<?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-2930682746341776165</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:56:24.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Journey of Self Discovery</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-8519320145497738720</id><published>2009-06-16T13:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:24:25.304-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No longer a virgin</title><content type='html'>I have now officially attended my first &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I have to say Milwaukee does it right, a three day festival and then a parade on Sunday....a whole weekend of gay!! Friday night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LWB&lt;/span&gt; and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bartended&lt;/span&gt; with some friends for Lesbian Alliance, and despite the cold, blisters, and sore feet it was great! We had the most poplar pod around!! By the end of the night be were looking great to the drunk women we were serving and were making a ton of money on the tips! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LWB&lt;/span&gt; in particular had an admirer named Sonia, who wanted her lei, and well probably a little more :-)! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Although&lt;/span&gt; I have to give credit to my love, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LWB&lt;/span&gt;, because she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;handled&lt;/span&gt; herself wonderfully! I just wanted to let all of you know that I have officially broken my pride fest cherry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come later...I have a few topics to share!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-8519320145497738720?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/8519320145497738720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-longer-virgin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/8519320145497738720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/8519320145497738720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-longer-virgin.html' title='No longer a virgin'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-7860816044152144304</id><published>2009-06-05T13:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:27:25.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel Good Song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://livinglifewithoutborders.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LWB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (my girlfriend) showed me this amazing music video last night! She posted it on &lt;a href="http://livinglifewithoutborders.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog &lt;/a&gt;and we watched it together. I felt so amazing watching it in her arms and being able to turn my head and give her a big kiss! In &lt;a href="http://livinglifewithoutborders.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog &lt;/a&gt;she wrote about how amazing this song and music video make her feel. I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;overwhelmed&lt;/span&gt; with joy and happiness and goosebumps last night watching the video. It truly is an inspiration! Thank you baby for sharing such an amazing song and video! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ue65TyCjFzE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ue65TyCjFzE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-7860816044152144304?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/7860816044152144304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/feel-good-song.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/7860816044152144304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/7860816044152144304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/feel-good-song.html' title='Feel Good Song!'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-2467522281048678432</id><published>2009-06-05T13:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:22:05.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Defenders</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to share this video with you all! &lt;a href="http://livinglifewithoutborders.blogspot.com/"&gt;LWB&lt;/a&gt; (my girlfriend) has it posted on &lt;a href="http://livinglifewithoutborders.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;! She is so amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QNiqfRyoAyA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QNiqfRyoAyA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-2467522281048678432?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/2467522281048678432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/defenders.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/2467522281048678432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/2467522281048678432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/defenders.html' title='The Defenders'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-7345289454144762873</id><published>2009-06-03T13:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:28:12.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Week</title><content type='html'>For some reason I cannot stop thinking about the Prop 8 outcome. I have tried to just let it go, and not rant. However, its too hard. It makes me so angry. I just do not understand how people can be so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ignorant&lt;/span&gt;. I just have to come to terms with the fact that their ignorance is something I will never understand. Through all of this I know that I want to somehow become way more involved in protests and organizations that are still fighting, with all of us, for our basic civil right to get married. So each week I am going to be posting a quote of the week that has somehow touched me (I will also update you on my progress in becoming an activist!). So here it is...by the famous Cynthia Nixon at Broadway Impact's Equality &lt;a href="http://www.afterellen.com/people/2009/5/cynthia-nixon"&gt;rally for marriage equality&lt;/a&gt; legislation in New York City last Sunday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;"The right to marry is about us, it is not about you, any more than the fight for integration was about white people, or a women's right to vote was about men. It is only about you to the extent that you have to live with yourself knowing that you are depriving a significant portion of the population their basic civil rights." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343168811688396146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sia_uZOiBXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FeOLMl8mKSg/s320/cynthia+nixon.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is Cynthia Nixon and her partner Christine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marinoni&lt;/span&gt; at the rally! They are also engaged! And so cute together!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PEACE and EQUALITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-7345289454144762873?