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How 'bout them apples?
 Just take a second to think about the name of the city where Washington State just went down. That's right baby! Now go Orangemen!
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Mail Call
 This showed up from Susan G. Komen today - wanted to share:

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May we see your photos please?


*the cameras of course (please note: Todd's favorite shot of him was sans-flash. I, and the Canon, really do take better quality pictures than that!)
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Two safeties in one game!
 Can you see me smiling? It's not just the alcohol!

UPDATE: After a final score of 60-15, the Sooners have captured the Big XII South and will play Colorodo on December 7th in Houston for the Big XII Championship. BOOMER SOONER!
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Thaaaat's right, 'cuz it's my birthday...
 ...my buh-buh-buh birthday! Well not techinically, but we're making today the alternate-birthday since my bitch-ass will be in the kitchen makin' Todd some pie most of my real birthday and I'm taking today off. (For those who've forgotten, you'll sit down to give thanks for me being born 30 years ago this Turkey Day.)

My presents from my mommy showed up today, so I got to open hers -- Todd's -- and the other ones that have arrived 'til now. The main prezzie from my mom was a brand spankin' new pair of OU shoes! She also got us OU stadium seat cushions, cool stone coasters, and an OU chip-clip magnet. After calling her with the "thank yoooooou!" squeals, I opened up these from Kymberlie (calendar) and Jen (two books). I'm talkin' 'bout bad, bad girls -- I love those things! And I still wasn't done, because Lynn and Michael sent me the Betty Crocker Cooky Book and Solonor sent me "Top Secret" on DVD!

Then last but certainly not least, it was time for my prezzies from Todd. First, I about passed out when I opened up my very own Lomo camera! I have wanted one of these for-freakin'-ever, and can't wait to head to Disney next weekend to play with the neon lights at Downtown! But he wasn't done there. Oh no. The photos shown in my blog from now on? They will be taken with this. Oh yeah, that baby is so mine now! I can't freakin' believe it...

Hell, at this rate, I'm almost ready to bring on 40...happy (almost) birthday to me! Thanks to everyone for literally making this the very best birthday ev-ah!
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I guess you turn yellow and blue when you CHOKE


At least the Sooners beat our big rival this season and last...

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You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here
 A quick reminder that in just over 24 hours, voting for the 2002 Dress Contest will be over! If you haven't voted yet, you'd best get to it...
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Brother can you spare a dime?
 Another blogger cause to bring to your attentions -- Pizza for IDF being spear-headed by Michele and Tanya. For more information, visit Michele's site.
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I count your eyelashes, secretly
 Normally I don't share our private, mushy notes to each other -- but here's one I recently got from my husband when he was at work, and I want it saved for all-time. As the 30th birthday countdown continues to tick off at a rapid pace, it's nice to remember the good things about life. I feel...very loved and secure right now. I can more than handle getting older as such.


"Can we start the day over? To the part where I'm kissing you goodbye, and you don't wake up really, but your cute little nose scrunches up and you kind of brush at your face like a bug is buzzing you? To the part where all I want to do is crawl right back into bed next to you when I smell you. To the part where I reach out at night to feel if you are still there, and gently rub your back or your tummy, just because it makes me feel good to know that you are close. Can we start over there? 'Cause here isn't where I want to be. I love you."


Amen it's finally the weekend and snuggle time. For some reason, it just couldn't get here fast enough this week!
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Ewww, he's got cooties!
 This week's hectic events have left me a little behind on my blog-reads...but Mike needs to be famous...and fast. Help 'im out, won't you?
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The nose always knows
 "What's that stuff?: New car smell" explains why that sensation is seductive, and addictive. Yeah, baby. More, more more!
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I need you tonight...'cuz I'm not sleeping


Words cannot express how upset I get at times knowing Michael Hutchence's voice will never be heard again. I vary between angry and sad and angry all over again. But no... The world is stuck with fucking Bob Geldoff instead.

What I wouldn't give to hear just one new more song...
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New car smell
 Nine new photos are up of our brand spankin' new auto-mo-bile!
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Angels watching over me
 My friend Lynn in Texas (who also celebrated a birthday recently, btw) just pointed me towards Hallmark's ornament collection for this year. They're selling a new one called Angel of Comfort. "Two dollars from the sale of this ornament will be donated to the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation to support breast cancer research, education, screening, and treatment programs." So if you didn't get a chance to donate to the cause, here's your chance. (And don't forget about the Breast Cancer Research stamps as well!)
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(Almost) 30-something
 And in recent birthday related news...


