maddie's 4 I guess it's that time again. If my first two kids were any indication. We get to hear endless knock-knock jokes for the next 6 months. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tra la la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-110696126643804288?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/110696126643804288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=110696126643804288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110696126643804288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110696126643804288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-boy.html' title='Oh Boy! '/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-110651153621802007</id><published>2005-01-23T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T22:49:43.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make it one for my baby, and one more for the road...</title><content type='html'>Johnny: &lt;em&gt;"Okay. And once again, here's Bette Midler."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bette: &lt;em&gt;"Well, you know, when they asked me to come on and . . . I can't believe it! The last, the last guest. The last fool Mr. Carson will have to suffer gladly. You are the wind beneath my wings. [applause from audience] Oh, well he is."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarter to three. There's no one in the place except you and me.&lt;br /&gt;So set 'em up, Joe. Got a little story I think you should know.&lt;br /&gt;We're drinkin', my friend, to the end of a sweet episode.&lt;br /&gt;Make it one for my baby and one more for the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the routine. So drop another nickel in the machine.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, gee, I'm feelin' so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you'd make the music so dreamy and sad.&lt;br /&gt;You could tell me a lot. But it's not in a gentleman's code.&lt;br /&gt;Let's make it one for my baby and one more for the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not know it,&lt;br /&gt;but buddy you're a kind of poet.&lt;br /&gt;And you've had a lot of things to say.&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm gloomy&lt;br /&gt;you always listen to me,&lt;br /&gt;until it's talked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;And John I know you're getting&lt;br /&gt;anxious to close.&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks for the cheer.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you didn't mind me bending your ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of the years,&lt;br /&gt;for the laughs, for the tears,&lt;br /&gt;for the class that you showed,&lt;br /&gt;make it one for my baby&lt;br /&gt;and one more for the road.&lt;br /&gt;That long long road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny: &lt;em&gt;"Thank you, Bette. Ah."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Johnny Carson &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1925-2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-110651153621802007?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/110651153621802007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=110651153621802007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110651153621802007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110651153621802007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2005/01/make-it-one-for-my-baby-and-one-more.html' title='Make it one for my baby, and one more for the road...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-110447492747570457</id><published>2004-12-30T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T22:35:27.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SALUTE YOU</title><content type='html'>I am your friend, and my love for you goes deep. There is nothing I can give you which you have not; but there is much, very much, that, while I cannot give it you can take. No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No peace lies in the future that is not hidden in this present little instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it yet within our reach is joy. There is radiance and glory in the darkness could we but see, and to see we have only to look. I beseech you to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so generous a giver, but we, judging its gifts by their covering, cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard. Remove the covering and you will find beneath it a living splendor woven of love, by wisdom, with power. Welcome it, grasp it, and you touch the Angel's hand that brings it to you. Everything we call a trial, a sorrow, or a duty; believe me that Angel's hand is there; the gift is there and the wonder of an overshadowing presence. Our joys, too -- be not content with them as joys. They, too, conceal diviner gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so full of meaning and purpose, so full of beauty beneath its covering, that you will find earth but cloaks your heaven. Courage then to claim it, that is all! But courage you have: and the knowledge that we are pilgrims together wending through unknown country home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so at this time I greet you: not quite as the world sends greetings, but with profound esteem and with the prayer that for you, now and forever, the day breaks and the shadows flee away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Fra. Giovanni - A.D. 1513&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we enter into a new year my prayer for you, my family and friends is this... that you have peace of mind, you experience all the beauty there is to share, keep faith in your heart, courage in your soul. Appreciate all the precious divine gifts bestowed to you and may you have many bestowed upon you. Remember above all there is love, the greatest gift. I love you. Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-110447492747570457?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/110447492747570457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=110447492747570457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110447492747570457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110447492747570457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-salute-you.html' title='I SALUTE YOU'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-110421126483740252</id><published>2004-12-27T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T21:21:04.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barbies, Poker, Midnightini's and Tears...</title><content type='html'>Christmas was pretty nice. We had a quiet one this year. A bit somber, &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; emotional. I personally had a very hard time on Christmas day. I cried through most of it. I miss my Mother so deeply, so desperately it hurts more than you could imagine. I miss my brother too. I have tried to surround myself with friends and family as much as possible. To be left alone with my thoughts only tends to feed into my depression and makes it worse. That's not to say that I don't think about her every 5 minutes. I surely do. It just makes it easier for me to not get mired down with all the feelings that come to me while I'm alone. Guilt, sadness, longing, anguish. All are I'm sure, just normal mourning symptoms that I must go through. It's just hard. My friends and family have been A+ supportive and wonderful. I'm so blessed to have them in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to the happy things that have happened this holiday. The good memories that were made! Christmas Eve Eve, we had several of our friends over for a little Christmas cheer and games! We played Celebrity (our L.A. version of Charades) and shared in great quantities of food and drinks. Speaking of drinks, my dear friend and sis, &lt;a href="http://www.bonblogs.com"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt; came armed with all the fixin's for a cool new drink called the Midnightini. It's vodka, cranberry juice and champagne. Served chilled and straight up in a martini glass. Absolutely scrumptious! My new favorite drink! Our friends the Lindsay's brought a TON of delicious food! And we also enjoyed the company of good friends, Kathi, Weston, Eric, Robin, Marc, Rose and Keith. Aleta, Homer and David brought gifts for&lt;em&gt; everyone&lt;/em&gt;! We got a coffee machine!!! I haven't been able to make coffee since we moved into our new home. Let me tell you... that was a delicious cup of coffee that next morning!