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/7345289454144762873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/7345289454144762873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/7345289454144762873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/quote-of-week.html' title='Quote of the Week'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sia_uZOiBXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FeOLMl8mKSg/s72-c/cynthia+nixon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-412039979526773570</id><published>2009-06-02T19:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:51:06.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiXKj4RlZsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_mSqcRtj7ZM/s1600-h/california-gay-wedd_679924n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342899250695333570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiXKj4RlZsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_mSqcRtj7ZM/s400/california-gay-wedd_679924n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pictured here are Del Martin and Phyllis Lyon. As most of you probably know they were one of 18,000 or so couples who got married in California before Prop 8. The good news for them and these couples is that their marriage will still be recognized by the state of California. Now, I remember hearing this amazing couples story a while ago but as I was doing my activism research I came across them again, and I just HAD to write. Del Martin and Phyllis Lyon were one of the first couples married in California. They had been together for 50 years before wedding on June 16, 2008. Together and as individuals they did some amazing things. Together they founded the Daughters of Bilitis (DOB) in San Francisco in 1955 (the first social and political organization for lesbians in the U.S.). Lyon was the original editor of &lt;a href="http://www.afterellen.com/archive/ellen/column/2005/11/backintheday.html"&gt;The Ladder&lt;/a&gt;, the first nationally distributed lesbian publication in the U.S., founded in 1956. Both women worked to form the Council of Religion and Homosexuality (CRH) in northern California to persuade ministers to accept homosexuals into churches, and used their influence to decriminalize homosexuality in the late 1960s and early 1970s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In August of 2008 Del Martin passed away from complications of an arm bone fracture in San Francisco. Shortly after Del's death Phyllis released a statement saying&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; “I am devastated, but I take some solace in knowing we were able to enjoy the ultimate rite of love and commitment before she passed.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343175349397463170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SibFq8F1oII/AAAAAAAAAH4/ad7OsMpH8Kw/s320/del.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LA Times recently released an &lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/opinion/commentary/la-oe-lyon26-2009may26,0,3759841.story?track=rss"&gt;AMAZING article &lt;/a&gt;on the two women about their lives, accomplishments, and Phyllis's take on the recent Prop 8 issues. Today I am printing out this article and hanging it on the refrigerator at home. It is such an uplifting piece. These two women did such wonderful things together, and fought through a hard time to come out better on the other end. The women did not let stereotypes and people's judgements hurt them, they just kept pushing and opening up the eyes of others to such an important issue. I hope I can look back on my life and feel accomplished and good about what I have left behind. These women are inspiring and I will turn to them when I feel frustrated about our countries stance on LGBT issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope you all found this post as moving as it was for me to write. I have enjoyed sharing my inspiration! In the end, it is love that matters, and being with those you love, no matter what other people thing! (I love you!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Peace and Equality &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-412039979526773570?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/412039979526773570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictured-here-are-del-martin-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/412039979526773570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/412039979526773570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictured-here-are-del-martin-and.html' title='A New Inspiration'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiXKj4RlZsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_mSqcRtj7ZM/s72-c/california-gay-wedd_679924n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-5138324180258893846</id><published>2009-06-01T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:18:52.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>I am changing the name that I am using to refer to my girlfriend.  In former posts she has been referred to as A.  However, from now on she will be called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LWB&lt;/span&gt;!  I will keep reminding you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; in the next few posts so we can all get used to it!  Oh or we could all just call her &lt;em&gt;The Awesome One&lt;/em&gt; :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-5138324180258893846?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/5138324180258893846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/5138324180258893846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/5138324180258893846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-1043218874890187419</id><published>2009-06-01T13:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:16:55.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WanderWomyn</title><content type='html'>For those of you who have followed this blog for a while or read most of the posts, you know that my girlfriend and I recently moved to Milwaukee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wi&lt;/span&gt; to be together. When we first moved here we did not know many people, and have had trouble meeting queer women. Finally, a group came out called &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WanderWomyn/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WanderWomyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The group is for queer women who enjoy doing outdoors type activities. I joined the email list when I first heard about it and my girlfriend and I have been going to a few activities. On Fridays we go to play some relaxed kickball! Usually followed by some form of drinks and food. We have begun to meet some great people through this group. This past Friday we went to go to kickball and not many showed up. Which turned out to be okay, b/c it was really the fun group who showed up. So we decided to go to a bar, drink, get pizza and then have a game night. It turned out to be a pretty fun night. It's nice to have a small group of people around here to feel comfortable around. It's just the beginning of our friendships, but I hope to grow closer and have a nice tight knit group of friends to make the long winters much more bearable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just wanted to get it out there for those of you who might be from the Southeastern Wisconsin area! Or to those of you who are in the same situation to not give up hope, and put yourselves out there! &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WanderWomyn/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is the link to the &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WanderWomyn/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WanderWomyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group on Yahoo! I hope you join or start up your own group!