<?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-8449330129604756890</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:21:50.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are the days of our lives....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-8751386559971232386</id><published>2008-09-10T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:01:52.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE BACK! and we are growing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/SMh8AFurcGI/AAAAAAAAABk/_YWn9kBS7g4/s1600-h/7wkultrasound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/SMh8AFurcGI/AAAAAAAAABk/_YWn9kBS7g4/s320/7wkultrasound.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244578107052748898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, okay. so, we are back. after what seemed like 34 login attempts, i remembered my login and password. that was half of the battle. so, big news! can you tell by the photo? yep, i am prego and due may 1, 2009. i would have been writing sooner if i weren't puking everytime i brushed my teeth. hopefully you are happy to have me back. i will do my best to keep up! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-8751386559971232386?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8751386559971232386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=8751386559971232386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/8751386559971232386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/8751386559971232386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-are-back-and-we-are-growing.html' title='WE ARE BACK! and we are growing....'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/SMh8AFurcGI/AAAAAAAAABk/_YWn9kBS7g4/s72-c/7wkultrasound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-321760618520297801</id><published>2008-04-29T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T22:25:43.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kharma Rocks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newson6.com/global/video/popup/pop_playerLaunch.asp?vt1=v&amp;amp;clipFormat=flv&amp;amp;clipId1=2435300&amp;amp;at1=News&amp;amp;h1=Restaurant%20Owner%20Accused%20Of%20Seeking%20Revenge"&gt;http://www.newson6.com/global/video/popup/pop_playerLaunch.asp?vt1=v&amp;amp;clipFormat=flv&amp;amp;clipId1=2435300&amp;amp;at1=News&amp;amp;h1=Restaurant%20Owner%20Accused%20Of%20Seeking%20Revenge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-321760618520297801?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/321760618520297801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=321760618520297801' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/321760618520297801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/321760618520297801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/04/kharma-rocks.html' title='Kharma Rocks.'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-4183307251047569806</id><published>2008-04-08T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T08:30:14.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auntie Em, Auntie Em!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R_uOhJvdOxI/AAAAAAAAABc/lsK-NOi_UpI/s1600-h/twister.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186896096049052434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R_uOhJvdOxI/AAAAAAAAABc/lsK-NOi_UpI/s320/twister.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, truly to some people this is not a laughing matter (i.e. friends in the Pacific Northwest who don't do tornado drills in school).... Last night/morning about 2:30am the tornado sirens went off in Tulsa County. That is where we live. I am 32 years old, I have heard these things, you go into your basement/closet/safe place and you hang out with flashlights, radios, tv's, whatever, waiting to get the all clear. There is something about having a kiddo and going through this routine, makes it more scary. She and Matt lay there peacefully last night while I was worried about lots of things, but mostly about Matt's car, which was just paid off this month mind you, getting pelted with hail. Thinking to myself, should I back my car out into the driveway to get the *&amp;amp;%$subishi pelted in lieu of the good car? Oh no, that would be silly, but it did cross my mind, last time we were nailed with hail, my car raked in over $5K in damages. I remember back when mom used to ask me to go back out the old Benz into the driveway so she could pray hail damage would get her a new paintjob, ha ha ha! This is not a joke, she really did. Kinda freaky, but in a crazy way, exciting? Well, at least I don't have to water our new grass tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Oh, P.S. If any of your kids call me Auntie Em, they are dead to me**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-4183307251047569806?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/4183307251047569806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=4183307251047569806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/4183307251047569806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/4183307251047569806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/04/auntie-em-auntie-em.html' title='Auntie Em, Auntie Em!!!'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R_uOhJvdOxI/AAAAAAAAABc/lsK-NOi_UpI/s72-c/twister.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-7246319945058945064</id><published>2008-04-03T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:56:09.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss me.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. Seriously. My doctor told me this week that I have this infected lymph node. It's been hurting since February. Maybe I should have said something earlier? Now I know why I am like the chronic sick person. This is part of the reason for me not blogging in a while.... Being sick blows. I miss me with energy, don't you? Get ready, because I am on the mend.... LOOK OUT! (that was my sad attempt to pump myself up)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-7246319945058945064?