<?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-2949163778392661886</id><updated>2012-02-19T09:46:49.241-08:00</updated><category term='saving dough'/><title type='text'>brokebitch (future richbitch)</title><subtitle type='html'>a brokebitch on my way to being a richbitch</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-2425896356545507433</id><published>2012-02-19T09:39:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-19T09:46:49.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday "Chanukah"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qW-sc_OXnJk/T0E1Cq03RCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/94DkbucVTpg/s1600/birthday%2Bchanakah%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710904122454524962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qW-sc_OXnJk/T0E1Cq03RCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/94DkbucVTpg/s200/birthday%2Bchanakah%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haeeGWGWzqI/T0E0Z--oxpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/oEdJkg_Xrps/s1600/birthdaychanukah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5710903423489590930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haeeGWGWzqI/T0E0Z--oxpI/AAAAAAAAAHg/oEdJkg_Xrps/s200/birthdaychanukah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make your Birthday your bitch...for the brokebitch. ;) As a brokebitch leader I find it my responsiblility to find FREEBIES...your birthday is the one day you get all year that belongs to you! So, I've found this website &lt;a href="http://www.freebirthdaymeals.org/"&gt;http://www.freebirthdaymeals.org/&lt;/a&gt; and you can find free meals for a week, which I now refer to as "Birthday Chanukah" (you don't have to be jewish)lol. Day one: Moe's Southwest grill. yumo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MM,brokebitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-2425896356545507433?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/2425896356545507433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2012/02/birthday-chanukah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2425896356545507433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2425896356545507433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2012/02/birthday-chanukah.html' title='Birthday &quot;Chanukah&quot;'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qW-sc_OXnJk/T0E1Cq03RCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/94DkbucVTpg/s72-c/birthday%2Bchanakah%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-5625608134454396188</id><published>2011-12-16T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T17:30:03.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1RTfU67HbOU?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-5625608134454396188?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5625608134454396188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/12/brokebitch-picnic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5625608134454396188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5625608134454396188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/12/brokebitch-picnic.html' title='brokebitch picnic'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1RTfU67HbOU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-2196939654317521740</id><published>2011-11-30T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T17:57:43.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #244 pay it forward without money...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jfKDgw9KlwA/TtbeXnZ56aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/IYlAUrFHTKo/s1600/volunteer.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680972477270452642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jfKDgw9KlwA/TtbeXnZ56aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/IYlAUrFHTKo/s200/volunteer.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can pay someone without money! I sometimes find it hard to get motivated when my bank account doesn't reflect my true value. So to snap out of it, I'm using what I have, my talent! I'm donating my time right now to help Speech team member at East Chapel Hill High School develop his "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" into a winning piece. It doesn't pay. However, gratitude and success pay in confidence for this brokebitch. Confidence is the key to money in the bank. I guess, Sometimes you can pay for something that doesn't cost a thing. Next weekend I'll work with &lt;a href="http://www.changethetriangle.org/"&gt;www.changethetriangle.org&lt;/a&gt; and you can too. You never know how good it will make you and someoneelse feel for FREE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;~MM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-2196939654317521740?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/2196939654317521740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/11/brokebitch-scenerio-244-pay-it-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2196939654317521740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2196939654317521740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/11/brokebitch-scenerio-244-pay-it-forward.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #244 pay it forward without money...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jfKDgw9KlwA/TtbeXnZ56aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/IYlAUrFHTKo/s72-c/volunteer.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-5751365139806162873</id><published>2011-11-02T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:57:03.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #88 I am brokebitch hear me roar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mcC_vlTDTA/TrGOnls2adI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6S8PXEALRZ8/s1600/kimk.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mcC_vlTDTA/TrGOnls2adI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6S8PXEALRZ8/s1600/kimk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 253px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670470216622434770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mcC_vlTDTA/TrGOnls2adI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6S8PXEALRZ8/s200/kimk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hmfWEZQOZg/TrGN8cdc8DI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NbwJQgofuZI/s1600/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670469475407556658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2hmfWEZQOZg/TrGN8cdc8DI/AAAAAAAAAGk/NbwJQgofuZI/s200/food.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm positive without having Kim &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kardashian&lt;/span&gt; in my contacts she made her divorce filing on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; to hit up a slow news day and get the most attention. I'm also impressed with her ability to be the most googled reality star and using the best of her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ASSets&lt;/span&gt; ;) You can too. Speak up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brokebitch&lt;/span&gt; but not forever. I'm not gonna let my pride stand in the way of telling the truth! I'm a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brokebitch&lt;/span&gt; and sometimes that can be funny and sometimes it can be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;heart wrenching&lt;/span&gt;. It's what part of the truth you share that's the secret. Being a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brokebitch&lt;/span&gt; can create conversation like when &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I get &lt;/span&gt;a free drink at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; and take "a few" napkins for home. People come over and feel like they are really at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; as they sip from my recycled cup while using my official &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Starbucks&lt;/span&gt; napkins! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brokebitch&lt;/span&gt; can be winning at times. I talk about it openly because it amazes me how I survive on what little I have right now. I don't speak about it to get things. However, I was talking with my boss about getting a lovely text from Bank Of America telling me I had $11 in my account and he was worried about me. Little did he know that was the 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; notification in a week, I think Bank of America has a crush on Mandi or maybe they're pissed I'm not giving them any money. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. I like to think they have a crush. Anyway, my boss was really concerned I wouldn't have food so he hands me a certificate to a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt;! So I went to the fancy shmancy pub and ate the whole $25 all by myself in three meals!(see above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've embraced being a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brokebitch&lt;/span&gt; but remember I won't be one for long cause I'm huge in Japan! Seriously use your mouth to express that you want whether it be a raise, want that guy who keeps awkwardly staring at your boobies or that you are a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brokebitch&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-5751365139806162873?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5751365139806162873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/11/brokebitch-scenerio-88-i-am-brokebitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5751365139806162873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5751365139806162873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/11/brokebitch-scenerio-88-i-am-brokebitch.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #88 I am brokebitch hear me roar'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mcC_vlTDTA/TrGOnls2adI/AAAAAAAAAGw/6S8PXEALRZ8/s72-c/kimk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-7780846785756540645</id><published>2011-10-28T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T10:17:51.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio#66: Hawaiian firefighter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fW-OOu359XM/TqrjXOo7v2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/37AViwtLj00/s1600/ff%2Bhawaiin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668593069205471074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fW-OOu359XM/TqrjXOo7v2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/37AViwtLj00/s320/ff%2Bhawaiin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so at the goodwill I found my brokebitch halloween costume: hawaiian firefighter =$5 and original ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo MM&lt;br /&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/2949163778392661886-7780846785756540645?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7780846785756540645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/10/brokebitch-scenerio66-hawaiian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7780846785756540645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7780846785756540645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/10/brokebitch-scenerio66-hawaiian.html' title='brokebitch scenerio#66: Hawaiian firefighter'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fW-OOu359XM/TqrjXOo7v2I/AAAAAAAAAGY/37AViwtLj00/s72-c/ff%2Bhawaiin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-2805171362861131809</id><published>2011-10-18T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T16:31:59.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch scenerio#867: strawberry bubble gum, matt nathanson and caterpillars</title><content type='html'>G105 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LPD&lt;/span&gt; party star Matt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nathanson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQFvyNkV7t8/Tp4LTOLI6UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/xIypbt8S--o/s1600/matt%2Bnathanson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 226px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664977806128900418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQFvyNkV7t8/Tp4LTOLI6UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/xIypbt8S--o/s320/matt%2Bnathanson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny, I'll walk into any clinic and get my neck cut open but when it comes to my hair, um you must have a doctorate in hair cutting, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. So, when I say funny I really mean scary! ha drunk pause. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. anyway. ..;) So I got a free brow wax today from my girl Brandi &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Biggs&lt;/span&gt; at Atomic Salon! Ya wanna know how this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brokebitch&lt;/span&gt; pulled that one? You should of seen the caterpillar on my face, she took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pity&lt;/span&gt;! j/k but kinda not. I take her business cards EVERYWHERE with me. So when people say I love the purple streak in your hair, oh here's a card and tell her I sent you! I've got good hair so I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;capitalize&lt;/span&gt; on it. So she gives me a discount or a free service to thank me for the business. It's really a win win, she's a fabulous hair stylist and deserves credit and I need my hair did on a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;brokebitch&lt;/span&gt; budget. Having a "face for radio" is so old school, I've got keep up on my hair style and look good for events but at the same time don't have a sugar daddy to pay my hairstylist &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rock star&lt;/span&gt;! I'm my own sugar mama...which is great because I've got a really good relationship with myself. ;0) Now I can have a martini at the G105 little pink dress party this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; and Matt &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nathanson&lt;/span&gt; won't stare at my caterpillar on my face, he might actually be looking at my eyes instead. ;) I'll definitely be chewing his favorite strawberry bubble gum(from his song "faster") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-2805171362861131809?