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-1043218874890187419?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/1043218874890187419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/wanderwomyn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/1043218874890187419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/1043218874890187419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/06/wanderwomyn.html' title='WanderWomyn'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-2197568284226839959</id><published>2009-05-31T21:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T21:25:34.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prop 8 pictures</title><content type='html'>Tonight my girlfriend (whose name I am changing in my blog, but I have not decided to what yet) and I were sitting around and relaxing and going through some of our old stuff. I was looking through pictures and saw some of the Prop 8 protest we went to in November and thought I would share some. Especially now with the horrible decision made in California to NOT overturn Prop 8..but that rant is for another day and time. I hope you enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7B4B1xVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JsUIDFPLJq0/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7B4B1xVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JsUIDFPLJq0/s320/077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178486397551954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7CPfFS9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/4UptLtoPSww/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7CPfFS9I/AAAAAAAAAHY/4UptLtoPSww/s320/080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178492694219730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7BWo7ECI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EBXidL_hIcU/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7BWo7ECI/AAAAAAAAAHI/EBXidL_hIcU/s320/076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178477434671138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7BHjzW_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/l4N73D5gU0E/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7BHjzW_I/AAAAAAAAAHA/l4N73D5gU0E/s320/075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178473386662898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7A3oxTeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Ihi3DcbGWr8/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7A3oxTeI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Ihi3DcbGWr8/s320/074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342178469112532450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM6L991-qI/AAAAAAAAAGw/e_CvMmO2zyk/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM6L991-qI/AAAAAAAAAGw/e_CvMmO2zyk/s320/073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342177560278465186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM6Lae2P3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/nAcPT-i0s3U/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM6Lae2P3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/nAcPT-i0s3U/s320/072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342177550753218418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM6LEM4J9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/FSLf2_qp66A/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM6LEM4J9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/FSLf2_qp66A/s320/071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342177544772265938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM6K7vFipI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Cb9raWR2kLg/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM6K7vFipI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Cb9raWR2kLg/s320/070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342177542499830418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM6KeXG1gI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kO-d0y2GbQQ/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM6KeXG1gI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/kO-d0y2GbQQ/s320/064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342177534614623746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have SO many more pictures on my computer.  I will start posting some on the side of my blog!  I also wanted to share this video I got in am email from the Human Rights Campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vfPNO7G7qqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vfPNO7G7qqY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;Pace! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-2197568284226839959?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/2197568284226839959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/05/tonight-my-girlfriend-whose-name-i-am.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/2197568284226839959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/2197568284226839959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/05/tonight-my-girlfriend-whose-name-i-am.html' title='Prop 8 pictures'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SiM7B4B1xVI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/JsUIDFPLJq0/s72-c/077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-1450714100655867225</id><published>2009-05-12T13:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:30:27.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend of Wine</title><content type='html'>This past weekend I went with LWB (my girlfriend) and some of her friends to Green Bay to celebrate a friends birthday. The plan was to drive up Friday night, go to dinner, and then just hang out. We would then wake up on Saturday and start in Green Bay and go all the way up to &lt;a href="http://www.doorcounty.com/"&gt;Door County &lt;/a&gt;visiting seven wineries on the way up! The seven wineries were definitely what we are all most excited for. A day of drinking wine, what could be better?!?! LWB and I were really excited because we heard &lt;a href="http://www.doorcounty.com/"&gt;Door County &lt;/a&gt;was gorgeous, and we were excited to see it. However, it was FREEZING, and stupid me, left my bag at LWB's house! So, LWB and I had to make a late night &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; trip to buy me underwear and PJ's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I had a great weekend. I love spending time with LWB and seeing new parts of the state of Wisconsin. I figure while I am here, I should explore and enjoy it because I think it does have a lot to offer. There were some things that did bother me a little bit. It's hard sometimes because some people can make some offensive comments about issues