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7246319945058945064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=7246319945058945064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/7246319945058945064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/7246319945058945064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-miss-me.html' title='I miss me.'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-391581820427664871</id><published>2008-03-27T19:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:10:31.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I see said the blind man...</title><content type='html'>I saw the most terrible thing today. I was driving down a busy street, so I couldn't just like slam on my breaks to help him.... I saw an old blind guy trip on the sidewalk! It was terrible. There was just like a little uneven part on the pavement and he just bit it! I didn't realize he was blind until I saw his big blind man walking stick fling out onto the grass. I am still so sad about this. I made the next turn, which was into my neighborhood anyways and tried to find him. Either he a) got up and walked away or b) he is still there and I just couldn't see him because of the large concrete thingy blocking my view. I hope it is "a" and I hope he is okay. See, I do nice stuff sometimes, why is my kharma so bad lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-391581820427664871?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/391581820427664871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=391581820427664871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/391581820427664871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/391581820427664871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-see-said-blind-man.html' title='I see said the blind man...'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-7568452434585822137</id><published>2008-03-19T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:41:40.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Durant, Oklahoma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Guess what is in Durant, Oklahoma? Not only is it the magnolia capital.... But, check this out (true story):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179632842495048402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-HAoJvdOtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DSXO9rci3UE/s320/summer+2007+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-7568452434585822137?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7568452434585822137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=7568452434585822137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/7568452434585822137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/7568452434585822137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/durant-oklahoma.html' title='Durant, Oklahoma'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-HAoJvdOtI/AAAAAAAAAA8/DSXO9rci3UE/s72-c/summer+2007+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-755967364713402315</id><published>2008-03-18T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T18:39:30.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-HAPZvdOsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4ehFPpbSON0/s1600-h/stpattiesday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179632417293286082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-HAPZvdOsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4ehFPpbSON0/s320/stpattiesday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enough Said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-755967364713402315?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/755967364713402315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=755967364713402315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/755967364713402315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/755967364713402315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-18.html' title='March 18'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-HAPZvdOsI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4ehFPpbSON0/s72-c/stpattiesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-3416737885869654922</id><published>2008-03-17T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:16:37.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Locust Gang Bang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-xU-ZvdOvI/AAAAAAAAABM/KBujnBh2pfk/s1600-h/sushi+the+cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182610702235155186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-xU-ZvdOvI/AAAAAAAAABM/KBujnBh2pfk/s200/sushi+the+cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-xU-pvdOwI/AAAAAAAAABU/ext7cHYdInI/s1600-h/lola+dunaway+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182610706530122498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-xU-pvdOwI/AAAAAAAAABU/ext7cHYdInI/s200/lola+dunaway+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**From my Myspace blog, July 13, 2007**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hopefully you have read the "Avian Flu in my Bed" blog..... this will all make a little more sense. Okay, my crazy cat, Sushi was at it again last night, and later dragged her doggie friend, Miss Lola into it. We heard the famous deep wailing from the cat and my first thought was oh crap, another bird. No, this time it was a locust! Although at 4:00am I was unaware it was a locust. I had to google it to be certain. I have only seen dead locust skeleton/shells on the tree bark in summer. So, it was a locust, and I went to take it away from her and I screamed, they are creepy bugs. Again at 6:00am, she begins wailing........ I saw yet another locust and decided to close the dog door so she couldn't escape. I came back to find the dog, Lola with the locust in her mouth. They were playing soccer with the bug and taunting it, taking turns. I finally pryed it out of her mouth and flushed the 2nd bug. It took a triple shot latte to keep me going the next day, obviously I couldn't sleep, I thought God was plaguing the world with locusts, some sort of thing from the book of Revelations....... I hate doggie doors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-3416737885869654922?