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/2805171362861131809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/10/brokebitch-scenerio867-getting-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2805171362861131809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2805171362861131809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/10/brokebitch-scenerio867-getting-your.html' title='Brokebitch scenerio#867: strawberry bubble gum, matt nathanson and caterpillars'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IQFvyNkV7t8/Tp4LTOLI6UI/AAAAAAAAAGE/xIypbt8S--o/s72-c/matt%2Bnathanson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-7130073122424927300</id><published>2011-10-12T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T17:51:03.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #657: cowboy surgeon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jTi3t-IBisA/TpY1fXc1GLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bSGkNGeOuRI/s1600/CIMG1285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662772394452129970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jTi3t-IBisA/TpY1fXc1GLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bSGkNGeOuRI/s320/CIMG1285.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I had a large Cyst(you can see in pic with my friend Jim) on the right side of my neck for the past two years. I had one in the same spot 6 years ago and had it removed by a doctor in my small town in Indiana. Two months ago, a doctor in Raleigh refused to remove it and wanted me to see a specialist! What?! um brokebitch is not going to a specialist. So while in my small hometown I dropped into the walk in clinic to see if he had time to cut me open. Yep impulse buy. Some people choose to buy a new shirt at the last minute but not this girl, it was surgery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;banjos begin to play...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was led back to the back room with my doctor who was wearing cowboy boots, khakis and a plaid shirt. Yep my very own cowboy surgeon. Was it alarming that there was a microwave in the room, absolutely not. A cowboy surgeon has got to cook up his lean cuisine too. Of course I'm kidding about the microwave but there was a random printer to the left as if I were in the storage room. As I lay back on the table of hay I wondered if I should reconsider my Dr. Cowboy? Oh no, to be in and out for only $160, this brokebitch was staying. Although I'm kidding about the hay I'm not kidding about the cowboy boots, I think they were scuffed up too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So four shots in my neck later I was numb and ready to be cut open. I didn't feel a thing so thought Dr. cowboy was doing well. Don't worry I quizzed him about why he thought the cyst was not the other C word. He said it wasn't infected(green) nor an irregular shape so I felt confident. He stiched me up and his 7 year old daughter assisted by bandaging up my neck. I'm kidding, they didn't bandage me up. Of course, there was a nurse and she cleaned the area and did her nurse-ly duties. I left with his instruction to keep it dry, cleaned and apply neosporian to take care of the wound. One week later it looks great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a relief to know that I'm healthy and the eye sore is gone too plus it makes for a great brokebitch blog ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo Mandi&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/2949163778392661886-7130073122424927300?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7130073122424927300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/10/brokebitch-scenerio-657-cowboy-surgeon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7130073122424927300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7130073122424927300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/10/brokebitch-scenerio-657-cowboy-surgeon.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #657: cowboy surgeon'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jTi3t-IBisA/TpY1fXc1GLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bSGkNGeOuRI/s72-c/CIMG1285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-3410841541165137513</id><published>2011-10-10T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T11:19:28.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch scenerio #1012 the XFACTOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tHZ3oA1RQMk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friend Mary Cifers husband Tim Cifers is in the top 32 of Xfactor! My heart swelled when I saw him perform brilliantly last week on Xfactor qualifying him for the top 32 spot. I posted his video everywhere I thought would help him be famous. why? Not only do I believe in his talent but I believe in dreams. Dreaming makes me believe in the everyday. I wish there was an xfactor talent show for my talent. I know you have a talent too. We all do. Whether it's being a mom, a makeup artist or a teacher, we all have a talent. We can all be a ritchbitch if we put our talent out there for people to see or hear! My friend Rebecca is a teacher on a very low salary but tutors on the side to gain extra dollars! So what could you be doing to make extra mulah? Think outside the box and make it happen. Today I put my voice on elance to grab extra voice jobs. My friend at Bobs-web.com made my web page with my latest demos at www.mandimichaels.com. YOU've got put yourself out there on every avenue possible. At first I thought, I don't want people to think I have an ego by having a webpage all about me. However when people ask what are you selling on your website, I say ME! We all need to sell ourself cause we are pretty fabulous!Cheers to celebrating your talent!xoxoMM&lt;a href="http://http//youtu.be/tHZ3oA1RQMk"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-3410841541165137513?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/3410841541165137513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/10/group-2-bootcamp-episode-2-x-factor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3410841541165137513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3410841541165137513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/10/group-2-bootcamp-episode-2-x-factor.html' title='Brokebitch scenerio #1012 the XFACTOR'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tHZ3oA1RQMk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-3981063336313138874</id><published>2011-08-31T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T18:23:11.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch: WWBD:what would britney do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvxAKZH1e3g/Tl7c-Y2gtAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JLxf81i5bws/s1600/britney-spears-umbrella-attack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvxAKZH1e3g/Tl7c-Y2gtAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JLxf81i5bws/s320/britney-spears-umbrella-attack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647193947150267394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I watched Britney perform last week and thought it was pretty cool she overcame so much and still rocks a stage.  I heart Britney and will now ask myself in minor crisis WWBD, what would britney do? when....In THREE weeks I will be stepping outside my work bubble and going on vacation, oh but wait, I have only two vacay days left!  What the hell, who did that math?Brokebitches need a break from their multiple jobs or brokebitches will be crazybrokebitches.  So I thought wwbd, what would Britney do? Do I pull a britney and shave my head while grabbing an umbrella on my way to HR and demand more days!? I then decided the new Britney would think rationally and accept responsibility for a mistake.  So, Hmmmmmmmm...Ok I'll accept responsibility to which I hope noone sends me a bill for that too! I refuse to accept no vacation.  So it's a freecation, free of any money to pay my bills.  So I looked at boss #1 and said may I pick up an extra shift if I stay under 40?  She said yes and Ironically it's labor day, story of my brokebitchdom right!? lol  Then boss #2 text me with an opportunity to fill in on nights at the station! SCORE!  So, I'm waiting for person #3 with my windfall to pop up  because things come in threes right?! ;) Britney can bring you comfort too.  When in a stressful situation remember you could have been the one who shaved your hair off and have really big ears, not pretty.  Just breathe and remember you can  find a way to fix your problem too!  I heart Britney ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-3981063336313138874?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/3981063336313138874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/08/brokebitch-wwbdwhat-would-britney-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3981063336313138874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3981063336313138874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/08/brokebitch-wwbdwhat-would-britney-do.html' title='brokebitch: WWBD:what would britney do?'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvxAKZH1e3g/Tl7c-Y2gtAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JLxf81i5bws/s72-c/britney-spears-umbrella-attack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-2932046036172648633</id><published>2011-07-17T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T19:37:10.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #501: broke-beach ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Se28roIYEL0/TiOcUUgTqUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GQJKVgS7Qs4/s1600/mmbeachy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Se28roIYEL0/TiOcUUgTqUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GQJKVgS7Qs4/s320/mmbeachy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630515832058784066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs a break even brokebitches.  I worked extra hours on 4th of July to get the money to split a cheap hotel on the beach with friends.   It's amazing the clarity I had while breathing in the seabreeze and hearing the calm waters roll in to the shore of Carolina Beach.  Sometimes stepping outside your bubble can put you staring at your bubble and figuring out what works and what does'nt work.  Being broke-beachy for a weekend felt amazing.   I read The Secret again by Rhonda byrne and was reminded of what I need to be doing in my life. My thoughts were trapped in the negative prison of my everyday struggles.  As I was changing my thoughts to equal the things I wanted, I realized I wasn't doing the things needed to make those thoughts come true.  You should phrase sentences like you've already reached your dreams.  For instance, reaching my goal weight of  135 pounds is so important to me.  However changing my thoughts to "I feel great at 135 pounds" and Picturing myself at 135 pounds isn't enough.  My actions need to match my thoughts.  I need to go to the gym and do it consistantly 3 times a week.  I need to eat healthy. I need to regularly attend my Weight Watcher's meeting! For me, being on the cover of Weight Watcher's Magazine would be as successful as graduating from Ball State University.  I will grace the Weight Watcher's magazine.  Maybe I'll focus on this for the next 30 days and move onto another area of my life.  It's one step at a time.  Otherwise I throw my hands up in the air and eat a pint of ice cream!  Frankly, it's very hard to eat a pint of ice cream when my hands are in the air so I'd rather not do this. ;)   I'm changing the name of my blog because I'm going through this brokebitchdom to get to richbitchdom.   I need to change the title to read brokebitch to richbitch.   ;)  It's like Henry Ford said "if you think you can't you can't"  I think I can and I can!  Dreaming as a broke-beach this weekend makes me believe in my everyday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Mandi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-2932046036172648633?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/2932046036172648633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/07/brokebitch-scenerio-501-broke-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2932046036172648633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2932046036172648633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/07/brokebitch-scenerio-501-broke-beach.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #501: broke-beach ;)'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Se28roIYEL0/TiOcUUgTqUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GQJKVgS7Qs4/s72-c/mmbeachy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-7625123655351619172</id><published>2011-06-12T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:36:12.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #22888 land of the free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJtETJqa98U/TfV3lrrfzuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/m-Uo-gVH2Ak/s1600/mmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJtETJqa98U/TfV3lrrfzuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/m-Uo-gVH2Ak/s320/mmm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617527599478591202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I realized in the cosmetics biz, foreign clients who insist on getting a "free gift" any time of the year regardless if we have one going on, misunderstand the United States being the "land of the free".   They think they get free things when they come here.  I guess they are free to think that and they may be on to something! You'd be surprised how many free items you'd get if you asked!  The cosmetics business for one always has samples of something. The gym industry is another place you can negotiate.  I recently went to Gold's Gym and talked them down a little in price but in the end they wanted more than I had to give.  So I moved on to another gym and am getting $10 a month at Planet Fitness.  Your phone bill is negotiable as well.  My verizon bill was over $200 one month and I realized I went over my minutes for the first time in two years.  So I called and asked if they could cover the $80 as a courtesy.  They said no.  Not so fast, I'm a brokebitch I gotta get this done!  I then asked to speak to a manager.  She refused so I said goodbye. I then called back and spoke to another agent.  I then asked the new agent for a manager to cover that portion of my bill as a courtesy for being a loyal customer.  The manager stalled but ended up negotiating, paying 50% of the overage fee.  Another opportunity is oil changes.  I saved over $10 on an oil change and tire rotation at Midas with a coupon on the back of my grocery bill.  