such as queer, or pro choice. I just think the queer stuff definitely hits home for me sometime. You should all check out &lt;a href="http://livinglifewithoutborders.blogspot.com/"&gt;LWB blog &lt;/a&gt;because she did a great job of talking about some of the conversations we had this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best things about the weekend was the wonderful gifts that LWB and I bought ourselves to bring back! We got some AMAZING sweet potato butter, cherry salsa, and of course some wonderful bottles of wine...so you should all come visit so we can have a party :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I digressed a lot there, but I was not really sure where I was going with this post, but here is my ramble for the day....it is amazing to me how different my thinking seems to be from many people I have met here in Wisconsin, or just many of the average Americans. Since discovering that I am queer, I have changed many of my views and found myself looking for new ways of thinking and becoming so much more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;open minded&lt;/span&gt; and well, I think I really love it. I love listening to the stories people have to tell. It always amazes me how much each of us has to say, but most times do not say it. Our stories are all so important and make us all who we are. Maybe that's why I love reading blogs so much because it just little stories from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; lives! Too bad I have a hard time being this open in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one last thing. The director at the school I work at is gay. Being gay and advocating for gay rights has always been a big part of his life. Therefore, it was really easy for me to come out to him, and even to just sit in his office and chat. It's nice being so open with some people at work. Anyways, as I was going through mail from my school mailbox I came across a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt; given to me by the director. Now on the top of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt; in big letters says, "WHY WE LOVE LESBIANS!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; I almost died, I had to read it about four times before I realized that I was reading it correctly. I would have never guessed I would have found myself working for a gay man in charge of a school and would have NEVER guessed I would receive anything like that in my school mailbox. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; it's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading my ramblings (thanks for the ramblings word choice LWB!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-1450714100655867225?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/1450714100655867225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-of-wine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/1450714100655867225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/1450714100655867225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend-of-wine.html' title='A Weekend of Wine'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-9213590397884520658</id><published>2009-05-06T13:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:31:36.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise I'm really back this time..</title><content type='html'>Wow, so time flies, again. It's been a busy week with finals and report cards and just plain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; life. So here I am again..and I PROMISE to be back much more frequently. Just a few things. First of all when I started this blog I was unsure of where it was going and if it should be focused on just one issue or a personal blog. It seemed to go in the direction of focusing on lesbian/women. However, I am made the final decision to make is just a simple personal blog. I know that I will have much more to write about....and I hope that I am as interesting as some of the stuff I have already written.. :-) So, I am glad that's out of the way....you will now be getting some pretty frequent updates on my life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been a few issues on my mind lately...mostly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stemmed&lt;/span&gt; from watching TV or just social issues in general. First I want to talk about marriage vs. commitment. Now, growing up, I just assumed one day I would get married, have kids, life in a small community and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt; you get the rest. However, now that I have begun to grow up, and discover a lot about myself some of those predictions have faded. Being in a same sex relationship, I cannot take marriage for granted, and have looked at making commitments in a different way. Now, I can also attribute a lot of this thinking to my lovely girlfriend LWB, who has been way ahead of everyone else, and very kindly educates me on these issues (thank you LWB!). So here is my latest rant and rave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;WB and I were watching Desperate Housewives this past Sunday. Now, for all of you that have not watched, this will spoil a small amount of the episode. Anyways, Kathrine and Mike have been dating for a while, and Katherine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bribed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt; (Mike's son) so ask him why he and Kathrine are not married yet, and if he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; to ask her to marry him. Mike just avoids the subject and just says that he really loves her and she is fantastic, but does not answer the marriage questions. Towards the end of the episode Kathrine brings up this issue to Mike. Now, Mike had been married to Susan, and they ended up getting a divorce. As Katherine asks Mike why he does not want to get married, Mike responds that he loves Kathrine very much and is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt; to her, he just does not want to get married. Now, to me, this makes perfect sense. Mike was married once, got divorced, and does not see marriage as a necessity but is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;committing&lt;/span&gt; to Kathrine. He has no plans to break up with her. Katherine on the other hand gets very upset, and assumes that this means her and Mike have no future. She gets mad and does not understand how Mike could want to be with her, but have no plan of getting married. Now, personally I feel as though this is probably why a lot of marriages end up in divorce. Some people just do not want to get married, but that doesn't mean they are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt; to each other. Just because some people feel as though marriage is not for them, does not mean they will not spend the rest of their life in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some food for thought....Thanks for reading, and I promise I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;baaaackkk&lt;/span&gt;! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-9213590397884520658?