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve was was spent shopping with Mike and Ashley. We had so much fun grabbing up everything we could for Maddie and Sean and loving the fact that so much stuff was on sale! The biggest delight? No batteries or assembly required this year!!! YAY! Well except for Maddie's LeapPad. Which we happily supplied for that since it's a great educational tool. And, her favorite present. She has hardly put it down. So what else do you get a 3 year old who already has plenty of toys and is the sister and daughter of actresses? Why dress up clothes of course! So we bought lots of princess costumes, slippers, purses, tiaras, feather boas and a tea set! She was very happy! My Mother would have relished in watching Maddie squeal with delight at every present she opened on Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day we had friends over. Sean received a few games for Christmas and so everyone had to break them in! It started with a little chess, went to Risk-Lord Of The Rings Edition and culminated in a great couple of rounds of poker with our new set, chips, felt and cards with shoe! Mike cleaned everyone out! Our friend Roger stayed 2 days as did Brad and we had a giant breakfast the next day! Oh! And Roger brought a kitty home with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after Christmas we were invited to our friends the Lindsay's for a Day After Christmas Feast! It was a lovely time in a very intimate and quiet atmosphere. A very nice ending to a beautiful Christmas weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your Holiday, however you celebrate it, was as beautiful and memorable as you hoped it would be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-110421126483740252?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/110421126483740252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=110421126483740252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110421126483740252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110421126483740252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/12/barbies-poker-midnightinis-and-tears.html' title='Barbies, Poker, Midnightini&apos;s and Tears...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-110361039087055458</id><published>2004-12-20T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T22:26:30.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, I'm pretty proud! </title><content type='html'>Let's see. What's been going on in my life since election day? Well, aside from moving into a new home in L.A. from the O.C.. Mostly just prepping for the holidays and working on the career. Spending time with friends and spending a lot more time with my kids. We found the box of childrens books we had misplaced for a year and Madison has managed to get someone to read her just about every one! She looooves to be read to. Almost every morning is met with her asking, "Mommy, can you read to me this one?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest baby is on location shooting a feature film until Christmas Eve. I just heard from her a few hours ago. She's had a grueling couple of days of filming. Her voice is hoarse from being strangled for over 2 hours yesterday.  She's got a lot more physical stuff to do yet. She still has to have her eye gouged out and her arm cut off! Most of their scenes are shot outside at night. They don't even get done till the wee hours sometimes. And it's freezing out there! I'm so dang excited for her. What a great experience this has been for her!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also very proud of her. Some of the crew members were pouring out the praises for her the other day when I was visiting. I went up on Friday which was to be their day off. They ended up telling the local High School that they would do a little workshop thingie with the drama dept.. So the 5 lead actors--Ashley included--sat onstage with some of the crew and talked about the movie, the business of acting, getting started, etc.... Ashley was her lovely self. One of the crew members told the kids how professional Ashley was in the worst of circumstances. It was late and dark and freezing out and she had been filming for hours, scenes of her running through the woods screaming and crying. Her contact got folded over and caught up in the back corner of her eye. It took a minute for her to get it adjusted. They stopped so that she could take a break and fix herself up and she insisted that they not hold everyone up and just keep going. He said, "And BAM Ashley went right back into character and didn't skip a beat. She was awesome. So professional." Later we all met for lunch and more of the crew told me how impressed they were with Ashley's acting. The writer was there and told me he loved what Ashley brings to the character. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this from one of the producers. "[Ashley] is a true find. A very talented actor with a real warmth and inner glow. We know we are fortunate to have her in this production." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo proud of her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. She's ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-110361039087055458?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/110361039087055458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=110361039087055458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110361039087055458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110361039087055458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/12/yeah-im-pretty-proud.html' title='Yeah, I&apos;m pretty proud! '/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-110314709244640913</id><published>2004-12-15T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T13:44:52.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Goodness! </title><content type='html'>I've been linked to from one of my favorite sites on the web!!! How exciting! I was wondering what was with all of the increased traffic around here. I guess this means I have to do a little updating! Teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link! Be warned it's a very addicting site!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://growabrain.typepad.com/growabrain/2004/12/to_do_lists.html"&gt;Grow a Brain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-110314709244640913?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/110314709244640913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=110314709244640913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110314709244640913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/110314709244640913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/12/oh-goodness.html' title='Oh Goodness! '/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109938919841787641</id><published>2004-11-02T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T01:53:18.