So be aware of those coupons!  When I wrecked my car I took it to a local shop, Foster's collision and when I was gonna pick it up I checked their website for their hours.  I there found an ad giving customers $200 off for an estimate over $2,000.  So the next day I asked the girl at the front desk if I was eligible for the discount and she said yes and instead of a $500 deductible I paid $300!!!  Obviously sign your email up for groupon.com and living social cause I get to go to restaurants because I get them 50% off there!  My vegitarian friend bit into bacon in her vegitarian salad,um, not good.  The manager brought over a new salad and said is there anything else I can do? she said no.  I said yes,with a giggle and a wink ;),  a round of drinks would help! He laughed.  I then said or atleast a free drink for her! she enjoyed a nice brewski that night on me, I mean the restaurant! ;) The key is being nice about asking for the freebies.  Always assume they need you as a customer, it's a tough economy on you and them!  It's as simple as supply and demand.  They have the service but need you to want it and be able to afford it.  So, maybe we are the land of the free(bies).  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-7625123655351619172?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7625123655351619172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/06/brokebitch-scenerio-22888-land-of-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7625123655351619172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7625123655351619172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/06/brokebitch-scenerio-22888-land-of-free.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #22888 land of the free'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJtETJqa98U/TfV3lrrfzuI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/m-Uo-gVH2Ak/s72-c/mmm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-4829115150073714912</id><published>2011-06-06T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T20:49:46.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch scenerio #1028 workcation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FYvUjxrkp6E/Te2aDST6q4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/qVCnE8Ja-6o/s1600/headshot7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FYvUjxrkp6E/Te2aDST6q4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/qVCnE8Ja-6o/s320/headshot7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615313691646536578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week I was supposed to be on a vacation in Atlanta in a brokebitch friendly Free Cabin with my bestie.  fail.  complete fail.  The vacation turned into a suckcation.  I realize life is what you make of it.  I KNOW.  However, I couldn't find peace with my two month planned vacation failing. I work hard.  I work three jobs on my way to making my radio dream come true. I'm willing to wait for the right radio gig,but all this dream catching is making me wanna take a nap.;)  All I wanted was a week to push pause. Push pause on my frustrations, my work ethic, my lonelieness of following my dream, my struggles, my failed bank account...just wanted to push pause just for one week. God didn't give me that, he gave me another obstacle. A brokebitch doesn't have the resources to take a last minute flight home or a last minute vacation replacement.  I was stuck in my own prison of struggles.  All I could see is a vision of me throwing my fist in the air and asking Why!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suckcation, I decided to venture to the movies by myself. I forgot there was a  beach music festival in North Raleigh and walked into hoards of people with no makeup and yoga pants on!  I proceed into the movie theatre and realize I will now need to get a small loan to pay for my ticket and jumbo cellulite fulfilling popcorn(um I did drink diet coke, lol) Then after sitting in my perfect seat,to clarify, it's the back row one open seat on each side and kid free. I just wanted to peacefully be entertained at an intrest rate of 22%.  Oh no, after the movie started a mother and daughter walk all the way up and into the middle of the back row making me move my purse to the bacteria laced theatre floor.  Then leans over and says "who's that character in bed with that guy"  Um.  Do I look like I sit in this theatre everyday and know who the hell she is after the first scene? If Kristen wiig could be a fly on the wall in my viewing of "Bridesmaids" she'd  have the plot to her next movie! ;)Suckcation I tell you. suckcation. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worked hard for everything I've gotten.  My radio boss left for a bigger better opportunity and it made me reflect on how she gave me a break.  I remembered how I got that opportunity. I walked into her number one radio station and asked for a job!  She was the only program director to see me.  I took a leap and she caught me.  Not literally, cause that would be a little awkward and I'm still holding onto a little holiday weight from...well... 2009 lol;) But for real, I made that happen! Everything I've ever said that's mine has ended up being mine.  I'm determined.  I'm driven. I've just hit rough patch on my drive...but maybe it's not as far off as I thought?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went back to work afer a disappointing suckcation.  I thought it would be horrible. Great, I get to go back to my 60 hour work week with no relaxtion from my suckcation.  I was wrong.  What I needed was a suckcation to realize my workcation was there the whole time.  Workcation by Mandi's dictionary is when one realizes their spirit, soul and happiness is fufilled by one's success at their place of work using their talents wisely.  I'm not saving lifes but I'm making women walk away with a smile. Lisa hugged me today.  Who's Lisa?  She's a client who came in today wanting to buy more of the stuff that made her skin look and feel better.  She's a woman who wanted to buy from me because I made her feel special.  She can't feel as special and  as I felt today when she hugged me.  I needed the suckcation to show me that I'm lucky to get a workcation 50 weeks out of the year.  I play with makeup for 35 hours a week!  Now you may wonder does this make me want to turn around on my road to being a full time radio personality?  Hell to the no! I ain't gonna waste this loud say anyting that comes to me even if it ends up with my foot in my mouth kinda talent! It would be unfair to God and humanity! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what my workcation made me realize.  I know I've got lots of talents.  I'm not just a radio personality.  I'm a makeup artist.  I care about people.  I want them to be the most beautiful they can be so they can achieve &lt;em&gt;THEIR DREAMS&lt;/em&gt; just like I'm going to do in radio.  I needed a suckcation to appreciate my workcation.  I'm lucky ya know cause people have hobbies but my hobbies are my work.  I will make lots and lots of money cause I'm totally over this brokebitch status ;)Oh and my favorite 90's super group said it best,  "noone can change your life except for you...open your mind..things will change, things will go your way if you can hold on for one more day" ~Wilson Phillips ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, I'm holding on but for real this holiday weight from 2009 really sucks and hurts while holding on for the dream so um, lets reach our destination soon, please and thank you. ;)&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Mandi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-4829115150073714912?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/4829115150073714912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/06/brokebitch-scenerio-1028-workcation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/4829115150073714912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/4829115150073714912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/06/brokebitch-scenerio-1028-workcation.html' title='Brokebitch scenerio #1028 workcation.'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FYvUjxrkp6E/Te2aDST6q4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/qVCnE8Ja-6o/s72-c/headshot7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-208476282209560744</id><published>2011-04-17T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:55:46.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch scenerio #777 lucky worker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aL7ayucGE_Y/Taul6FrZ9RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HCjS3JaahB4/s1600/mm-head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aL7ayucGE_Y/Taul6FrZ9RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HCjS3JaahB4/s320/mm-head.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596749379313202450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited to the last possible minute to file my taxes because I knew I'd owe my Uncle.  Uncle Sam has never been my favorite relative because all he does is take my money. ;)  Today I had someone say "well you have to pay more taxes but, you're   lucky to have a job"   I'm here to tell you it is never luck that someone has a job.  You create your own luck.   I have three jobs because I'm a good worker.  I'm talented and work hard to be the best at all three jobs.  I don't show up and do 50% of what's asked of me.  I do 110%.  I earn my job.   I'm not perfect but I really put my heart into anything I do.  If it has  Mandi attached to the job then it will be done to the best of my ability.  I'm not lucky to have a job.  I'm lucky I work hard to keep my job.  I know sometimes people get cut even if they did do a good job but if they are good, can't they get another job?  Life isn't fair but it does give you many opportunities to make a life for yourself. Sure, Starbucks wasn't my favorite job but it paid my bills until I found a better job.   So do I feel lucky to work at two great places? Absolutely!   However, am I lucky to have job? Absolutely not! I'm lucky to have a good work ethic to keep my jobs.  I'm lucky my Grandpa, Papal Bud gave me the good work ethic gene! Papal Bud built Bud Alexander's Cafeteria(my first job)and was a self-made millionaire.   That's a relative I can respect! Uncle Sam could learn from him, ;)&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Mandi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-208476282209560744?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/208476282209560744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/04/brokebitch-scenerio-666-luck-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/208476282209560744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/208476282209560744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/04/brokebitch-scenerio-666-luck-has.html' title='Brokebitch scenerio #777 lucky worker...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aL7ayucGE_Y/Taul6FrZ9RI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HCjS3JaahB4/s72-c/mm-head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-8055382086857536313</id><published>2011-04-14T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T19:25:14.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch scenerio # 1040 easy work ethic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3tMyUcU0xdE/TaeirDCRbKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2nPggS6utoE/s1600/clinique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3tMyUcU0xdE/TaeirDCRbKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2nPggS6utoE/s320/clinique.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595619922464042146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mandi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you amaze me with your work ethic.  When you get your taxes done you'll see how hard you've worked to show people it can be done! You've proven this recession didn't make you wanna take a recess.   You cleaned the drains at Starbucks showing those who are sulking at home about not getting the right job,that you courageously took the right now job.  If one didn't have obstacles to get to a dream then everyone would do it.  Maybe you are not everyone, you are someone! Your light is breaking through the cracks... of life. Someday you will get you more than a crack...maybe you'll get a huge break  and then your light will explode! You learned in these last two years of brokedom that you have more talents than your voice.  You are one of the top Clinique salespersons and makeup artists for the number 1 cosmetics company in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3  MM alter ego ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Is this what I dreamed of as a kid with my double cassette tape player, playing radio?   Absolutely not.  I thought I'd go to college get a degree and play radio or tv news forever.  I have the degree and I'm over the moon proud.  It took lots of sweat, tears and multiple choices to get my four year degree from Ball State University. For four years I learned about focus.  I learned to socially get along with others in numerous group projects.  I learned determination.  I graduated with the exact amount of credits needed, not one more than 126 to graduate that December!  I experienced culture when I studied in Mexico for 7 weeks.  my BA degree=priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked in small market radio for years and was so talented, I had numerous listeners question why I was in small town Richmond radio.   So I took a leap of faith and  with perservearence; walked into Randi West's #1 radio station, G105 and asked for a job. In April 2009 I took the part-time job. I took this job because I knew I'd learn and grow into the right full time radio job.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a job a Starbucks because they had health insurance benefits for part time employees.   However it didn't pad my wallet. So I turned to my secret talent, makeup! I've always been obsessed with any new makeup colors or tricks.  So I walked into MAC, my favorite eye shadow place and they had no openings.   So then I went to Clinique, my favorite skincare and they were hiring....ME!   I tracked the manager, Mary down asking when could I get an interview?  She said tomorrow.  I got the job.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently keeping my eyes open for a great radio gig not just the right now radio gig.  What I've learned is that I'll never be the out of work radio goddess because I've learned I can be just fine and pretty with Clinique! ;)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you forget how many talents you have hidden inside you!   