<rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Deb's Diary</title><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/home.aspx</link><description>Deb's blog</description><language>en-us</language><copyright>Copyright 2013, KROX-FM</copyright><pubDate>Thu, 23 May 2013 16:12:11 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 15:28:44 GMT</lastBuildDate><ttl>1</ttl><generator>http://emmisinteractive.com</generator><item><title>Bed Problems</title><description>Dear Diary
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I told you yesterday that my boyfriend was moving in for a month this week. He actually stayed over last night, so I suppose that the month has begun. Jason, get the apple juice ready. Now regularly, we don&amp;rsquo;t see each other on Mondays. He works late and I have to get up early. But I wanted to say hi last night when he got home so I texted him and made him come upstairs. Yes, I had to text him. He said that he didn&amp;rsquo;t want to wake me up, but I&amp;rsquo;m pretty sure he didn&amp;rsquo;t come upstairs to see me because it wasn&amp;rsquo;t &amp;lsquo;our day&amp;rsquo; to see each other. I told you he was weird! Anyway, that&amp;rsquo;s not what I want to talk about today. This morning when I woke up, this first morning of our one month stay together, I was facing a problem. ...</description><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10538170</link><author>dokeefe@krox.com (Deb)</author><guid>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10538170</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Apr 2013 15:28:44 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>I'm All Fixed (Kind Of)</title><description>Dear Diary
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I thought I&amp;rsquo;d give you a little back issue update. If you remember, last week I was heading to the doctors for an MRI. I had semi decided not to go as I was starting to feel better, but you guys all yelled at me that I needed to go anyway. Considering I had initially hurt my back on the 6th&amp;nbsp;March, I thought I may as well go and get it done. I was also nervous that my insurance wouldn&amp;rsquo;t cover it. More so if I really was feeling better and didn&amp;rsquo;t need to get one done! Anyway, MRIs are funny. If you&amp;rsquo;ve never had one, let me tell you, they are noisy! I knew this going in so I was prepared to just lay there with all the noise going on, but to my surprise, I fell asleep! What a delightful nap. Except that, embarrassingly, ...</description><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10534995</link><author>dokeefe@krox.com (Deb)</author><guid>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10534995</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2013 15:51:31 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>MRI Worries</title><description>Dear Diary &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
And now, for the latest installment in Deb&amp;rsquo;s Back is all Messed Up. I found out that I&amp;rsquo;ve got a &amp;lsquo;suspected&amp;rsquo; torn disc a couple of weeks ago. Today I&amp;rsquo;m supposed to go for an MRI, which if you aren&amp;rsquo;t familiar with stands for Magnetic Resonance Imaging. I&amp;rsquo;ve got to lay, completely still, in a big giant tube that makes a lot of noises while it takes pretty pictures of my insides. My Doctor wants to see my insides in this very special way as I&amp;rsquo;ve still got a significant amount of pain. I guess the xrays he took don&amp;rsquo;t specifically tell him that my disc is torn, but the pain I&amp;rsquo;m experiencing and the area that it&amp;rsquo;s coming from tells him that. But this MRI will allegedly be conclusive. Here&amp;rsquo;s the thing: I might not even go. I swear my back feels a bit better, and ...</description><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10531751</link><author>dokeefe@krox.com (Deb)</author><guid>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10531751</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 16:00:22 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Air-Conditioned Bed</title><description>Dear Diary
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I had the worst night&amp;rsquo;s sleep last night and it was awful as I had planned on a relaxing early night all day long. The plan was going well. I was all cosy in bed, nice and early. I&amp;rsquo;d had a warm bath and hot cup of chamomile tea and. I was even feeling all sleepy so I was expecting to just drift off into oblivion. But no. Dammit for some reason I just laid there. And laid there sweating as well &amp;nbsp;I might add. Since I hurt my back last month I&amp;rsquo;ve been using a heating pad for pain relief but last night, my AC had got switched off so the house was trying to cool down, and I was laying on a hot pad. When it came to sleep time, I was too hot! I tried to kick my feet out of the covers and ...</description><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10525073</link><author>dokeefe@krox.com (Deb)</author><guid>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10525073</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 13:26:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>WTF Battery</title><description>Dear Diary &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Let's chat about something that I believe plagues us all at some point, shall we? It's a plague that needs to be eradicated and maybe it's time the United Nations stepped in. I am of course talking about the ridiculously short battery life on the iPhone. I'm generally mildly perturbed when in the course of a normal day my phone takes a crap and falls asleep but I'm way beyond perturbed when my phone curls up and dies during SXSW. There are just too many things that hinge on being able to stay in touch with the world during SXSW, mr I'm-too-tired-to-stay-awake-for-longer-than-12hours-iPhone. So what is a girl to do? Buy a new one? Get a different phone? Or worse, get one of those giant battery life extender plug in thingies and walk around with a brick phone in my pocket? I don't know. United Nations? Can you ...