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/3416737885869654922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=3416737885869654922' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/3416737885869654922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/3416737885869654922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/locust-gang-bang.html' title='The Locust Gang Bang'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-xU-ZvdOvI/AAAAAAAAABM/KBujnBh2pfk/s72-c/sushi+the+cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-6767450855446987492</id><published>2008-03-17T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:14:08.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Oklahoma....</title><content type='html'>....will you find a pick up truck with a flat bed trailer attached parked near a field with a man in swim trunks and a woman in a bikini tanning only 6 feet off of a major intersection in tulsa! swear to EVERYTHING holy.... saw this at 61st and Mingo on Saturday! CRAZY!!! Took a pic with my camera phone for proof, but I don't know how to post it or I would. INSANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**This was from my Myspace blog July 9, 2007**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-6767450855446987492?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/6767450855446987492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=6767450855446987492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/6767450855446987492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/6767450855446987492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/only-in-oklahoma.html' title='Only in Oklahoma....'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-9041715630117543600</id><published>2008-03-17T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:13:17.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avian Flu In My Bed!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-xULZvdOuI/AAAAAAAAABE/_T8r2x-Qhl0/s1600-h/sushi+the+cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182609826061826786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-xULZvdOuI/AAAAAAAAABE/_T8r2x-Qhl0/s320/sushi+the+cat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**This was posted on my myspace May 22, 2006.... one of my favs**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so we have this cat, sushi... long story short, we adopted her from my mom (she is about 11 yrs old). she learned how to use the doggie door for our geri dog, garth (he is 14 yrs old)... anyways, she comes in from outside apparently the other night (4:45 am) with this strange souding wail. she jumps into our bed (mind you, the baby is sleeping 3 feet away) and i am asleep and i hear this, "gross sushi, what the *&amp;amp;^s in your mouth?"... she jumps off and matt said it was like a mouse or something!?!?! he said (in his sleepy stupor) "lets just get it later". HELLO!!!!!! no! not only am i (a) not going to be able to sleep, (b) have a dead animal in my house to find as a surprise in a few hours, or (c) have dead animal germs for my newborn lingering around!!! so, he realized we needed to take action, and we turn on the lights and find her playing kitty soccer with a dead black BIRD! SICK!!! so he gets the shovel and hoists it over the fence into the creek, i vaccum up the feathers and change all the bedding. meanwhile, baby sophie is sleeping through the whole thing! it was a strange night.......... oh, and yes, i did bathe the cat and trap her from going out at night from now on:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-9041715630117543600?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/9041715630117543600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=9041715630117543600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/9041715630117543600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/9041715630117543600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/avian-flu-in-my-bed.html' title='Avian Flu In My Bed!!!'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R-xULZvdOuI/AAAAAAAAABE/_T8r2x-Qhl0/s72-c/sushi+the+cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-7930110666313969162</id><published>2008-03-13T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T11:43:42.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>32 is worse than 30.</title><content type='html'>So, I have finally come to realize that I am aging. 30 didn't even phase me, I was 8 months pregnant, so the ligament pains Sophie was inflicting on me (not to mention the heartburn, etc...) kind of took my mind off of this subject. 31, I was busy with an 11 month old sweetheart. 32, I have gray hairs coming in rapidly because I have a 23 month old who makes me crazy. Not to mention the skin issues and crows feet starting to emerge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please know that Matt and I cannot even imagine life without her in it, but she is the essence of a "toddler".  I have worked really hard for these gray hairs. Did I ever tell you that she went outside by herself a few times via the doggie door? She loved playing in the fireplace before mommy bought a screen... loves putting toys in the potty (getting better)... now she gets into the fridge and has been known to be chillaxin on the couch with a bag of grapes and american cheese slices **See previous note about IKEA. I have since purchased a handy $1.99 (with no sales tax) fridge toddler detector to keep her paws out of there**.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, our life is kinda nuts, as you may have read in previous posts and that is only recent stuff. When I work up the energy to explain December, I will do so. Until then.... keep your feet on the groud and keep reaching for the stars! (Remember that? Casey Casom).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-7930110666313969162?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7930110666313969162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=7930110666313969162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/7930110666313969162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/7930110666313969162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/32-is-worse-than-30.html' title='32 is worse than 30.'