Persevearence got me here.  Why stop now?   Look out radio, you are going to be blown away! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success seems to be largely a matter of hanging on after others have let go.  ~William Feather&lt;br /&gt;hanging on, &lt;br /&gt;xoxo MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-8055382086857536313?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/8055382086857536313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/04/brokebitch-scenerio-1040-easy-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/8055382086857536313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/8055382086857536313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/04/brokebitch-scenerio-1040-easy-work.html' title='Brokebitch scenerio # 1040 easy work ethic'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3tMyUcU0xdE/TaeirDCRbKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/2nPggS6utoE/s72-c/clinique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-6377399054295615946</id><published>2011-03-24T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:14:52.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #5,000: mama was right, be responsible...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nVv8Bj1lUV0/TYv5jEdfyXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WvrBNaJp_nQ/s1600/mandi%2Bis%2Ball%2Babout%2Bradio%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nVv8Bj1lUV0/TYv5jEdfyXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WvrBNaJp_nQ/s320/mandi%2Bis%2Ball%2Babout%2Bradio%2521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587834143571429746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when it came time to enroll in insurance, I did.  Even though it subtracted almost $100 from my meniscal paycheck.   Then I had to go to the emergancy room, $5,000!   I paid $200.   However, I got upteen bills.  Lab sent me a bill for $700 saying my insurance didn't cover the bill.   I started to freak out and scream when I remembered Insurance companies aren't gonna jump up and down and pay everything immediately.  Could you really picture an insurance company sending me a thank you card for costing them over 5 grand?!  That I'd love to see! So I called and said this should be apart of my emergancy room coverage.  They realized my emergancy room stay hadn't been processed.  ah, ha, moment!  They didn't process the claim because they didn't get it was connected to the emergancy coverage. This happened 8 months ago but I just paid my $200 deductable for the emergancy room.   A brokebitch who uses her smarts is way better than one who sits on her arse.  "you've got a brain in your head and feet in your shoes, you can go wherever you choose!" ~Dr. Seuss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-6377399054295615946?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6377399054295615946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/03/brokebitch-scenerio-5000-mama-was-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6377399054295615946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6377399054295615946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/03/brokebitch-scenerio-5000-mama-was-right.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #5,000: mama was right, be responsible...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nVv8Bj1lUV0/TYv5jEdfyXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WvrBNaJp_nQ/s72-c/mandi%2Bis%2Ball%2Babout%2Bradio%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-3488765796241585694</id><published>2011-03-03T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T19:59:28.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #778: keep celebrating a birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35gUQb2f6mM/TXBjg7Zu8UI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fX-B5D515Dk/s1600/bday2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35gUQb2f6mM/TXBjg7Zu8UI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fX-B5D515Dk/s320/bday2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580069355664634178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only get one birthday!  Let's clarify just because it happened on one day does not literally mean you get one celebration.  Point in case I was born in the matter of seconds.  So does that mean I only get sung half  the birthday song cause that's the time it took for me to come in to the world?  I say you celebrate the many friends you've gained over the years so therefore many celebrations are in order!  If it takes a month well...then this brokebitch evies you.  I had filet, chinese, fried banana, chips and salsa, chicken, brownie, 12 shots of liquor (not all at once), pancakes, cheesecake and a portabello mushroom sandwich.  All free!!!  Why? Because like you I'm important.  I deserve to be appreciated and you do too but the key is to tell people you want appreciation.  Apprciation doesn't always come in the form of a free meal...sometimes the best appreciation is someone taking the time to say I like you because....and I'm glad you were born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming makes me believe in the everyday and makes me glad I was born...so I can dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~X0x0 Mandi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-3488765796241585694?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/3488765796241585694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/03/brokebitch-scenerio-778-keep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3488765796241585694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3488765796241585694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/03/brokebitch-scenerio-778-keep.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #778: keep celebrating a birthday'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-35gUQb2f6mM/TXBjg7Zu8UI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fX-B5D515Dk/s72-c/bday2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-6927194879891673027</id><published>2011-02-15T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:33:14.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch lesson #676: honesty is the best policy</title><content type='html'>I'm your shorter, ok extremely shorter version of honest abe.(oh and I don't have facial hair or a presidency under my belt...just in case you noticed and I don't wanna be lying)honesty is free but more than just it being a chincy price, it is freeing for the soul.  It takes a lot less thinking and energy to be honest.  I've noticed if you're honest when you're rude and say I'm sorry I'm a little bit of a bitch today, you gain a smile and empathy from someone.  we all have our brokebitchy moments.  Now I don't think honesty is appopriate at a time like returning from a restroom break at work saying "my pee stinks after I ate asparagus, nasty"   This may put an unflattering picture of you peeing on a toliet stinking up the one toilet bathroom.  Now Nancy who really needed to potty is not only not going to go but could suffer a bladder infection from this news.  So back to honesty, even when you say too much like when Harriet asked if the skirt made her look fat and you answered um ya why did you think you could wear something where the zipper is clearly popped open Harriet?  In response, Harriet hears in her head people chanting'harriet tubby-MAN harriet tubby-MAN' from her youth and then begins to cry. You must then apologize for being so honest and compliment an outfit that looked great on her.   Honesty isn't perfect. However, harriet now knows to not wear that skirt ever again.  So in the end Honesty is the best policy.  Now lets say your bestie Sally wanted you to give her $2,500 of loan money you received.  She alluded to this multiple times makeing you feel uncomfortable.  So you say to Sally, I love you and don't mind lending small amounts of money in a crunch but can't use the loan for that.  It makes me uncomfortable to share my good news of my loan if you're going to take inappropriate advantage of the loan and friendship.    Sally can apologize and understand where her bestie is coming from and move on to things that matter like fitting into skinny jeans by the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm honest to a fault but atleast you know where I stand even if it is after I peed with an alarming asparagus aroma....hey! I had to because it's a diaretic and I've got to hit up Mirage looking hott this weekend to party it up...where I'll honestly be a little intoxicated ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-6927194879891673027?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6927194879891673027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/02/brokebitch-lesson-676-honesty-is-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6927194879891673027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6927194879891673027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/02/brokebitch-lesson-676-honesty-is-best.html' title='Brokebitch lesson #676: honesty is the best policy'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-8592305373854922269</id><published>2011-02-10T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:46:46.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brokeskinnybitch.</title><content type='html'>I can only control money to a certain extent.  I work three jobs.  I don't eat out. I buy groceries on sale.  coupons are my survivol tool.  While focusing on what I didn't have, money, I ate my feelings.   I apparently have a lot of feelings to the tune of 30 pounds! I'm back on the Weight Watchers wagon.   I don't have to be a brokechubbybitch!  I catch fruits and veggies on sale plus not eating out helps tremendously.  Really when you think about it, this I can control!  Who doesn't love having control in their life?  I read a qoute "if you keep looking at the closed door you'll miss the doors that are open"  I'm walking through the open door a little lighter on my way to the destination  brokeskinnybitch! ;)I figure that's getting me a little closer to the destination ritchskinnybitch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-8592305373854922269?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/8592305373854922269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/02/brokeskinnybitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/8592305373854922269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/8592305373854922269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/02/brokeskinnybitch.html' title='brokeskinnybitch.'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-5269528730689862061</id><published>2011-01-02T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:03:51.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch: bucket list(I may need a new bucket, lol)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TSEBCC8T7nI/AAAAAAAAADY/731UOk36n4U/s1600/mm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TSEBCC8T7nI/AAAAAAAAADY/731UOk36n4U/s320/mm.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557724549813104242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I noticed my boss whom I admire was working on her bucket list and I thought I don't have a bucket list!  If you don't have a plan, you plan to fail.  Well that's not me so I figure I do have a list in my head but maybe to make it happen I should write a blog to keep me accountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.cruise with friends to the caribbean in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;2.write a magazine article based on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;3.work for a fabulous radio station, FULL TIME on air by January 2011.&lt;br /&gt;4.weigh 135 pounds&lt;br /&gt;5. run 3 times a week along with a weekly yoga session by 1st week of January 2011&lt;br /&gt;6.do a good deed once a week, write down each good deed.  52 good deeds in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;7. find man who will rub my feet. he who rubs my feet wins my heart ;)&lt;br /&gt;8.1/11/11 do something to better myself.  &lt;br /&gt;9.send my granny(see picture above) something in the mail once a month to show her I love her.&lt;br /&gt;10.be sure of myself and don't relinquish when others are unsure of me.&lt;br /&gt;11.volunteer in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;12.smile and look pretty when my patience is tested.&lt;br /&gt;13.do more than what is asked of me.&lt;br /&gt;14. never charge above my means in 2011.  I heart not having a credit card balance and so does my credit.&lt;br /&gt;15, visit europe. kiss someone special at the eiffel tower.&lt;br /&gt;16.  write a book.&lt;br /&gt;17.be on the cover or in a huge magazine spread for weight watchers magazine.&lt;br /&gt;18.radio voice work and acting for radio.&lt;br /&gt;19.have a dog.&lt;br /&gt;continue to grow my bucket list as things are presented to me...I will get my richbitch bucket soon.  That's the American dream, anyone has a chance at the richbitch bucket, you just have to believe. I believe. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-5269528730689862061?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5269528730689862061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/01/brokebitch-bucket-listi-may-need-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5269528730689862061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5269528730689862061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/01/brokebitch-bucket-listi-may-need-new.html' title='Brokebitch: bucket list(I may need a new bucket, lol)'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TSEBCC8T7nI/AAAAAAAAADY/731UOk36n4U/s72-c/mm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-41054344419433621</id><published>2011-01-01T14:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:05:07.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bridges of Wake County....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TSEBom1mEkI/AAAAAAAAADg/uKK0d6URnRI/s1600/new%2Bfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 163px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TSEBom1mEkI/AAAAAAAAADg/uKK0d6URnRI/s320/new%2Bfriends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557725212283638338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(nye at solas Raleigh with new firends,   Rose is far left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building bridges is important in life. It all starts with people...Kids stare, smile and wave at me all the time.  ya wanna know why?  well, ya, I'm pretty, jk.  