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/9213590397884520658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-promise-im-really-back-this-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/9213590397884520658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/9213590397884520658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-promise-im-really-back-this-time.html' title='I promise I&apos;m really back this time..'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-3654103525231477759</id><published>2009-04-21T13:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:33:18.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night Shenanigans</title><content type='html'>Wow, I apologize for being MIA for so long. Life has been busy and has been flying by. I cannot believe that it is the end of April already. Where did the year go? Anyways, I am back, and will be posting frequently again. As for this post, I am going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; about some Saturday night Shenanigans. In my last post I wrote about how people here in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Midwest&lt;/span&gt; confuse girlfriend vs girl friend. Particularly one of LWB's coworkers (who we will call Connie) who she has already tried to come out to. However, Connie, for some odd reason, just does not get it. I am still in shock she has not figured it out. So, on Saturday night I went out with LWB to one of her coworkers birthday celebrations. I know a few people from her program so I knew that I would at least have people to talk to and hang out with. We picked up Connie, who insisted on getting to the bar right on time, and went to meet everyone else. We were obviously there very early because who gets to a bar on time after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pregamming&lt;/span&gt; at the house first. Oh right, you guess it..no one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was a nice night we decided to grab a drink and sit outside. I went in with Connie to get the first round, a beer for each of us. We sat down and I am pretty sure in a matter of about 5 to 10 minutes Connie's beer was gone! Now, I had also drank my beer pretty quickly but wow, Connie was already heading in by herself to grab round 2. This drinking pattern of pounding beer continued on for a while, leading to about 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; beers in a one hour. Before I knew it things got sloppy. She was walking around shouting like a high school student about how "intoxicated" she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all feeling pretty good and having a great time and decided to head to the dance floor. Now, Connie was pumped because she had been dancing in the booth the whole time while pounding beers and telling everyone she was "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SOO&lt;/span&gt; intoxicated." As we began dancing I noticed how close Connie was to me. Kind of following around while trying to grind with me. I would turn my back, and still feel her grinding. I would walk away and before I knew it, there she was...humping me again. I knew that A noticed this and found it very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;humorous&lt;/span&gt;. She instantly grabbed my camera and starting taking pictures. I have one picture in particular of Connie looking so happy and me very concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it wasn't the fact that another girl besides LWB was dancing with me, it was more how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;unsexy&lt;/span&gt; Connie was, and how SHE thought it was so incredibly sexy to dance with another girl, and how the boys probably thought she looked great! When in reality she was a sloppy mess, following me around the dance floor, all over me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Way&lt;/span&gt; more than LWB was even close to dancing with me. After this unfortunate dance floor incident, we all went back upstairs to sit in a booth, have a beer and just hang out. I was sitting diagonally from Connie. I noticed she kept leaning all over one of the boys we were sitting with. Then kind of lying sideways on the booth, almost passing out. One time I called her out and told her she was definitely going to pass out in the booth. She then replied with "I have never once passed out, I will not in the booth!" Now, she did not say this in a mean way, she just wanted to let me know that she could handle her alcohol and she was FINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am chuckling at her response because of what happened about 5 minutes after she let me know she is a champ drinker. I happened to look back over at her, and noticed her hanging over the side of the booth....puking!! She did not even attempt to make it to the bathroom! Now being out of college, as &lt;a href="http://livinglifewithoutborders.blogspot.com/2009/04/alcohol-and-internet.html"&gt;LWB stated in her blog&lt;/a&gt;, puking over booths in a bar, makes for a poor scene. After I noticed her trowing up, I quickly jumped up and ran to get her and bring her outside. I pretty much pulled her from the bar, brought her outside and sat her in a chair. I then actually lectured her on the fact that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pounding&lt;/span&gt; 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; beers in one hour was NOT a good choice. Wow. There are actually a lot more incidents to report from a certain Connie from that night, but it's too much. I just wanted to focus on the dancing and puking parts. The dancing and being ALL OVER me was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; weird, especially for someone who is so oblivious to a relationship that is right in front of her! And because she gets jealous when LWB leaves the office to hangout with me...or really anytime she knows that LWB and I are hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a tribute to drunk Connie, here is a video of random acts of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;drunkenness&lt;/span&gt; and a tribute to a Sloppy Saturday Night! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tZmDWltBziM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tZmDWltBziM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to be back!! Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-3654103525231477759?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/3654103525231477759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-night-shenanigans.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/3654103525231477759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/3654103525231477759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-night-shenanigans.html' title='Saturday Night Shenanigans'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-2879575275027402521</id><published>2009-03-21T13:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:35:04.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriend or Girl Friend</title><content type='html'>My girlfriend I just recently moved together to the Midwest. We moved here after spending a year in a long distance relationship, for LWB to attend graduate school and for myself to find a new job. When we moved here I decided that I wanted to be as open as possible about my relationship, I did not want to hide it. As I made friends at work, I, as well as LWB, began to realize that many people here referred to their best girl friends as "girlfriend." The same way that my grandmother does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, I have referred to LWB as my girlfriend, and people got it, and nothing more needed to be said. However, here when I introduce LWB as my girlfriend people just assume she is my friend, and nothing more. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;confusion&lt;/span&gt; has proved difficult, for the both of us. We do not want to use the term Partner. It's not for us, and I don't feel as though we should change how we chose to label ourselves just because people are confused. About six months ago LWB tried to come out to her co-worker and friend, who she spends almost all of her time with when she is at school. After stating she had a girlfriend, who also lived here with her, and LWB said she was sorry for not telling her friend sooner. Assuming that her friend understood this, she talked about me, and where I was from etc. After some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;brief&lt;/span&gt; conversation, LWB began to realize that her friend did not actually get it. She just thought I was a good friend. Shit, this posed a problem, how do you come out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; twice, that just sucks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Especially&lt;/span&gt; someone, who if she really looked at it and thought about it, she would have known that LWB and I are more that just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another incident of this has happened many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;times&lt;/span&gt; at my work. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; past weekend we went to a fundraiser at my school and I introduced LWB to people as my girlfriend, hoping that would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; get it. Some we think did, and then we'd get the question, "are you girls roommates?" No, we are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;roommates&lt;/span&gt;, we are lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is all over the place. I just needed to get it out, because it's frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading! Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-2879575275027402521?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/2879575275027402521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/03/girlfriend-or-girlfriend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/2879575275027402521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/2879575275027402521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/03/girlfriend-or-girlfriend.html' title='Girlfriend or Girl Friend'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-3774953595091387393</id><published>2009-03-02T17:40:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:12:33.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The One the Only....Bette Porter</title><content type='html'>In honor of the L Word so sadly ending I decided to write a post about my all time favorite character Better Porter! Since season 1 she has been my number 1. After 6 seasons I have yet to pin point what it is about her that I love. I know as my girlfriend is reading this she is just laughing at me, because she knows how much I love Bette. Even though I think she is hands down the hottest character, I feel as though there is much more to her that I am so drawn to. She exhibits many of the same amazing characteristics that my girlfriend does; dedication, passion, hard working, loving, and caring. Yes, Bette does have her flaws, however, without those flaws I don't think she would be as amazing. Not everyone is perfect and I think it's important to see each person for who they truly are. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt;, in honor of the wonderful Bette Porter, here are some of my favorite pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Classic Better Porter, how can you not smile?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SaxwhzkcwaI/AAAAAAAAADM/b6aAtjuLBsU/s1600-h/bette1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308741786844053922" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SaxwhzkcwaI/AAAAAAAAADM/b6aAtjuLBsU/s320/bette1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is classic picture of Bette on any L Word advertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SaxxS53O1pI/AAAAAAAAADk/89M7UiG-29Q/s1600-h/bette2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308742630347036306" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 250px; cursor: pointer; height: 309px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SaxxS53O1pI/AAAAAAAAADk/89M7UiG-29Q/s320/bette2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know, stop drooling, this picture is amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SaxxTOHgvPI/AAAAAAAAADs/InQKR6SqCKk/s1600-h/bette3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308742635784027378" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; cursor: pointer; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SaxxTOHgvPI/AAAAAAAAADs/InQKR6SqCKk/s320/bette3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking wonderful at some benefit or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa2C13296jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zTRnXchDIik/s1600-h/bette4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309043397778860594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 274px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa2C13296jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/zTRnXchDIik/s320/bette4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Another amazing one!! Loving the hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa2C1nIxvDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gtozkXGoDHg/s1600-h/bette3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309043393290157106" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 218px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa2C1nIxvDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gtozkXGoDHg/s320/bette3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How Can your not smile at this smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa2C1vbd_PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/s4o5yVLku0A/s1600-h/bette2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309043395516038386" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 292px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa2C1vbd_PI/AAAAAAAAAEE/s4o5yVLku0A/s320/bette2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A classic worried Bette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa2C1ZgYI3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/JjyfwpRKGLQ/s1600-h/bette1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309043389631046514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 209px; height: 288px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa2C1ZgYI3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/JjyfwpRKGLQ/s320/bette1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I had to put this one in simply because it's from my favorite