There is a young blogger named Robyn,
Who, approaching 30, was sobbin',
"In just a few days,
I'll be in a daze,
'Cause 30 is old and has-been!"

To this sassy young blogger I state,
Some advice that's at best third-rate,
"You're as young as you feel,
So what is the big deal?
It's just one more calendar date!"
-Bill Hilton


As if that wasn't awesome enough to put a big-ass grin on my face, this showed up right as we were walking out the do' tonight from Stacy and Dan -- and inside was all this stuff. And there's still a full week 'til my birthday. Maybe 30 won't be so bad after all? Thanks for the poem Bill -- and thank you Stacy and Dan for all the cool goodies! I love 'em!
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Easy come, easy go...
 My final accounting report:



Thanks again to everyone who helped make this such a success!
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Guess what I got!
 This...isn't ours...






But tomorrow at 5 o'clock-ish, this one will be:



Ours is still in a locked warehouse in shrinkwrap so we can't pick it up 'til tomorrow, but they sent us home in an identical one in blue 'til then.

Yeah. I'd say I did pretty good on the birthday present this year. You? Buh-bye Explorer -- hello Jetta! My very first sunroof ever. I am in love.
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Fake it thru the day w/ some help from Johnny Walker Red
 Ok, I can't speak for Mozilla users, but the following is a screen capture from Netscape 4.7 showing that my comments now have scrolling sidebars. I have tried about 50 versions of javascript now, so if this doesn't work, PayPal me so I can buy more Goldschlagger and I'll try again later, mmmk? 'Til then...deal with it! And don't say I never did nuthin' for ya' either...
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Hey Mozilla users!
 Christine sent me a fix someone gave her recently to try and correct this. Is it working? I purposely don't -- and won't -- use Mozilla, so I have no way of testing it myself. Thanks!
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Why yes, yes I do!
 Look what Chris made just for me the other night! That's not an image, btw. He made it with VML. You can see more here at his blog... That's almost as good as the red shirt on air!


Robyn Rules!


If you can't see it, check the comments. I did a screen cap for ya'.
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Stepping up to the virtual blackboard
 Remember this entry yesterday? Well today my mother got me. She got me good -- and just a day later. Even with my guard up I fell for it hook, line and sink-ah. Because on this one, she claimed it was a friend who sent it to her. And in the e-mail, it was people they went to church with. The baby was in Texas. My mom's in Oklahoma. It seemed believable. But after asking a few friends on a private message board to pray (who also passed it along to their friends to pray), I decided a few hours later that perhaps I should look the story up.

And you guessed it. Although the story was true, it was in no way even remotely connected to my mother. Not to mention, the events took place in either late April or May of 2001. How do you officially ground your mother from her e-mail program? Now if you'll please excuse me, I need to grab some chalk and write...


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I guess my first clue should have been that my mom was friends with someone who was friends with the girl who was warned by her Middle Eastern boyfriend to not go into shopping malls on Halloween last year, huh? Sigh. I love you mom, but it's time for an "E-mail 101" intervention. Unless of course you want to send me more boy pics!
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Conserve water - shower with a friend!
 I declare the 30th Birthday Celebrations open! The first rule of Robyn Club is don't send me a present if you don't expect me to rip into it the second it gets here (unless, of course, you live with me and can withhold certain life necessities if I do). After Todd peeked first and then gave me the green-light to open a monster-sized package from drugstore.com, I dug in and found this and this from Susan and Jason.

If you've never smelled philosophy body washes, you are really missing out! I first heard about the brand on one of Oprah's Christmas gift specials in '98, and have been addicted ever since! For the "baked goods" cookbook line, they even give you a recipe on the bottle for each item. Thank yoooooooou so much S&J!
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I'd rate it an 8, but you can't dance to it
 I'm doing a l'il virtual housecleaning, so if you donated to the boobie campaign and would like one of the wallpapers from it, e-mail me with the (one) selection you'd like from the (eight) choices below. Since I don't have any wallpaper choices from the boys, I included a little something my mom sent me to make up for it (click pop-ups for larger image). Bon appétit!


All wallpaper choices shown below are 1024 x 768 in size


Number 1

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And don't forget the other free "thank you" selection here!




Last but certainly not least...