No really, I believe kids are intuitive and know when someone is genuinely good.  when I see a bright eyed child smile at me it warms my heart.  Everyone that knows me knows I'm not interested in having kids but I don't dislike children.  I like them in simple small doses ;)  I love how they fall down and get back up smiling.  If only we could take some of these traits and apply them to our life until they stick permeantly!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Thursday December 30,2010 I had no plans for nye.  My nye date, my friend was sick!  I feel it imperitive to bring in 2011, how you wanna set the pace for the new year.  Fun socializing was on my list.  So Rose came to my Clinique counter for makeup tips.  Me, chatty Cathy asked her all about her nye plans and more.  I actually love hearing other's stories cause everyone has one.  This is why I LOVE radio so much.  So I revealed I may be sitting at home watching a without a trace marathon. So back to the original thought,people can tell if you're a genuine good person just like the kids who pass by.  It may take a little conversation with adults but you can tell!  So Rose invited me to Solas, a hot club downtown Raleigh, (G105 has done many events there)and jokingly said "heck if you'll do my makeup, you can join us for pizza before and jump in our DD party van!".   I of course said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last day of 2010 with new friends.  I welcomed 2011 in VIP at Solas.  I think 2011 is a VIPesque year.   New beginnings.  New challenges.  New doors opening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After a hurricane, comes a rainbow. maybe a reason all the doors closed so you could open the one that leads you to the perfect road....you just gotta ignite the light and let it shine and own the night because you're a firework baby"  ~Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm igniting my light and I'm gonna let it shine in 2011. Constructing solid brideges in 2011 to turn this brokebitch into a richbitch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-41054344419433621?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/41054344419433621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/01/bridges-of-wake-county.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/41054344419433621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/41054344419433621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2011/01/bridges-of-wake-county.html' title='the bridges of Wake County....'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TSEBom1mEkI/AAAAAAAAADg/uKK0d6URnRI/s72-c/new%2Bfriends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-6846979082862835963</id><published>2010-12-28T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:06:21.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a brokebitch knows never burn a bridge...</title><content type='html'>I'd crawl across a bridge on my hands and knees before burning a bridge.  Sometimes you have to swallow your pride and say it's water under the bridge.  Washing out the bridge is never an option.  You may need that bridge to reach what you want!  It amazes me when people think they are better than the bridge.  Life is funny like that, that bridge could be your next avenue to a better place.  Life could be really funny, that bridge could be your last chance to get to the place you need.   People are gonna have cracks in the bridge.  Ya gotta suck it up and tough it out.  Fix the crack with whatever you can do!  Mending a bridge is free for any brokebitch.  It takes words, patience and time.  Free Free and free.  Not fixing the bridge could cost you everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;br /&gt;p.s. dedicated to a bridge burner.  My policy is to never ever name names putting somebody in a negative light online.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-6846979082862835963?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6846979082862835963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/12/brokebitch-knows-never-burn-bridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6846979082862835963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6846979082862835963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/12/brokebitch-knows-never-burn-bridge.html' title='a brokebitch knows never burn a bridge...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-3214056776871525417</id><published>2010-12-26T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T14:57:15.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1455b17e036dd657" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1455b17e036dd657%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332811798%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D469DEBD52F2FA2AFCED9489DD4192B113BBB9B40.621A0383263AD14EF7F8F2AF0C2B5849AA6D89D5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1455b17e036dd657%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjG7tSOiD-phdp-09xxsPSakLjz8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1455b17e036dd657%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332811798%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D469DEBD52F2FA2AFCED9489DD4192B113BBB9B40.621A0383263AD14EF7F8F2AF0C2B5849AA6D89D5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1455b17e036dd657%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjG7tSOiD-phdp-09xxsPSakLjz8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking leftover food from work event for holiday party at friends house ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-3214056776871525417?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/3214056776871525417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3214056776871525417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3214056776871525417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-2631818070256967973</id><published>2010-12-24T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:02:47.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mas ChristMAS spirit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TRY23nJU6uI/AAAAAAAAACs/aoqESMt0Rk0/s1600/mandichristmas%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TRY23nJU6uI/AAAAAAAAACs/aoqESMt0Rk0/s320/mandichristmas%2B2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554687519436892898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(me and my friend, Sonya, who also donated to the cause with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent $35 I really didn't have to give two kids a christmas.  I went to their home. A one bedroom, just big enough for a bunk bed like you had as a kid and a twin mattress and a 20 inch tv. It was like a hotel room.  However this was their home.  Dirty dishes with old milk lay around.  I tripped over a bag of trash.  Four people lived in a room smaller than my bedroom.   The living condition was ridiculous.  It was as if I stepped into a third world country. I'd say I'm lucky to have a home but I create my own luck with three jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dissapointment came when the mother barely spoke a thank you.  She led us to her room like it were a chore.  When we arrived,she stood on the porch of the house with a cigarette hanging out of her mouth and said ya I'm her.   My heart sank.  I spent my one christmas gift someone gave me on someone who could care less.   However, you must give without judgement. If God picked apart every time I wasn't as grateful as I should be, I'd be in trouble!  I put my heart into those gifts and am glad I did it.   The kids are gonna have clothes that keep them warm.  The kids are gonna have cool toys to distract them from their cramped one bedroom home.  I did good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I've forgotten what's it like to open a present.  The joy of tearing the paper.  The excitement that comes up like a little butterfly of joy and gets caught in your throat letting out a squeal. I'm happy I gave that to someone else.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's a happily ever after. It just isn't exactly what you see in the movies.  The family jumping for joy and throwing their arms around you in gratitude.  It is what is.   Merry Christmas.  I hope you had presents to open and you genuinely thank the person, no matter if it's diet pills ;)(aka my brothers gift to me a couple years ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-2631818070256967973?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/2631818070256967973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/12/mas-christmas-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2631818070256967973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2631818070256967973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/12/mas-christmas-spirit.html' title='mas ChristMAS spirit...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TRY23nJU6uI/AAAAAAAAACs/aoqESMt0Rk0/s72-c/mandichristmas%2B2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-6351732673501828588</id><published>2010-12-10T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:00:10.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" 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href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6351732673501828588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/12/brokebitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6351732673501828588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6351732673501828588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/12/brokebitch.html' title='Brokebitch'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-7355536621362391363</id><published>2010-09-29T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T19:37:10.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See Mandi do good.  See Mandi play. See Mandi get.</title><content type='html'>I've always thought Karma really exists.  Then my Justin Timberlake sang about it...."what goes around comes around" then I knew it was true!lol.  I've always tried to be the bigger person.  I've always been too honest for my own good doing the "right" thing.   Today a gal I helped in radio gave me a job opportunity.  I didn't help her to get ahead but because I throughly believe in helping someone.  I needed this today cause I woke up frustrated with life.  A bill insurance wont cover.  A job where I feel unappreciated.  A broken dish that belonged to my roommate. No car for my trip back home to Indiana.  fail!  Then I said I'm gonna unfail!  lol  So I found a deal at enterprise to rent.  I made dinner for the roommate in apology.  I'm gonna call the office that billed me and communicate to see what we can do with the bill.  I used what I had, my personality and doubled my goal in sales at Clinique.  Money talks. My supervisor called to say someone high up in Clinique said "my friend says Mandi is the best Clinique girl and she won't stop if Mandi's not there"  We all have the days are sales will suck, we wanna throw in the towel but we have to remember the days we doubled our sales goal, got a job offer, and found a killer deal.  Maybe Popeye does exist because I did all this after eating spinach for lunch!?  See Mandi do good.  See Mandi play.  See Mandi get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-7355536621362391363?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7355536621362391363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/09/see-mandi-do-good-see-mandi-play-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7355536621362391363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7355536621362391363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/09/see-mandi-do-good-see-mandi-play-see.html' title='See Mandi do good.  See Mandi play. See Mandi get.'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-8805365075602387975</id><published>2010-08-22T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T19:58:05.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #22 Ray Lamontagne lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/THHi995ZW7I/AAAAAAAAACY/YWsANU2YUi0/s1600/bob2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/THHi995ZW7I/AAAAAAAAACY/YWsANU2YUi0/s320/bob2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508433373466024882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and my co worker at G1013 Dave Snow....&lt;br /&gt;I heard Ray Lamontagne and loved his raspy folksy voice.  Jennifer Aniston, my faux bff loves his music as well.  Today I saw his cd for sale when I went to splurge on my addcition Starbucks and remembered how my coworker Dave bought me his Cd's for Christmas one year.  He had to order them!  He listened and knew I secretly wanted his music.  It was a great moment for me.  How thoughtful and wonderful this gift meant to me! I realized as a brokebitch I had so much that I've forgotten about.  As I listen to Ray Lamontagne I look to my left and see a colorful artsy plaque saying "follow your heart" from speech team students I coached.  On the wall behind me is a painting made for me by my granny's bff.  It's sunflowers whimsically blowing in the wind with lavender matting, my favorite color.  To the left of my computer there's a curios george mug from a girl I knew for a week at speech camp in high school.  She thought I was funny but naive like curious George! Speech camp was kinda like band camp minus the flutes, lol, we just use our mouths ;)  Great things are all around us if we look for them.   it's easy for our vision to get blurry with negativity but I'm bound to dream my reality.  I will keep dreaming to be better by seeing better things.... and to say a Goodbye to Brokebitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-8805365075602387975?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/8805365075602387975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/08/brokebitch-scenerio-22-ray-lamontagne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/8805365075602387975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/8805365075602387975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/08/brokebitch-scenerio-22-ray-lamontagne.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #22 Ray Lamontagne lesson'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/THHi995ZW7I/AAAAAAAAACY/YWsANU2YUi0/s72-c/bob2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-3145224854030799770</id><published>2010-08-18T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T20:24:28.