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please... today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOTE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your God given right and obligation! Please vote today. It only takes a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Andre 3000 said, if you don't vote it's like saying, "Do with me what you want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a powerful force today. Be heard. Please. Vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109938919841787641?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109938919841787641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109938919841787641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109938919841787641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109938919841787641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/11/please-today_109938919841787641.html' title='Please... today...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109838938051345336</id><published>2004-10-21T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T13:09:40.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reverse the curse!!! </title><content type='html'>Red Sox win!!! &lt;strong&gt;RED SOX WIN!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if Houston wins today we could have a world series with Texas and Massachusetts, the two presidential candidates homestates. Interesting, no? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109838938051345336?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109838938051345336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109838938051345336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109838938051345336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109838938051345336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/10/reverse-curse.html' title='Reverse the curse!!! '/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109815839556014351</id><published>2004-10-18T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T21:02:48.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have only one thing to say...</title><content type='html'>DAVID ORTIZ IS THE MAN!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe, baby! BELIEVE!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109815839556014351?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109815839556014351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109815839556014351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109815839556014351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109815839556014351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-have-only-one-thing-to-say.html' title='I have only one thing to say...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109718572217438079</id><published>2004-10-07T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T14:48:42.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lists, lists, lists...</title><content type='html'>I usually don't do these things. Well, I never have really. But, this one caught my eye and I thought what the heck. Beware, it's looooooooong! Got it from my friend &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aimercat"&gt;Amy's&lt;/a&gt; Live Journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I've done are in&lt;strong&gt; bold&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Bought everyone in the pub a drink 02. Swam with wild dolphins 03. Climbed a mountain 04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive 05. Been inside the Great Pyramid 06. Held a tarantula&lt;strong&gt; 07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone 08. Said 'I love you' and meant it 09. Hugged a tree 10. Done a striptease&lt;/strong&gt; 11. Bungee jumped 12. Visited Paris 13. Watched a lightning storm at sea &lt;strong&gt;14. Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise 15. Seen the Northern Lights 16. Gone to a huge sports game&lt;/strong&gt; 17. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa &lt;strong&gt;18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;/strong&gt; 19. Touched an iceberg&lt;strong&gt; 20. Slept under the stars 21. Changed a baby's diaper&lt;/strong&gt; 22. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon &lt;strong&gt;23. Watched a meteor shower 24. Gotten drunk on champagne 25. Given more than you can afford to charity 26. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope 27. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment 28. Had a food fight 29. Bet on a winning horse 30. Taken a sick day when you're not ill&lt;/strong&gt; 31. Asked out a stranger &lt;strong&gt;32. Had a snowball fight 33. Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier 34. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can 35. Held a lamb&lt;/strong&gt; 36. Enacted a favorite fantasy &lt;strong&gt;37. Taken a midnight skinny dip 38. Taken an ice cold bath&lt;/strong&gt; 39. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar &lt;strong&gt;40. Seen a total eclipse 41. Ridden a roller coaster &lt;/strong&gt;42. Hit a home run 43. Fit three weeks miraculously into three days &lt;em&gt;(No, I haven't but, I do know a couple of people who have!!! You know who you are!)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;44. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking 45. Adopted an accent for an entire day&lt;/strong&gt; 46. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors &lt;strong&gt;47. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment 48. Had two hard drives for your computer&lt;/strong&gt; 49. Visited all 50 states&lt;strong&gt; 50. Loved your job for all accounts&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;51. Taken care of someone who was shit faced&lt;/strong&gt; 52. Had enough money to be truly satisfied &lt;strong&gt;53. Had amazing friends&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;54. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country 55. Watched wild whales&lt;/strong&gt; 56. Stolen a sign 57. Backpacked in Europe &lt;strong&gt;58. Taken a road-trip&lt;/strong&gt; 59. Rock climbing 60. Lied to foreign government's official in that country to avoid notice &lt;strong&gt;61. Midnight walk on the beach&lt;/strong&gt; 62. Sky diving 63. Visited Ireland 64. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love &lt;strong&gt;65. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger's table and had a meal with them&lt;/strong&gt; 66. Visited Japan 67. Benchpressed your own weight 68. Milked a cow &lt;strong&gt;69. Alphabetized your records&lt;/strong&gt; 70. Pretended to be a superhero &lt;strong&gt;71. Sung karaoke 72. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(too many times!!!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73. Posed nude in front of strangers&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Well, semi)&lt;/em&gt; 74. Scuba diving &lt;strong&gt;75. Got it on to "Let's Get It On" by Marvin Gaye 76. Kissed in the rain 77. Played in the mud 78. Played in the rain 79. Gone to a drive-in theater 80. Done something you should regret, but don't regret it&lt;/strong&gt; 81. Visited the Great Wall of China 82. Discovered that someone who's not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog 83. Dropped Windows in favor of something better &lt;strong&gt;84. Started a business&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;85. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken&lt;/strong&gt; 86. Toured ancient sites &lt;strong&gt;87. Taken a martial arts class&lt;/strong&gt; 88. Swordfought for the honor of a woman. 89. Played D&amp;D for more than 6 hours straight &lt;strong&gt;90. Gotten married 91. Been in a movie 92. Crashed a party&lt;/strong&gt; 93. Loved someone you shouldn't have &lt;strong&gt;94. Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(I would hope all of my kisses make you dizzy! &lt;/em&gt;;)&lt;em&gt; ) &lt;/em&gt;95. Gotten divorced 96. Had sex at the office 97. Gone without food for 5 days &lt;strong&gt;98. Made cookies from scratch 99. Won first prize in a costume contest &lt;/strong&gt;100. Ridden a gondola in Venice &lt;em&gt;(It's on my list)&lt;/em&gt; 101. Gotten a tattoo &lt;strong&gt;102. Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on&lt;/strong&gt; 103. Rafted the Snake River &lt;em&gt;( No, just the Kern)&lt;/em&gt; 104. Been on television news programs as an "expert" &lt;strong&gt;105. Got flowers for no reason &lt;/strong&gt;106. Masturbated in a public place 107. Got so drunk you don't remember anything 108. Been addicted to some form of illegal drug &lt;strong&gt;109. Performed on stage 110. Been to Las Vegas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(My home away from home!)&lt;/em&gt; 111. Recorded music 112. Eaten shark&lt;strong&gt; 113. Had a one-night stand.&lt;/strong&gt; 114. Gone to Thailand 115. Seen Siouxsie live 116. Bought a house 117. Been in a combat zone &lt;strong&gt;118. Buried one/both of your parents&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;119. Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;120. Been on a cruise ship&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Yes but, not on a cruise. Does that make any sense?!)&lt;/em&gt; 121. Spoken more than one language fluently &lt;strong&gt;1 22. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone 123. Bounced a check 124. Performed in Rocky Horror&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Does dressing up as the character and attending many midnight showings count?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;125. Read - and understood - your credit report&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;126. Raised children &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;127. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt; 128. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour 129. Created and named your own constellation of stars 130. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country 131. Found out something significant that your ancestors did &lt;strong&gt;132. Called or written your Congress person&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;133. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;134. ...more than once&lt;/strong&gt; 135. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge &lt;em&gt;(Only driven it) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;136. Sang loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking &lt;/strong&gt;137. Had an abortion or your female partner did 138. Had plastic surgery 139. Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived 140. Wrote articles for a large publication (if a daily newspaper counts) 141. Lost over 100 pounds 142. Held someone while they were having a flashback 142. Had a flashback 143. Piloted an airplane 144. Petted a stingray &lt;strong&gt;145. Broken someone's heart&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;146.Helped an animal give birth&lt;/strong&gt; 147. Been fired or laid off from a job 148. Won money on a T.V. game show 149. Broken a bone 150. Killed a human being 151. Gone on an African photo safari &lt;strong&gt;152. Ridden a motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt; 153. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100mph 154. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced 155. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol 156. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild &lt;strong&gt;157. Ridden a horse 158. Had major surgery&lt;/strong&gt; 159. Had sex on a moving train 160. Had a snake as a pet 161. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon 162. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing &lt;strong&gt;163. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours&lt;/strong&gt; 164. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states 165. Visited all 7 continents 166. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days 167. Eaten kangaroo meat 168. Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground 169. Been a sperm or egg donor &lt;strong&gt;170. Eaten sushi&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;171. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(several times)&lt;/em&gt; 172&lt;strong&gt;. Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;173. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about&lt;/strong&gt; 174. Gotten someone fired for their actions 175. Gone back to school 176. Parasailed &lt;strong&gt;177. Changed your name&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(when I got married!)&lt;/em&gt; 178. Petted a cockroach &lt;em&gt;(ewwwww!!!)&lt;/em&gt; 179. Eaten fried green tomatoes &lt;em&gt;(No, but my mother used to tell me stories about her childhood fried green tomato eatin' days!)&lt;/em&gt; 180. Read The Iliad 181. Selected one "important" author who you missed in school, and read 182. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed them &lt;em&gt;(shameful!) &lt;/em&gt;183. ...and gotten 86'ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you &lt;em&gt;(Teehee!)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;184. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;185. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Yep, Fish) &lt;/em&gt;186. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt 187. Skipped all your school reunions (Yeah right! And miss all the fun?) &lt;strong&gt;188. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;/strong&gt; 189. Been elected to public office 190. Written your own computer language &lt;strong&gt;191. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;192. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;/strong&gt; 193. Built your own PC from parts &lt;em&gt;(I have a husband for that sort of thing! &lt;/em&gt;;)&lt;em&gt; )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 194. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you&lt;/strong&gt; 195. Had a booth at a street fair &lt;strong&gt;196. Dyed your hair&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Well... highlights certainly!) &lt;/em&gt;197. Been a DJ 198. Found out someone was going to dump you via LiveJournal 199. Written your own role playing game 200. Been arrested (NEVER!!! What kind of a girl do you think I am?!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109718572217438079?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109718572217438079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109718572217438079' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109718572217438079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109718572217438079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/10/lists-lists-lists.html' title='Lists, lists, lists...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109631751834960400</id><published>2004-09-27T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T13:46:26.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Heeeeere!!!</title><content type='html'>My cat had her second (I know, I know) litter last night. Well, this morning really. 