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Scratches his head and does his best James Dean
 You've gotta love it when a photo of your husband can make you as weak-knee'ed as some of the photos here. Look at those eyes. I get to gaze into them every single day. *swoon*
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Work! Turn to the left!

Wha'sappening homies? Just hangin' around soakin' up the sun...

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The elephant man and the Plastic Ono Band
 The story of Michael Jackson's face just keeps getting more and more strange by the minute... Here's your first warning. If your plastic surgeon has been credited for doing the cosmetic work on Joan Rivers, Dolly Parton, Tony Curtis and Phyllis Diller -- that is your first clue. You turn-heel on your Hush Puppies and you RUN. But now apparently his former surgeon is also endorsing FISTing:

"Steven Hoefflin...is now practicing a rather unorthodox treatment to get patients out of comas. The Family Intensive Stimulation Therapy (F.I.S.T.) calls for, among other things, putting clothespins on the patients' fingertips. 'I have recently been successful in waking up patients from a coma and reversing paralysis,' Hoefflin writes in literature that is sent to potential patients. 'I believe, and have early data to suggest, that this technique may also help with Alzheimer’s disease.'"

Can't a few spare bombs destined for Iraq 'accidentally' fall on certain sections of LA instead? It may not kill all of them, but the heat might help them melt into a pile of self-obsessed plastic goo that we could then shape into radioactive waste containers.
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I really do believe in you - let's see if you believe in me
 Why hasn't anyone invented a holiday like the birthday -- where you only get presents and you don't have to buy them? I guess I should just be thankful I was cursed with a Thanksgiving birthday and not a Christmas one...
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Leavin' on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again
 Oh yeah, mom...about us thinking we won't be able to fly home for Christmas, well...I'm kinda sticking to that plan now. Yipes. And somewhat related. Did you ever notice that Oklahoma City's two airports (Will Rogers World Airport and Wiley Post Airport) were both named after men that died in plane crashes?
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I wanna dip my balls in it!
 WARNING: Reading this article will cause your web browser to inexplicably surf here. Lock up your credit cards and run. Now.
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In the immortal words of Socrates: "I drank what?"
 Aye carumba, today yesterday was hell. Back to, "Oh yeah...a life...that's what that was..." Well, if you consider "life" pulling a 14-hour work day on two website designs, I should say. I also had 42 e-mails in a folder from the boobie-thon days titled "answer these NOW beeyatch". And today, I did. I need a drink. Is it considered pathetic to drink alone at 2:48 a.m. on a Tuesday morning?

But a quick check of my stats led me to here, which led me to here, which led me to this. I'm ashamed to say that I hadn't read Quinn's site until this evening -- but that stops now. Thank you! It's seriously one of the first things I've read in support of all we've done not written by a friend who had to be nice to me and say those things (or they knew I'd revoke their hot tub privileges).

And can I please take a second to tell you Northerners to keep that cold-crap up there where it belongs? I like fall. Say it with me...faaaaaall la la la la, la la la la. It's 41° outside right now, and with a slight breeze coming off of the Gulf, it's frickin' freezing in here. We're wussies. Even the pets are grumpy. So we turned on the heat. We're sleeping under a down comforter tonight. You wanna make somethin' of it?

I lived in Philadelphia during the Blizzard of '96. We had 72" of snow in NE Philly that winter between October and March. I dug my Dodge Neon out of a 7-foot snowdrift with my hands to get to work. I am in Florida now for a reason. If I can see my breath, the weather should not be here. There's a cool meteor shower going on outside supposedly, and I don't want to dig out my thermals to watch it.

Oh well. We could all join the MSNBC.com gossip pages and make a blogger-pool on how long Jenn and Ben will stay married. My money is on 18-24 months. Because even if they aren't even in the same house after two weeks, I don't think she'll want to admit to the world that she failed again. Or, I could be wrong. Perhaps she just enjoys the decorations bought at Tiffany?
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Disney will never be the same
 Yippee! We just got a mini blog-meetup scheduled for Thanksgiving weekend over at Disney. We're dining on Friday, Nov. 29th at the Rainforest Cafe with Jason, Stacy and Dan (and their two kids), Andrea, Yvonne, Statia, Solonor and Mrs. Solonor (and their two kids) -- and of course Todd and me. It's a Festivus miracle! I wanna go nooooooow...