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #21 dreaming keeps me believing in the everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TGyi-sGQFEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zWUO39TyUYw/s1600/colbie+caillat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TGyi-sGQFEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zWUO39TyUYw/s320/colbie+caillat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506955642240242754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't, you should read The Secret by Rhonda Byrne.  It inspired me to be a better me.  One of the key components of the inpirational guide is a vision/dream board.  I made a new one today.  I wrote 5 goals to achieve by December 2010.  I posted pictures of what I'd like to become as well. I will recite and look at my vision board every morning. I saw someone post as their FB status "one should put put on thoughts like they put on clothes"  ah ha moment!  Henry Ford said "If you think you can, you can".  Rhonda Byrne says thoughts equal things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a successful person but get caught up in the everyday drama so I need a reminder too.  I'm one of 9 people on the number one radio station in Raleigh.  Huge. very big.  I'm lucky. Although, I took a chance to get on at G105...my thoughts aided in me landing the gig.  I made it up in my mind I was going to work at G105 even before I met my boss Randi.  On February 25, 2009 I told a friend I was gonna move to Raleigh and I really liked G105. I walked in with my resume/tape in April 2009 and talked to Randi.  Randi was the ONLY program director that spoke to me that day.  Of course being the smart job seeker I sought other stations.  However, G105 was the one I visited first.  I also meticulously planned the G105 trip, I knew Randi went on at 3 so I knew she probably got to the office about 9 am. So while I had THOUGHT I would work at G105, I  physically made it happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I cry myself to sleep because I think about what I don't have.  If you measured my life with my bank account, possesions or family...it wouldn't be worth much. However, life is bigger than all of those!  Dreaming for me is living. Dreaming makes me believe in the everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-3145224854030799770?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/3145224854030799770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/08/brokebitch-scenerio-21-dreaming-keeps.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3145224854030799770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3145224854030799770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/08/brokebitch-scenerio-21-dreaming-keeps.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #21 dreaming keeps me believing in the everyday'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TGyi-sGQFEI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zWUO39TyUYw/s72-c/colbie+caillat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-7955806459538445791</id><published>2010-07-28T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T19:23:18.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook | Mandi Michaels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/mandi.michaels"&gt;Facebook | Mandi Michaels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-7955806459538445791?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/mandi.michaels' title='Facebook | Mandi Michaels'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7955806459538445791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/07/facebook-mandi-michaels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7955806459538445791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7955806459538445791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/07/facebook-mandi-michaels.html' title='Facebook | Mandi Michaels'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-7444672139302454206</id><published>2010-07-04T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T12:11:11.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #20: the gambler</title><content type='html'>I notice I gamble a lot with my bank account.  I don't do the typical gambling as that would take available funds.  For instance, I need gas. So in the state of North Carolina they take a $1.00 then take the rest out one day, twodays, three days, or even a week later!  Therefore if I know I'll have funds later I get gas and hope it doesn't come out til my funds are securely in the account. I've lost the bet once. It sucked. So therefore I wouldn't recommend it. It cost me $55 for gas that time and all my car saw was $20 in gas. The bank was happy.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to see what I can eat economically for a week until payday.  So today I returned weight watcher meals because I can make my own pasta last longer. I'm returning Velveeta shells and cheese tomorrow to buy toilet paper.  there's no embarrassment anymore which concerns me.  However, I know this won't be forever.  Maybe that's why I can do it with my head held high. I work hard at 50 hours a week.  I deserve to get my money back if I can't get the most out of a product. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll buy multiples of that product without blinking. Oh how I can't wait for that day of freedom.   So on this day of freedom I close my eyes and dream of that day.  Dreaming does make me believe in days like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-7444672139302454206?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7444672139302454206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/07/brokebitch-scenerio-20-gambler.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7444672139302454206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7444672139302454206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/07/brokebitch-scenerio-20-gambler.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #20: the gambler'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-4784323937368487857</id><published>2010-06-29T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T19:04:29.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #19:feelings are free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TCqk-aUqVMI/AAAAAAAAACI/4656OZhzgT0/s1600/5ocent+cropped.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TCqk-aUqVMI/AAAAAAAAACI/4656OZhzgT0/s320/5ocent+cropped.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488380488029197506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love feelings.  What I've realized is that I love the bubblying excitment of a child feeling I get when meeting artists(pic: 50 cent) at the radio station.  It makes me feel good and I know without going overboard on the feeling; it makes them feel good.  What I've realized is smiling brings rewards from the boys.  I love the feeling I got when this brokebitch got her numbers/photos changed over on her cell for FREE.  I dig that I also got a screen protector out of the deal.  I've realized the beach is a close to free luxury and will utilize it more. It's only $14 a day when you take a friend!  I've realized dreaming keeps me believing in the everyday.  I love the feeling of control I get when saving money from a coupon I clipped while sipping coffee I made in my french press!  I've realized it was worth the 45 minutes on a Tuesday to go to a new bank, open an account and get $50! I love how I feel when I say no to that piece of chocolate the day before and now weigh less!   I love the feeling of satisfaction when I ask for help and someone helps me.   What i realize the most is that all these feelings are mine to keep and didn't cost this brokebitch a dime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-4784323937368487857?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/4784323937368487857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/06/brokebitch-scenerio-19realizing-lifes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/4784323937368487857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/4784323937368487857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/06/brokebitch-scenerio-19realizing-lifes.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #19:feelings are free'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TCqk-aUqVMI/AAAAAAAAACI/4656OZhzgT0/s72-c/5ocent+cropped.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-5942640639158803149</id><published>2010-06-18T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T20:35:13.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #18: control top panties for my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TBt_4dw7caI/AAAAAAAAACA/4YlIB7Cd5YY/s1600/mandi+shopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TBt_4dw7caI/AAAAAAAAACA/4YlIB7Cd5YY/s320/mandi+shopping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484117579292963234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I put my control top panties for life on the other day.  Yep. control top panties for life.  You can get some too for FREE.  Imagine you're putting your control top panties on and CONTROL your life.   Okay so I have few credit cards.  A fabulous card I loved to swipe was a store credit card which literally got lost in all my moving.   The bill kept getting lost in the mail going to my old addresses! So it was3 late charges later on a $20 bill! My friend Sonya helped me by calling and getting the bill down to ZERO! While small amounts are on most of the credit cards, they still have to be paid!  Sometimes it's hard to even find $11 to pay the miniumum.   So I was late by one day on a few.  I called every card while wearing my control top panties...voila...all late charges removed.  The secret, ask for a supervisor.  Also BELIEVE you'll get them removed!  Then the proudest moment while wearing my control top panties for life?!   I called Discover where I have $4000 dollar balance and 29% interest. Yep $120 a month in interest!   Ebony offered me a 9% interest rate if I'd freeze my account for 12 months!!!  They always said to put credit cards in the freezer, done! 9% on a credit card!!!!!   Sometimes you need a friend to push you into wearing your control top panties for life and getting control of what YOU deserve: a break or a brake on spending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-5942640639158803149?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5942640639158803149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/06/brokebitch-scenerio-18-control-top.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5942640639158803149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5942640639158803149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/06/brokebitch-scenerio-18-control-top.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #18: control top panties for my life...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/TBt_4dw7caI/AAAAAAAAACA/4YlIB7Cd5YY/s72-c/mandi+shopping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-6578685114693459964</id><published>2010-05-26T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T17:24:07.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch Scenerio # 17 : smoothing out the wrinkles of brokedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S_27iTyoMcI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uWNBrHsdFNk/s1600/skin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S_27iTyoMcI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uWNBrHsdFNk/s320/skin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475738920054960578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a vicious cycle of brokedom.   While I'm proud to say I've been able to pay most of my bills on time...a few have slipped through my fingers.  I've gotten calls and had to hold them off until I could find the money.  I've learned for the most part they'll work with you if you communicate.   never assume the bill devil will cast you into the flames of bill collector hell. Assume...u make an ass out of u and me.  So thall shall not assume.   So the cycle of brokedom starts with a call to fix one problem and next month it starts all over again!   After every phone call I look in the mirror and pray that it won't happen again!   As I've looked in the mirror lately I think "thank God for anti-wrinkle cream!"   So I may not be able to put food on the table but my job at Clinique is looking good!   Appreciate what you are achieving and maybe the rest will come.  According to Kevin Costner's character in the "Field of Dreams" if you build it they will come. I'm not sure who "they" are but I hope they come with lots of money! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-6578685114693459964?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6578685114693459964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/05/brokebitch-scenerio-17-clean-bill-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6578685114693459964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6578685114693459964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/05/brokebitch-scenerio-17-clean-bill-of.html' title='Brokebitch Scenerio # 17 : smoothing out the wrinkles of brokedom'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S_27iTyoMcI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uWNBrHsdFNk/s72-c/skin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-5570526590852809795</id><published>2010-05-20T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T16:57:52.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio # 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S_XMc1Wt6jI/AAAAAAAAABI/HQIY7z4_SVM/s1600/grn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S_XMc1Wt6jI/AAAAAAAAABI/HQIY7z4_SVM/s320/grn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473505717869472306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my mail.   9 envelopes.   8 envelopes contained bills.  One contained my happiness for the day.  $9.   I received $9 from my insurance company.   when you lose everything materialistic in your life you come to value what you have left. You truly value what you get too!  8 Years ago when my Grandfather's will gave me money I would of laughed at $9 and shoved it to the back of my desk like it wasn't important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding I need less and less.  I once went through my stuff in Indiana and said I could never get rid of this Coach purse.   Now, it's like really?   It's a Coach purse.  Yes, you can get rid of it.  What does a purse mean if you have nothing to put in it?   Can you buy a Coach purse someday when you have money?  Hell yes.  