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-1954354944261132279</id><published>2008-03-11T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T11:34:49.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon vs. Oklahoma</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I did make it to Portland, albiet a day late and an hour after originally scheduled on that day late. But hey, I made it there in one piece and not in a straight jacket, so I got that going for me. It was a great time, seeing old friends, making new, enjoying the weather, shopping, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are some cool things about Oregon: Its very green, in both senses of the word. Very into the environment, even their government cars are Toyota Prius Hybrids, very cool. And you wouldn't believe the green grass and trees. My friend Amber just didn't understand why that was so cool to me. Well, here in Oklahoma it gets hotter than hell and everything dies. Then it comes back and it freezes and dies, so yeah, everything turns poop brown. I much prefer the green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so there is the ocean and the mountains and guess what? NO SALES TAX! Remind me next time to take an extra suitcase just to haul the loot (of which I paid no sales tax... currently 8.517% here in Oklahoma). When you go out in Portland, jeans and a t-shirt are just fine. That is cool. I felt very over dressed and I would have been a lot more cozy in my usual attire. My favorite thing about Portland and well, other big cities besides Tulsa.... there is an IKEA! Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just discovered my idea of heaven. This is my heaven, living in an IKEA store, eating a Big City Burrito from my fav burrito dive in Fort Collins, CO and hanging out with my daddy and whoever else has gone before me. I am serious too, there may be a massage room involved, but I guess in heaven you won't be tense or in pain, so then again, a hot tub will do:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I am back to the grind.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-1954354944261132279?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1954354944261132279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=1954354944261132279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/1954354944261132279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/1954354944261132279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/oregon-vs-oklahoma.html' title='Oregon vs. Oklahoma'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-1349844757824019670</id><published>2008-03-06T11:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T08:33:23.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surely you can't be serious? I am serious and don't call me Shirley.</title><content type='html'>JEEZ!!!!!!!! I was finally planning a trip for once and there is bad weather in Dallas so I cannot make my connection to Portland. RATS! We better win the lottery or something. Send us some good kharma people and prayers, rub buddha's belly, pray the roasary, whatever you gotta do. Seriously. This craziness must end. But then again, it is Emily we are talking about here. That is why I had to start a blog, my luck and my life is just utterly comical. I have finally learned to see it that way. Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-1349844757824019670?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/1349844757824019670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=1349844757824019670' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/1349844757824019670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/1349844757824019670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/seriously.html' title='Surely you can&apos;t be serious? I am serious and don&apos;t call me Shirley.'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-8357342536101535583</id><published>2008-03-05T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T23:01:33.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The *%$#subishi</title><content type='html'>So, if you know me well, you know I am driving the heck out of the ghettowagon, aka the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*%$#subishi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I am proving my patience to be able to hold out for a really sweet ride that doesn't require you to pay for it until you are balding (thanks to Dave Ramsey and Financial Peace University). And you may know that Richard and I have become good buddies (the dealership service guy) over the last few months, as my electrical system in my car is possessed, therefore Jim Norton and his buddies have made a a few pretty pennies from my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, get this.... I made some good money today doing my yearly Kindergarten readiness testing, so life was going well when I woke up this morning! So, I am driving home on the highway and as I am talking to my bank's branch manager about the ATM dispute we filed in January (long story, maybe I will tell you later if things get resolved, right now I am still bitter) and the subsequent overdraft charges that issue produced when I hear "SCRAPEEEEEEEEEEE"! Something metal is dragging across the expressway. I promptly get off of the phone with Ms. Martinez and hope that this incident helps my pathetic plea for refunds of some of these ludicrous and wrongful charges her fine establishment had charged us:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled off onto the shoulder and get out to see the rim of my tire being the metal I was scraping, oh no. Part of the front end of my car fell off. Seriously you ask? Seriously. I now know it was a "splash guard" to protect the *%$#subishi's underbelly of important parts incase I find it necessary to go offroading. Maybe in highschool folks, but I do have a toddler now, hello, I am so beyond that:) So, I talk to my insurance friend (by the way, we have already spoken this week.... Matt wrecked our other car 2 days ago, God bless him, it was a freak accident), she tells me the number for what she says is the biggest and prettiest ad from the yellow pages for Allied Towing (highly recommend them by the way). My tow truck buddy comes along and guess what? He gets stuck in the mud on the shoulder. Apparently Broken Arrow, OK got a lot of snow the other day when the rest of the world did not. Seriously? Seriously. So, my tow truck buddy now needs a tow truck. For real guys. So, he gets a tow, then I get my tow and we go to see Richard.  