4:45 ayem!!! Absolutely adorable! In the first litter she had 2 kitties. One we kept and one we gave to my dear friend, &lt;a href="http://www.spynotebook.org/bonnie"&gt;Bonnie&lt;/a&gt; . This time she gave birth to 4 tiny little creatures. Sadly, one of them passed away. Ironically, it was the kitten who looked exactly like her mommy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v451/etherealbeaches/chanel2ndlitter/kittens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v451/etherealbeaches/chanel2ndlitter/kittens2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v451/etherealbeaches/chanel2ndlitter/kittens3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Bon... wanna nutter? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109631751834960400?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109631751834960400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109631751834960400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109631751834960400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109631751834960400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/09/theyre-heeeeere.html' title='They&apos;re Heeeeere!!!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109453012182312317</id><published>2004-09-06T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T21:11:15.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did someone say chicken?</title><content type='html'>Well, the writing phase for our sketch comedy group has officially begun. Yesterday, part of our group gathered at my house for a "working" BBQ and I have to say that I am so thrilled and proud to be in the mix! This is going to be great! Some really funny stuff was written yesterday! Can't wait to see what everyone comes up with next! Wow! Such a talented ensemble and I get to play along! Yippee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.littlearts.com/photos/cats_on_fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured clockwise from bottom left.&lt;br /&gt;Jodi, Shon, Ashley, David, Maddie, Eric and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what else? Saturday is Ashley's big birthday bash! Very excited for that. I really hope she has a great birthday. She deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of tedious little tasks to do this week. You know, the kind of stuff you really hate to do but, ya gotta do it? *sigh* Yeah. Oh well! Onward! It's a new week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Labor Day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109453012182312317?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109453012182312317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109453012182312317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109453012182312317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109453012182312317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/09/did-someone-say-chicken.html' title='Did someone say chicken?'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109305172105874130</id><published>2004-08-20T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T09:53:07.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Lawrence Parke</title><content type='html'>A dear man and friend to every member of the entertainment industry, has passed away today. Lawrence (Larry) Parke, founder of Acting World books, former Casting Director, Actor, Teacher, Agent and Mentor will be sorely missed by those whose lives he so generously touched. In a town where good and honest helpful people are so hard to find, Larry was a true diamond in the rough. He gave so much of himself to so many and asked of so little. Larry's career spanned many decades. From acting in film, television and Broadway to publishing many books and career building actors' guide's. Mr. Parke has received Mayoral Commendations from Mayors Sam Yorty (1973) and Tom Bradley (1975) for his work with the Los Angeles Arts Community and twice received the Vernon Rice Award from the New York Post, one in 1947 and the other in 1949. Mr. Parke has founded and served many organizations here in the U.S. and abroad. He is loved and respected by all who have known him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my friend Bob Brody said, it is "Hard to think the acting community can have a better friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to able to say that I knew him and considered him my friend. He touched my life as he has so many others. Always there to help you (he had just agreed to sit on our board of directors) always there with a story to tell (and he had many!) Lawrence Parke was truly a gem. May he rest in peace. My sincerest condolences to his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information about Lawrence Parke, please visit his site at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.actingworldbooks.org"&gt;http://www.actingworldbooks.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109305172105874130?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109305172105874130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109305172105874130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109305172105874130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109305172105874130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/08/rip-lawrence-parke.html' title='RIP Lawrence Parke'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109243619754686027</id><published>2004-08-13T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T15:33:13.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary site of the day</title><content type='html'>Or should I say scary woman of the day? This site made me laugh and pissed me off at the same time. How &lt;em&gt;DO&lt;/em&gt; these people get away with this kind of thing anyway? Plastic surgery, 15 pounds of make-up, 12 Million dollar homes and children are suffering all over the world??? How about we gut out the whole building and convert into a shelter or home for orphaned children. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&gt; &lt;a href="http://members.tripod.com/~anxietyny/jeezusjan.html"&gt;Jeezus Jan &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109243619754686027?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109243619754686027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109243619754686027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109243619754686027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109243619754686027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/08/scary-site-of-day.html' title='Scary site of the day'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109166528781371599</id><published>2004-08-04T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T00:21:51.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a long weekend!</title><content type='html'>Thoroughly enjoyable!!! Started out on Thursday with new headshots. Beautiful afternoon! Had a great time with Ashley! It's always so fun getting headshots done alongside my lovely daughter. She is so incredibly beautiful and fun to watch because she is so natural in front of the camera. It doesn't hurt that David LaPorte (our photographer) is an absolute doll and we flirt with him like crazy! He just puts you at ease and the time goes by so fast! We took 9 rolls between the 2 of us! Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the photo shoot it was off to Dan Tana's for dinner and drinks with our very dear friends Bob Brody, Bonnie Gillespie and Keith Johnson. The food was tres magnifique and the drinks were forever flowing!!! We spotted Kim Delany at the next table and chatted it up with Harry Dean Stanton in the wee hours of the evening. A VERY fun time was had by all! I adore my friends. We always have such a fantastic time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped Bonnie and Keith move to a beautiful breezy new home in Santa Monica on Saturday. Pizza, beer, good friends and lotsa sweat! So, so fun! Missed my kitty. Bon had decided to board them for the day while we moved everything, which was smart since the door was constantly swinging open it wouldn't have been a good idea to keep them there. So, I'll have to wait! I miss her. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's first sketch comedy group meeting went really well. We have a huge group of talented people involved and it looks like it's going to be a lot of fun. So watch out! We're coming to a theatre near you! Soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out the door in a few minutes to go see a friend in a show at the Improv. A REAL date with my husband!!!! Oooooooh! Alert the media! It's been so long since we went on an actual date I'm not sure I remember how!!! Kidding. I'm so excited. I love dates! Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109166528781371599?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109166528781371599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109166528781371599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109166528781371599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109166528781371599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/08/what-long-weekend.html' title='What a long weekend!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109054502550890411</id><published>2004-07-22T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T18:21:01.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debrabitopiraniabriallogy: The study of Debra???</title><content type='html'>I found this really silly but fun and interesting site&amp;nbsp;called &lt;a href="http://www.fourteenminutes.com/fun/words"&gt;Random Word Generator.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does it work? By analyising the frequency of pairs of letters in 45,402 different words it is possible to generate new words which, although, don't have any meaning are reasonably syntactically correct. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's just a sampling of my name! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;debragreed &lt;br /&gt;debratiness &lt;br /&gt;debrapha &lt;br /&gt;debratoucibute &lt;br /&gt;debraigns &lt;br /&gt;debratterson &lt;br /&gt;debratemprediviant &lt;br /&gt;debragged &lt;br /&gt;debrativener &lt;br /&gt;debradisjuncilicienthers &lt;br /&gt;debrabitopiraniabriallogy &lt;br /&gt;debrastefaccurrinvatian &lt;br /&gt;debrance &lt;br /&gt;debradavicienola &lt;br /&gt;debrainitly &lt;br /&gt;debratenticalk &lt;br /&gt;debratedney &lt;br /&gt;debrating &lt;br /&gt;debratensis &lt;br /&gt;debratemps &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titillatingrewrenness!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109054502550890411?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109054502550890411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109054502550890411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109054502550890411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109054502550890411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/07/debrabitopiraniabriallogy-study-of.html' title='Debrabitopiraniabriallogy: The study of Debra???'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-109053016761671206</id><published>2004-07-22T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T14:02:47.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got a New Agent!</title><content type='html'>Things are picking up in Tinseltown. So, now it's time to get to work! Getting my hair and nails done this week for my&amp;nbsp;new headshots next week. Meeting with a group of my friends and fellow actors to form a new sketch comedy group. Can't wait for that! We have a real talented group together for this and I think it's going to be great! Plus, I get to work with Ashley again and finally get to work with Eric, which I've always wanted to get the chance to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's a week of news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Hair.&lt;br /&gt;New nails.&lt;br /&gt;New pictures.&lt;br /&gt;New group.&lt;br /&gt;New agent!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to a &lt;em&gt;free &lt;/em&gt;Steve Tyrell concert on Saturday. So excited. On the lawn at the lake. Picnic basket, wine, blanket and some smooth standards sung by the finest crooner since Sinatra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-109053016761671206?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/109053016761671206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=109053016761671206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109053016761671206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/109053016761671206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/07/got-new-agent.html' title='Got a New Agent!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-108960372688789216</id><published>2004-07-11T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T20:47:21.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good people </title><content type='html'>They don't ask for any attention, or praise, or special recognition. They simply get busy and do what needs to be done. When something goes wrong, they don't complain or become mired in frustration. Instead, they do whatever is necessary to make it right. &lt;br /&gt;When they say they will do something, they follow through and take whatever actions are necessary to get it done. They don't feel that the world owes them anything. They are truly thankful for the opportunity to make a positive difference and to create real value. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sometimes forget how many good people there are. But one look around at all the valuable and useful things we so often take for granted, will serve as a reminder. They keep us fed, keep us warm, protect us, entertain us, inform us, keep us healthy and do so many other things far too numerous to mention. Some of life's greatest blessings come through the good people with whom we are privileged to be living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try (as most people do) and surround myself with as many "Good People" as I can in my life. Of course one reason I do this is purely selfish in that by being around those good people I am giving myself a free education in how I too can live my life as a good person. Among those good people in my life now, is one of my favorite girlfriends and she is celebrating her 34th birthday today. This woman has not only given me countless invaluable lessons in my chosen profession in the entertainment industry... she has also given me life lessons in how to be a "Good Person" as well. Bonnie Gillespie happens to be one of the most extraordinary women I have had the pleasure of knowing and calling my friend. It is my hope that everyone reading this surrounds themselves with as many good people as you can. And, if you ever have the pleasure of meeting Bon... don't turn your back... she's a keeper! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my BonnieBelle! I love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-108960372688789216?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/108960372688789216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=108960372688789216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108960372688789216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108960372688789216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/07/good-people.html' title='Good people '/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-108650120549319512</id><published>2004-06-05T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T22:53:25.