Everything material is replaceable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandma celebrated her 85th birthday.  This moment is irreplaceable.  I sold my Tiffany Necklace and bracelet to be with her.  You realize what is important when you're broke.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Julie said "just think how much knowledge and appreciation you'll have when you make it!" It wasn't as if I didn't have great work ethic when I had money; it's a new appreciation that comes from living paycheck to paycheck.  Most Americans do live paycheck to paycheck.  It's as if I am being shown what it's like to have compassion and empathy for others.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to give canned food every year to different food pantries.   However, I'd think to myself, who eats that?   It's cheaper so, I do now. Life is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Mandi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-5570526590852809795?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5570526590852809795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/05/brokebitch-scenerio-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5570526590852809795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5570526590852809795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/05/brokebitch-scenerio-16.html' title='brokebitch scenerio # 16'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S_XMc1Wt6jI/AAAAAAAAABI/HQIY7z4_SVM/s72-c/grn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-3637792674621984752</id><published>2010-05-10T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:23:46.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #15 a negative + a nagative = negative.  a negative + positive = positve balance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S-jM462WBZI/AAAAAAAAABA/TTE2iX6_TxI/s1600/rob+thomas+172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S-jM462WBZI/AAAAAAAAABA/TTE2iX6_TxI/s320/rob+thomas+172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469847025683400082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(me and my friend Sonya, I dedicate this entry to her!)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't pay attention in math class..too busy daydreaming about being a star...but I think a negative + a positive = a positive.  Regardless of what pointless mathematicians say, I've proven it to be true.   Two weeks ago, my friend/landlord called to tell me she rented her condo to someone else.  Oh and I had 13 days to get out.  heart. stopped. tears flooded ducts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After consulting a seasoned landlord, she legally can't give me 13 days notice.  Being the brokebitch I panicked about moving at such a short time frame.  Hell, all I planned to do in that two week time span was work 100 + hours.   Moving should be a breeze!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold some things I could live without.   I heart craigslist.  However  my former landlord, lets call her  "beeeyatch" for short, refused to give me my deposit back. So, I had to find more money to pay a deposit down on my new place!   All the hectic moving left me offline unable to check my bank account.  Yep. $1.32 cost me an overdraft fee of $35.00 x 4!  That's math I  definitely don't wanna get! $140. wtf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the good part of the story.  My friend Sonya went to the bank and they say according to one of the new Obama administration laws, banks can't charge $35.00 for less than an overdraft of $5.   That's an ah ha moment!  The charges have been reversed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also WOmanned up and refused to pay $49 for my gym membership(yoga keeps me out of cookoo territory, for the most part)I broke it off with my gym today.  I deserve a better rate.  My life is gonna be what I MAKE of it!  They are now charging me $30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered Victoria's Secret on my VS card.  It didn't arrive.  I called. They credited my account and gave me a gift card for $15.   Hello...dicounted boob enhancement.  Thanks Vicky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I knew last week I couldn't spend money as my bank account was in limbo, I decided I had to win a contest at Clinique.  Whomever made 10 makeover appointments would be able to go shopping on Clinique.  It was like a diabetic at a candy store. I would be a winner if it killed me!  I won't let the bank...the beeeyatch or my critics win!  I won.  Hello...mr happy perfume...total turnaround(kind of goes with my week, right)and good bye wrinkles with youth surge! $150 in makeup!!!  Tammy Faye was smiling down on me.  YEP...I'M A WINNER!(The best part, I'll make money from the appointments, win win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I did get into the fetal position multiple times last week...I refused to let the negative win.  However, it has left me to think my life is bipolar.  I'm sure they make a medicene for that? Oh wait, they do, hello mr. adult beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-3637792674621984752?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/3637792674621984752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/05/brokebitch-scenerio-15-negative.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3637792674621984752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/3637792674621984752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/05/brokebitch-scenerio-15-negative.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #15 a negative + a nagative = negative.  a negative + positive = positve balance'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S-jM462WBZI/AAAAAAAAABA/TTE2iX6_TxI/s72-c/rob+thomas+172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-4989384154350175502</id><published>2010-04-08T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:12:49.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio # 14: worth more than a bank account...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S76afd-Vh1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/CG754p0Mk6Q/s1600/g1013fire07b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S76afd-Vh1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/CG754p0Mk6Q/s320/g1013fire07b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457969663832328018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(my rewind moment, Jim who actually got my autogragh,lol,  he was just too cute!)&lt;br /&gt;when you're stressed out about money everything is MAGNIFIED.   It's understandable because EVERYTHING cost money.  I walked around Lake Lynn today which on the surface appears free but it cost me $1 in gas to get there and back.  It's frustrating not being able to get a coffee when you want one, especially when you are working almost 60 hours a week making good money.   Life happens.   You get behind but the bills continue.   I've looked for a pause button, there isn't one.  It would be nice if life could be as convenient as a remote control.   Hit play when you're ready for another dose of life lessons...rewind to the good parts of life and replay...stop when life gives you a new challenge... but nope.  No such invention yet. lol   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I let a situation become magnified.   I let people determine my worth today.  I left feeling unimportant.  People are all about themselves.  Why would they think about anybody but themselves?   When I wake up I think what is Mandi gonna do today?  I don't think hmmm...who's gonna need me today and what can I d0?  It's only normal.  So why would I let someone not thinking of me determine my self worth!   People do at TIMES think of others but for the most part, it's what do I need to get done next.  You have to remember you're important and use your mind as your remote control,rewind to a success.  Remind yourself you are worthy.   I know being in radio I make somebody happy.   I will rewind to past listener emails and pictures like the one above with listener Jim to regain my self worth.   What will you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-4989384154350175502?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/4989384154350175502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/04/brokebitch-scenerio-14-worth-more-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/4989384154350175502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/4989384154350175502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/04/brokebitch-scenerio-14-worth-more-than.html' title='brokebitch scenerio # 14: worth more than a bank account...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S76afd-Vh1I/AAAAAAAAAA4/CG754p0Mk6Q/s72-c/g1013fire07b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-5613434939673873246</id><published>2010-04-07T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:14:10.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #13: free is yumo</title><content type='html'>read the fine print cause it could be a FREEBIE.  I bought lunch yesterday because I forgot mine. I spent the last $2 I had for the week.   However, after looking at the fine print at the bottom of the Moe's receipt I saw  FREEEEE joey burrito after you take a survey.  I can take a survey.  Two minutes=free lunch!  Maybe I'll wear my free panty Victoria gave me last week.  It'll be a celebration of FREEdom. ha ha.   I heart free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-5613434939673873246?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5613434939673873246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/04/brokebitch-scenerio-13-free-is-yumo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5613434939673873246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5613434939673873246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/04/brokebitch-scenerio-13-free-is-yumo.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #13: free is yumo'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-1572840219878158905</id><published>2010-04-04T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T08:55:59.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio # 12: friends give you value that's priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S7i2hU0vsrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/T7v3of0HfHw/s1600/john+edwards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456311632201233074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S7i2hU0vsrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/T7v3of0HfHw/s320/john+edwards.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Electricity $100...lite ice cream $2.50...Friends priceless. Monday my friend Lanell treated me to a day at the beach. It was the best day ever. I laughed a lot. I applied extra anti-wrinkle cream cause I smiled so much. I went to a movie for the first time in months and met Senator John Edwards. He watched the Bounty Hunter with us. Okay he was not next to us but three rows down! It was as if he stepped out of People magazine. It was so bizarre but fabulous. Oh and I know you want to know, he was alone(ha). Money couldn't buy that experience. See, friends are priceless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-1572840219878158905?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/1572840219878158905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/04/brokebitch-scenerio-12-friends-give-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/1572840219878158905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/1572840219878158905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/04/brokebitch-scenerio-12-friends-give-you.html' title='brokebitch scenerio # 12: friends give you value that&apos;s priceless'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AK9w-uyNCLM/S7i2hU0vsrI/AAAAAAAAAAw/T7v3of0HfHw/s72-c/john+edwards.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-1711970001672136963</id><published>2010-03-25T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:39:53.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch Scenerio # 11: Money isn't my only value...</title><content type='html'>Money can be a measurement of success but surviving the abscence of  money can also equal success.  This week I got a free full size Aveda bath salt for my birthday from the store.   I also received a free pastry at Starbucks.   Let's not forget my bestie Victoria giving me a free panty.  I almost missed the free card for Aveda because I was bogged down with all the bills.   However, two days ago I faced the music and began sorting my mail when unbeknowest to me for the past two weeks, there was a postcard for a FREE $20 value bath salt from smelly good Aveda.   I guess the lesson is to LOOK for the fabulousness that will arrive in your mailbox next.  In the even bigger picture: what fabulous happening could arrive in your LIFE next?  Focusing on what I don't have just makes me feel worthless when in acuality I'm worth a whole hella lot!   I inspire people with my survival skills.  I've survived two parents dying before I graduated high school.  I was the first in my family to graduate College with a Bachelors degree!  It's sometimes hard to remember past successes as we get sucked into the daily grind. In "Pretty Woman" Vivienne said "it's easier to believe the bad stuff than the good, ya ever notice that".  Refocus and remind yourself of your good.  In saying this, I don't regret my last post. I hate to post negativity because I think it's counterproductive and mostly doesn't help others.   I don't want to experience negativity so why would others wanna read it?  However, I'm human.   I want you to know everyday isn't sunshine and cupcakes(with zero calories) but; with a little hope and faith, sunshine will be pouring in with an overflowing amount of yumo cupcakes soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-1711970001672136963?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/1711970001672136963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/03/brokebitch-scenerio-11-money-isnt-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/1711970001672136963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/1711970001672136963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/03/brokebitch-scenerio-11-money-isnt-my.html' title='Brokebitch Scenerio # 11: Money isn&apos;t my only value...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-7916615142889863862</id><published>2010-03-22T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T15:31:35.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch scenerio #10: I'm paying to work...