And somewhat related by food topic, this place just opened in Tampa by the International Mall. The menu item names are seriously cracking me up. I'd like a ½-dozen "Fun Bobby margaritas", please.
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It's beginning to look a lot like...
 E! has put together a "holiday movie guide" of all the flicks set to release in the next few weeks. I didn't realize John Cusack had a new one coming out!
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Hooray for boobies!
 Donation made -- total $1251.00 -- by Todd and Robyn Pollman! I just called Susan G. Komen and "Jenny" took my donation over the phone (at approximately 3 p.m. on Monday, November 18th). They said it can take up to 48 hours for the credit card charge to go through, so I will do a screen-capture of our PayPal acct. when the transaction shows up there. If you'd like to double-check and make sure the money went where we say it did, you can contact Kelly Puritz (1-800-462-9273, direct line 972-855-1630). She will handle all inquiries. But everything is done on my end now... Thanks again everyone, for everything!
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The world is ending
 Not only did we see the first Harry Potter movie at Dan and Stacy's Saturday night (we'd both somehow managed to avoid the books and both movies 'til now) -- but my mom also just sent me an "urban legend" that came up as true on Snopes. Since she started her Air Force job, she sends me at least one of these a week from the people at work, and has done so for months now. This is the first ever that I've been able to send her a "true" result on (yes, she believes almost every. single. one of them. sigh.) -- so I seriously expect the world to end any moment now.

Is it wrong I'm still frightened that the people who defend my country truly think coughing can replace CPR when alone during a heart attack?
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I think I'm turning Japanese - I really think so
 Saturday night we dined on Japanese food and sushi (well, Todd and Stacy dined on the sushi while Dan and I thumbed our noses at it) -- but something tells me they took us to the wrong type of restaurant. All we had was a Grand Mastah OG wannabe as our chef at Shogun. (News link snagged from "Not Me".)
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Gonna dress you up in my love
 By the way, in case you've wondered what the super-secret hush-hush Newlywed Ring member ballot looks like in the annual Dress Contest, here's a "sample ballot" for the final round of voting. Please note voting is disabled. It's for pretty's sake. The public can vote here instead.
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Can I cash my karma points in now please?
 Man do I fear this kid! All I have to say is thank God they're coming into OUr house next week... This has just been one of those football seasons where you throw your hands up and accept to expect the unexpected.

Now this week, I'd like to give my props to Ohio State. They've made a believer out of me. I had my doubts this season, but I really think they're for real after watching that game against Illinois. (See here and here for more on this tongue-in-cheek analysis.) This is the only time of the year you will hear me say this, but go Wolverines!

Still hoping against hope we'll be eating nachos for New Year's...
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Donations closed!
 The donations for this year are officially closed so I can pay Susan G. Komen when I get back up again tomorrow. I also donated the last few cents to round it up to an even number -- so the grand total of tomorrow's donation will be $1251.00! Of course I'll post an entry-update when the donation has been made for those who wish to check up on it. In the spot of the donation site where I previously took PayPal transactions, I now have a link to the Susan G. Komen donations page instead.

Now here's how blonde I am... I never gave it a second thought that my PayPal account is a "premier account". Until I checked my balance last night that is to see what was "my" money vs. Susan G. Komen's money. Then it dawned on me that I was charged by PayPal for every single donation made (standard rate of 2.9% + $.30 per transaction). Meaning I'm out roughly an additional $64.47 out of pocket to bring the amount PayPal gave me up even with what was actually donated. Now when you're on one income with the holidays fast-approaching, that's a big chunk o' change. And I'm not listing that as a "donation" because I don't want to then turn around and take it away again from the total raised for Komen. I'm just going to eat the cost out of my own additional funds as a labor of love. So if anyone has a problem with what I've done over the last few weeks, I suggest you take it up with my accountant. I'm pretty sure her reply will be "bite me".

Thanks again to everyone who has linked, sent notes of support, submitted photographs, and donated! God bless us everyone...
-Robyn
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Office space
 Todd moved offices this year, and until he took this new series of photographs earlier this week, I had never seen his new workspace. Shutterblog now has his photo essay -- "a day in his life" (21 images total).
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One, two, three, four, five...
 The Dress Contest 2002 Finalist edition of the Public Poll is open! Please go vote! (All 22 entries for 2002 are listed here.) And if you'd like to see the public poll choices in the last voting round, you can do so here. Stay tuned -- this year's winner will be announced on November 24th!
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You say it's your birthday
 Happy birthday, Stacy! May your heart get all it desires...and then some!



Love,
-Robyn and Todd
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