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over now.</title><content type='html'>My brother passed away today, Saturday, June 5, 2004. At 12:30 pm. His suffering is over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have another funeral to plan now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Peace, Doug. We love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-108650120549319512?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/108650120549319512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=108650120549319512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108650120549319512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108650120549319512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/06/its-over-now.html' title='It&apos;s over now.'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-108621812151006636</id><published>2004-06-02T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T16:15:21.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salad Woes</title><content type='html'>Can someone please explain this to me? I buy one of those bags of pre-mixed salad from the grocery store... "Fresh Express--Veggie Lover's Salad Blend With Carrots &amp; Snow Peas" and there's only ONE FREAKING SNOW PEA IN THE WHOLE BAG!!! What's this world coming to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheap Bastards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-108621812151006636?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/108621812151006636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=108621812151006636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108621812151006636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108621812151006636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/06/salad-woes.html' title='Salad Woes'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-108563845755583609</id><published>2004-05-26T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T23:14:17.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About my brother. Well, I guess I should update...</title><content type='html'>It's not good. Here is the lowdown. It is very touch and go. He has an extremely bad heart. His blood pressure is very unstable. He had 8" of his intestine removed, his appendix removed, and a colostomy, due to a very bad infection he developed in his stomach. They performed a Tracheotomy to improve his breathing since the ventilator wasn't doing the trick. He also has a clot in his heart that they are trying to dissolve with blood thinners. His kidneys have failed and has been on Dialysis for about 4 days now. He has severe sleep apnea and they believe that is the major contributing factor to his health problems. His fever was at 105.0 degrees for several days and is now hovering at around 101.0. It really did a number on his neurological function. He basically is in a catatonic state. He blinks and we think he knows we are there but... who knows really. We are just taking it one day at a time now, which is really all we can do. We have been at the hospital nearly everyday all day long. holding his hand, talking to him, etc... Even tried to put the Laker game on to try and stimulate his senses. He LOVES the Lakers. So basically he needs all the prayers he can get. Mostly praying that he won't be in pain anymore, whatever way that has to happen. Thank you all for your good thoughts and prayers. I very much appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-108563845755583609?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/108563845755583609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=108563845755583609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108563845755583609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108563845755583609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/05/about-my-brother-well-i-guess-i-should.html' title='About my brother. Well, I guess I should update...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-108516570713750801</id><published>2004-05-21T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T12:03:25.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the light?</title><content type='html'>My brother almost died last night. He's in intensive care right now. I don't know how much more I can take of all the death and sickness around me. This has been the worst year of my life. I miss my mother so much sometimes I can barely cope. I have cried more times in the last 9 days than I care to count. Mothers Day was hard, her birthday 3 days later was unbearable. I'm in a slump now and I can't seem to budge. Yesterday morning the phone rings, it's the hospital and my brother's doctor informs us he's taking him into surgery in 1 hour and chances are he isn't going to make it through. But, if he doesn't have the surgery he will most certainly die within 48 hours. Michael and my father and I spent the entire day at his bedside. I watched my father cry. Again. Grieving bedside for a loved one. Like he did for the first part of this year already for my mother. Is there light at the end of this tunnel? Because so far... I don't even see a spark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-108516570713750801?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/108516570713750801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=108516570713750801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108516570713750801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108516570713750801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/05/where-is-light.html' title='Where is the light?'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-108464856236766498</id><published>2004-05-15T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T12:16:02.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How much of our lovely country have you seen?</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.spynotebook.org/bonnie/"&gt;Bon&lt;/a&gt; for this. This is cool! I have seen 66% of our beautiful country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedStates/statemap?visited=AZARCACOCTFLIDILINIAKSKYMEMDMAMIMOMTNVNHNMNYNCNDOHOKORPARISDTNTXUTVT"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;the link&lt;/a&gt; for your enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Wow! I've seen a lot of country! I actually have lived in 6 of these states. Born in Michigan. Raised in California since I was three. Left to go live in North Carolina, Massachusetts, Maine, and Kentucky. But, my heart has always been in California. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just something about this twisted effed up state that I can't seem to shake. (no pun intended) And, speaking of shaking I have been here for all the major shakers since the '71 Sylmar quake. That one threw me out of bed. I remember our rain oil lamp (remember those?) swinging back and forth from its chain and almost clipping my father in the head. The Whittier quake in '87. Loma Prieta in 1989. Cape Mendocino and Landers/Big Bear... all three in 1992. And the Northridge Quake back in January of '94. That's a whole lotta shakin' goin' on when you look back at it. That is really only a partial list, too. There have been so many many more. One reason I mention this is that I think the people around here have been just a little 'on guard' as to when the next big one is coming. It seems with all the disaster movies and early heat, (it's the "Shake and Bake" factor) it's making people uneasy. At least those I've spoken to. Eh, whatcha gonna do? The weather is too darn gorgeous here to worry about any of it. At least we don't live in Tornado Alley anymore. &lt;em&gt;That&lt;/em&gt; was uneasy living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Debra&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-108464856236766498?