</description><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10519299</link><author>dokeefe@krox.com (Deb)</author><guid>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10519299</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Mar 2013 14:27:05 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>My Shoes Stink</title><description>Dear Diary &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I've got a problem and I'm actually a little embarrassed to admit it. I'm sure that there's no shame in it, and also, that everyone else in this room suffers with this problem but that doesn't make me feel any better about it. OK. I'll be brave. I'll just say it. Maybe others will feel empowered by my admission and will be able to come forward too, and we can unite! Unite and try and fight this thing. This..this tragedy. This..this travesty. This issue...of...smelly feet. Yes, you heard me, smelly feet! I found out yesterday that I've got a pair of shoes that make my feet smell! I'm so ashamed! I was trying on new workout shoes at Luke's Locker and wanted to fall into a hole and die. What do people do when they have this terrible problem?</description><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10505883</link><author>dokeefe@krox.com (Deb)</author><guid>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10505883</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2013 16:37:13 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>The Best Investments</title><description>



Dear Diary
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I was watching a TV commercial the other day about some investment firm and it got me thinking about my own investments. I&amp;rsquo;ve got a savings account, a 401K here at work and a ROTH IRA. My boyfriend is always telling me I need to &amp;lsquo;diversify&amp;rsquo; more, and one day I will. Once I&amp;rsquo;ve figured out exactly what that means. I suppose many people would look at my finances and tell me that my biggest investment over the last several years has been my house. And whereas I&amp;rsquo;m semi prone to agree, I&amp;rsquo;d have to say that my biggest and best investment, in my opinion, is either my dog, or my Spanks bra. I&amp;rsquo;m pretty sure I don&amp;rsquo;t have to explain to you how much my dog Blue has enriched my life. Between all his illnesses and such, he&amp;rsquo;s certainly cost me a pretty penny, but the ...</description><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10502896</link><author>dokeefe@krox.com (Deb)</author><guid>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10502896</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2013 17:16:49 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Infestation!</title><description>Dear Diary &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It's been pretty busy around my house over the last couple of weeks. Not only was I getting ready for, and cleaning up after my snowboarding trip, but I've had to prepare my spare room for the impending arrival of my new roommate. This has been more work than I realised. Not only did I have the stress of where to send my not so crappy old clothes to, but I had to move all my spare junk up to the attic. Oh and also, yesterday I finally took my Christmas tree down. What a pain in the arse that was! Who's idea was it to buy a gd real Christmas tree! I have no clue what to do with it now. It'll probably just sit in my back yard for a 100 years. Unless anyone wants a gently used christmas tree that is... Anyway, with all ...</description><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10496462</link><author>dokeefe@krox.com (Deb)</author><guid>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10496462</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2013 16:10:23 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>I Want Food!</title><description>Dear Diary &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;While many people this January have made new years resolutions to eat better and drink less alcohol, I seem to have gone the other way. It's only the 22nd of January and I feel fatter than I did before Christmas. WTF? I think there has just been a lot of parties and get togethers that have made it difficult for me to watch what I put in my body. Including this past weekend as I went down to San Antonio for the Spurs game. Did you know they sell these giant tri colored frozen margaritas that come in fun yard glasses? And did you know that they have really good Mexican food in San Antonio? Well enough's enough. On Sunday I decided that I needed to have a reset for my poor abused body. I picked up a two day supply of Clean Start, the ...</description><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10493358</link><author>dokeefe@krox.com (Deb)</author><guid>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10493358</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2013 15:49:53 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>The 19th Time's The Charm</title><description>Dear Diary
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I had a moment yesterday of simultaneous dumbassery and extreme awesomeness. I'm sure (well I'm hoping) others have been through the same thing. And if not, I'm telling you this story as a PSA, a cautionary tale if you will. Two Sundays ago I went to see a movie at the Alamo Drafthouse on Slaughter with some friends. It was the day after my poor little Blue had almost died and was in bad shape at the vets. I was pretty worried about Blue and I'd had a few pops to settle my nerves. In fact we decided to go and see a crappy movie just because I was kinda drunk. You know, I didn't want to waste a perfectly good movie when I was not really going to take it in. I just wanted something to keep my mind off of Blue. Anyway, the movie was ...</description><link>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10490245</link><author>dokeefe@krox.com (Deb)</author><guid>http://www.101x.com/DebsDiary/blogentry.aspx?BlogEntryID=10490245</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2013 17:15:30 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