</title><content type='html'>I have to pay the state of North Carolina to work.  I owe $100 because I drove to work everyday for the past 7 months.    I understand my bank account is not a reflection of my contribution to the world. However, my heart hurts because my contribution isn't tangible. Money is an easy way to measure success.  According to this measurement, my life is worthless.   I find it hard to believe I'm worthless.  However, my heart sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-7916615142889863862?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/7916615142889863862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/03/brokebitch-scenerio-10-im-paying-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7916615142889863862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/7916615142889863862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/03/brokebitch-scenerio-10-im-paying-to.html' title='Brokebitch scenerio #10: I&apos;m paying to work...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-4244364811472940772</id><published>2010-03-08T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:18:13.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch scenerio #9: tears....of Hope?</title><content type='html'>I cried today while filling up my gas tank with my last $2.   One dollar was in pennies.   The cashier laughed. Another guy offered a hug.   Here's what I offer:&lt;br /&gt;"How do I change? If I feel depressed I will sing. If I feel sad I will laugh. If I feel fear I will plunge ahead. If I feel inferior I will wear new garments. If I feel uncertain I will raise my voice. If I feel poverty I will think of wealth to come. If I feel incompetent I will think of past success. If I feel insignificant I will remember my goals. Today I will be the master of my emotions." ~Og Mandino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-4244364811472940772?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/4244364811472940772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/03/brokebitch-scenerio-9-tearsof-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/4244364811472940772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/4244364811472940772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/03/brokebitch-scenerio-9-tearsof-hope.html' title='Brokebitch scenerio #9: tears....of Hope?'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-1621949503944401852</id><published>2010-03-07T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T11:35:20.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch scenerio #8: I am rich...</title><content type='html'>When your down to $1.00 in your bank account; be optimistic.  I had to work 15 hours Saturday at Clinique and Radio.  I LOVE both my jobs.  I'm extremely lucky.  However, 15 hours and a bad night's sleep=Starbucks.   Rhonda Byrne wrote in "the Secret" if you think you already have something; you will.  I kept thinking Starbucks will surely send me a reward from my registered Starbucks card. I went to my mailbox Friday and there was a FREE  drink coupon for my birthday from Starbucks!   I have three days to go in my $1 account balance and today I began to panic on what I would make for dinner, grant it I won't starve but...it seems you become very hungry when you don't have food! You want what you can't have!   I'm also a healthy eater except for the occasional chocolate mishaps.   In my mailbox today?   A free pizza coupon!!!!  It's whole wheat crust too.   I'm keeping the faith that riches are on their way. Hey I just earned a free pizza for moving to my condo!  I am rich.  Rich with positive happy moments in this crazy situation called life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-1621949503944401852?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/1621949503944401852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/03/brokebitch-scenerio-8-i-am-rich.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/1621949503944401852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/1621949503944401852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/03/brokebitch-scenerio-8-i-am-rich.html' title='Brokebitch scenerio #8: I am rich...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-6076658052012746662</id><published>2010-02-24T19:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T19:34:19.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #7 pound the pavement</title><content type='html'>everyone is talented.   Multitalented in fact.  I am.   I adore makeup, I'll use my last penny for a new eye color to make my green eyes pop.  Disturbing to some...gold mine for me!  I needed a better second job as I worked weekends on building my radio career so...I hit up Clinique.   I didn't wait to be noticed.  Step out of the (eye) shadow and get noticed! I layed the foundation(pun intended, enjoy superfit) to get my sparkling personality noticed!  Economy shonomy...no excuses!  You wanna make money then find your passion and pound the pavement!  I got an interview that same day...here I am three weeks later and have almost doubled my income!  brokebitch is slowly turning into a has been :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-6076658052012746662?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6076658052012746662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/02/brokebitch-scenerio-7-pound-pavement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6076658052012746662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6076658052012746662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2010/02/brokebitch-scenerio-7-pound-pavement.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #7 pound the pavement'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-2271789845481658858</id><published>2009-10-20T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T19:33:35.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #6 How does a brokebitch shop without money?</title><content type='html'>If you answered credit card, you were just buzzered out.   That's a brokebitch pitfall, you will fall in that pit and never see the light of day.   The  correct answer ding ding ding is.... shopping in your own closet.  You'd be amazed on how you can reinvent clothes you already own!  In some cases maybe you could purchase a new tank, necklace, earrings or hat to add some newness to the ensemble.  However, no need to charge it!  Cuz just in case you didn't know they expect you to pay them back, that's not a thank you note you receive in the mail.  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; your brokebitch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-2271789845481658858?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/2271789845481658858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/brokebitch-scenerio-6-how-does.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2271789845481658858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2271789845481658858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/brokebitch-scenerio-6-how-does.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #6 How does a brokebitch shop without money?'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-6737780047451936601</id><published>2009-10-19T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:20:30.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #5 freebies</title><content type='html'>You know how food is brought into work (radio perk alert)and it's food you don't really like? Learn to like it. It's FREE. That's $5 you just saved for gas, rent or martini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love, brokbitch. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-6737780047451936601?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6737780047451936601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/brokebitch-scenerio-5-freebies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6737780047451936601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6737780047451936601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/brokebitch-scenerio-5-freebies.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #5 freebies'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-5653708041308057111</id><published>2009-10-05T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T08:06:32.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #4 pinching pennies...</title><content type='html'>You know how they say finding a penny on the floor is good luck if heads up? I say it's good luck if you find a penny! Pick that sucker up, it could be your savior for rent this month! A penny saved is a penny earned baby...use these lovely sayings. Why do I pick dirty change off the ground, cause I'm a brokebitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-5653708041308057111?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/5653708041308057111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/brokebitch-scenerio-4-pinching-pennies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5653708041308057111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/5653708041308057111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/brokebitch-scenerio-4-pinching-pennies.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #4 pinching pennies...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-6489236002834728066</id><published>2009-10-04T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:49:58.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brokebitch scenerio #3 Receipts save you...</title><content type='html'>Receipt to the rescue....so a day after purchasing Fiber one pancake mix that I had to have or otherwise unless on sale I wouldn't of purchased, I find a coupon!   So I'll take the receipt back and get my $.60 with much pride.   $.60 could buy me ....well...well...okay it's 2009 where even candy bars are $.80 or more,hmmm....it could buy me ...a triumphant moment, a moment where I beat the system of over charging the average American.   That moment is priceless.   That $.60 is invaluable...oh but it'll be gone before I can truly savor the moment.  ;) cause I'm a brokebitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-6489236002834728066?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/6489236002834728066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/brokebitch-scenerio-3-receipts-save-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6489236002834728066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/6489236002834728066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/brokebitch-scenerio-3-receipts-save-you.html' title='brokebitch scenerio #3 Receipts save you...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-2096349383464202444</id><published>2009-10-03T16:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:43:05.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokebitch scenerio #2, To FIND money or not to find money is the question...</title><content type='html'>Did you know that you can return unopened groceries and get cash back with your receipt? I know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This happened after going to my friend Kate's birthday bash.  Had a lovely sushi dinner ...then came the BILL.   $24...okay I'll use the magic card: Discover.  Waiter: "We don't take Discover, sorry".   Me: "You don't take Discover(thinking, oh crap, $21 in checking, yikes...) "well, well, "(in a customer is always right tone) "you don't ACCEPT me then..." Apperently that doesn't fly.  I used my check card knowing my bill pay wouldn't go through til Monday so I had time to pad my account.  All coat pockets empty.  okay....grocery receipt.  hmmm...I haven't opened the cheese or tortillas.   Okay...grocery store here I come.  To save face, I said I already had those items and bought it by mistake. :)  this brokebitch. doesn't like bouncing, well maybe on the dancefloor but not at the bank(time and place for everything ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-2096349383464202444?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/2096349383464202444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/brokebitch-scenerio-2-to-find-money-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2096349383464202444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/2096349383464202444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/brokebitch-scenerio-2-to-find-money-or.html' title='Brokebitch scenerio #2, To FIND money or not to find money is the question...'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2949163778392661886.post-256510990445966588</id><published>2009-10-02T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:47:14.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saving dough'/><title type='text'>broke bitch scenerio #1</title><content type='html'>Home internet(the start of this brokebitch affair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I was at a birthday dinner to which I wasn't eating dinner because I ate at home to afford a half price martini. I know what I value.;-) So, we're discussing the internet. When I preceed to tell them my story cuz I realize I'm a brokebitch...&lt;/p&gt;ya want it to be quick not costly...does it make you feel good to pay $40 for internet? You can't buy love however, you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;can BUT &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;don't&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; need &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to buy speed on the internet. 19.95 and mine is as quick as a wireless network. Thanks At&amp;amp;t. :) REMEMBER recession=competition. Supply and Demand. Supply is there. But NO demand. Cuz we're all broke bitches....;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~MM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2949163778392661886-256510990445966588?l=mandimichaels.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/feeds/256510990445966588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/broke-bitch-senerio-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/256510990445966588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2949163778392661886/posts/default/256510990445966588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandimichaels.blogspot.com/2009/10/broke-bitch-senerio-1.html' title='broke bitch scenerio #1'/><author><name>brokebitch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05215847689562809191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-23VcmxW_c1o/Te5G2kbCSEI/AAAAAAAAAEw/pIO0tMkGIcU/s220/headshot7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