After I flash my charming smile, he says he can fix it really cheap (b/c Lord knows I cringe to think about putting more money into the *%$#subishi). Turns out my homie Richard did it for free and in record time, apparently all of the 4 bolts holding this very necessary part fell off. All at the same time. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus for making my first big vacation be tomorrow after this crazy week! Portland, Oregon, look out, I am bringing my bad luck to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-8357342536101535583?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/8357342536101535583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=8357342536101535583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/8357342536101535583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/8357342536101535583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/subishi-not-mitsubishi.html' title='The *%$#subishi'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-7318901580297413697</id><published>2008-03-02T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T14:49:40.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks of Silence.....</title><content type='html'>Well, almost. I have had laryngitis following the flu for 3 weeks now. What the *&amp;amp;^% is that about? As someone who loves to talk, I can see how it may be hard to "rest your voice". Either way it is kinda sexy to have a raspy voice and I take some nice cough syrup with codiene at night. I am hoping to emerge from this with an American Idol worthy singing voice, but don't hold your breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sorry its been so long. I started a new job, Sophie is starting a new school and I traveled to NC for the first trip away from my baby in her whole life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-7318901580297413697?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7318901580297413697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=7318901580297413697' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/7318901580297413697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/7318901580297413697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/03/3-weeks-of-silence.html' title='3 Weeks of Silence.....'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-7966261990356645285</id><published>2008-02-29T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T23:09:37.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bizarre world of North Carolina....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R8-YqQPSx9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z1cHiJI9bhk/s1600-h/northcarolinapines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174522348553029586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R8-YqQPSx9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z1cHiJI9bhk/s320/northcarolinapines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Chapel Hill, Raleigh and Durham, NC a few weeks ago. I thought it was okay, weather was nice, saw an old friend, met some new........ There is a really bizarro thing about the trees they have there. When the wind blows, they all sway A LOT and it looks like they will fall over! Freaky Friday! I didn't like it. As I looked up in the midst of a forest of trees at Duke University gardens, it seemed like a form of vertigo and they were all going to fall on me. Not a huge fan of the pine tree family it seems. I did eat something interesting and "Yummo" if I am quoting Rachel Ray..... shrimp and grits. Who would have known?!?!? People are nice there, the scenery is nice, but I was so ready to go home to see Sophie. It was my first trip away from here, well and I missed Matt of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Happy Leap Year:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-7966261990356645285?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/7966261990356645285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=7966261990356645285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/7966261990356645285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/7966261990356645285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/02/bizarre-world-of-north-carolina.html' title='The bizarre world of North Carolina....'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J2oVcj-AV20/R8-YqQPSx9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Z1cHiJI9bhk/s72-c/northcarolinapines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8449330129604756890.post-149997689285661584</id><published>2008-01-31T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T11:55:08.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So, I finally started a blog! It was my New Year's resolution, so the way I figure it, this is the last day of January, so close enough! Today won't be that exciting. I didn't sleep well last night, its snowed about 4 inches and I am doing the most boring data entry project today. Even after 2 Diet Cokes and 3 espresso shots in my caramel macchiato, I am still a zombie..... So, more later, but look out www! Here comes the adventures of Emily and the rest of the Dunaway Clan!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8449330129604756890-149997689285661584?l=thedunawayclan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/feeds/149997689285661584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8449330129604756890&amp;postID=149997689285661584' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/149997689285661584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8449330129604756890/posts/default/149997689285661584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedunawayclan.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally.html' title='FINALLY!!!!!'/><author><name>Dunaway... like Runaway, with a "D"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