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/108464856236766498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=108464856236766498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108464856236766498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108464856236766498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/05/how-much-of-our-lovely-country-have.html' title='How much of our lovely country have you seen?'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-108441833623961202</id><published>2004-05-12T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T20:18:56.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mommy</title><content type='html'>Today I celebrate the day the most beautiful woman in the world was born. My mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Mommy. I love you deeply. I miss you terribly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Angels throw you the most incredible birthday party you have ever known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving daughter,&lt;br /&gt;Debra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-108441833623961202?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/108441833623961202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=108441833623961202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108441833623961202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108441833623961202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/05/happy-birthday-mommy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mommy'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-108434848515475932</id><published>2004-05-11T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T15:15:03.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 things you should know about me...</title><content type='html'>1.  My name is Debra&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am a middle child between 2 brothers&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am married to the most generous and thoughtful man on the planet&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am in complete and utter love with my 3 children&lt;br /&gt;5.  I simply cannot function without my morning coffee&lt;br /&gt;6.  Acting is my chosen profession (or has it chosen me?) &lt;br /&gt;7.  I am an insufferable flirt&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am hopelessly addicted to home improvement shows&lt;br /&gt;9.  I hate excercise, until I'm doing it, then I actually like it&lt;br /&gt;10. I love my friends and am extremely loyal to them&lt;br /&gt;11. I am a good driver (stop laughing, honey)&lt;br /&gt;12. I am a natural blonde (and I can prove it!)&lt;br /&gt;13. I am extremely honest (sometimes to a fault)&lt;br /&gt;14. I absolutely adore babies&lt;br /&gt;15. I love entertaining and will throw a party for ANY occasion&lt;br /&gt;16. I have 2 cats and a dog (well, 4 cats now... my cat just had kittens)&lt;br /&gt;17. I hate to do laundry&lt;br /&gt;18. I have a secret crush on Dennis Quaid. Oh, and Andy Garcia! Rawr!&lt;br /&gt;19. I am a terrible bowler (unless I use those rubber bumpers)&lt;br /&gt;20. I'm scared to death that people will walk away not liking me&lt;br /&gt;21. I cry at Hallmark commercials&lt;br /&gt;22. I have good comedic timing but cannot write my own jokes for shit&lt;br /&gt;23. I was the first baby born in my city for that year! (nope, not telling what year.)&lt;br /&gt;24. Screw it... 1963&lt;br /&gt;25. Wine makes me giddy&lt;br /&gt;26. When I started this I couldn't think of a damn thing to write and now I don't want to stop. But, I'll spare you. And that my dears...is me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-108434848515475932?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/108434848515475932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=108434848515475932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108434848515475932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108434848515475932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/05/25-things-you-should-know-about-me.html' title='25 things you should know about me...'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-108425457150369149</id><published>2004-05-10T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T22:49:31.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY first post to my new blog! YAY!</title><content type='html'>My very dear dear friend and soul sister, the great Bonnie Gillespie, set me up a little blog. How cool is that, eh? I was "complaining" to her last night that I didn't have a decent little place to go and write down my thoughts (like she has here at --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.spynotebook.org/bonnie/"&gt; BonBlogs &lt;/a&gt; ) Bonnie in true form grabbed onto that wish of mine and followed through with a promise she made to me that she would "hook me up" and just a few minutes ago I received an email from the goddess herself with all the details of my new wonderful little corner of the web! The beautiful introduction was written by her. *smiles* I will probably change it in time. Mainly so I don't look so conceited! ;-) But, for now, I think I'll let it stay! So off we go! Into the wild wild world of me. Hope you enjoy! Hang on and fasten your seat belts! Sometimes life in the world of Debra can be a bit of a bumpy ride! And, Thanks, sis! I love you bigger than the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-108425457150369149?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/108425457150369149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=108425457150369149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108425457150369149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108425457150369149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-first-post-to-my-new-blog-yay.html' title='MY first post to my new blog! YAY!'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6941364.post-108424703178277969</id><published>2004-05-10T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T20:43:51.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debra's First Blog Post</title><content type='html'>This is where Debra's first blog post will go. She will tell us all about her journey and we will gather 'round and tell her how very proud we are of being publically grateful and sharing her process of becoming the woman we all know her to be: a goddess, a treasure, and a brilliant, soulful friend to the planet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6941364-108424703178277969?l=broadrange.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/feeds/108424703178277969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6941364&amp;postID=108424703178277969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108424703178277969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6941364/posts/default/108424703178277969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broadrange.blogspot.com/2004/05/debras-first-blog-post.html' title='Debra&apos;s First Blog Post'/><author><name>Debra McCarthy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09929682379541132393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://myspace-161.vo.llnwd.net/00008/16/17/8727161_m.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