episode, and Bette has a wonderful competitive side :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa3FW2Fa3QI/AAAAAAAAAEc/N73cZZYoDOA/s1600-h/bette4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa3FW2Fa3QI/AAAAAAAAAEc/N73cZZYoDOA/s320/bette4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309116532005723394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why this is so small but I had to do a Jennifer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Beals&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Flashdance&lt;/span&gt; picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa3FXfokxHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pA0nZxkPcW0/s1600-h/bette6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 93px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa3FXfokxHI/AAAAAAAAAEs/pA0nZxkPcW0/s320/bette6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309116543159026802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot...is all we can really say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa3FXEEnqrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xPL2NzrzFS0/s1600-h/bette5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa3FXEEnqrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/xPL2NzrzFS0/s320/bette5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309116535760464562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought it would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appropriate&lt;/span&gt; if I ended with a picture of the best couple.  I give you permission to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ooogle&lt;/span&gt; at their adorableness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa3FXpmOk5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/yDhXNVmI_ao/s1600-h/bette7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/Sa3FXpmOk5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/yDhXNVmI_ao/s320/bette7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309116545833538450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the end of my Bette Porter/Jennifer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Beals&lt;/span&gt; montage.  I know there are probably a few too many but I could have gone on forever!  I also recently stumbled upon a new site that I couldn't resist sharing.  If you like Bette and Tina and the L Word then you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have to check out &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.tibette.com"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site all about &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.tibette.com"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TiBette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed the tribute post! More to come as we sadly say goodbye to the L Word.  Now go ahead wipe off the drool, pick up your mouth from the floor and go on with you day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always...Peace!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2930682746341776165-3774953595091387393?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/3774953595091387393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-onlybette-porter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/3774953595091387393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/3774953595091387393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-onlybette-porter.html' title='The One the Only....Bette Porter'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SaxwhzkcwaI/AAAAAAAAADM/b6aAtjuLBsU/s72-c/bette1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-7726416769430357989</id><published>2009-02-23T19:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:08:50.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La La La</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; lately I've been trying to branch out my music a little bit.  I want to listen to music that makes me feel good; rather than that crap on the radio (although not all of it is crap :-)) I have been trying to listen to more women artists, well because I love women.  I decided to post some music videos of some famous women artists who I have recently been enjoying!  Feel free to comment and let me know which ones you like. Happy Listening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XgEfYGzojcA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XgEfYGzojcA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yael&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Naim&lt;/span&gt;.  I have recently been loving this song! I discovered it while listening to my Pandora station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRkb-keBWgo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RRkb-keBWgo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Course I had to post this great song! Indigo Girls with Missy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Higgens&lt;/span&gt;, could it get any better?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F183XoiMNtk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F183XoiMNtk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unbelievable Betty with the L Word theme song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uQ9iPPfOMvM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uQ9iPPfOMvM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite Uh Huh Her song.  And the bonus is that Alice is a part of Uh Huh Her :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XqCLBg1IYE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6XqCLBg1IYE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tegan&lt;/span&gt; and Sara cover the song Walking with a Ghost by the White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WeBAgSe6bTI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WeBAgSe6bTI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Missy Higgins is playing her song Steer.  Personally I am a big fan of the guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed the music.  This is just a small sample, hopefully more to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I mentioned &lt;a href="http://pandora.com/"&gt;Pandora&lt;/a&gt; earlier in my post and thought I should elaborate.  &lt;a href="http://pandora.com/"&gt;Pandora&lt;/a&gt; is a free Music on the Internet.  You can design our own stations based on your favorite songs or artists.  &lt;a href="http://pandora.com/"&gt;Pandora&lt;/a&gt; will then play music similar to the styles of the song or artist chose.  It's really an amazing invention, I listen to it all the time!  I urge you all to check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Through Music!  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-7726416769430357989?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/7726416769430357989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/02/la-la-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/7726416769430357989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/7726416769430357989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/02/la-la-la.html' title='La La La'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-6589170280701051298</id><published>2009-02-12T16:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:35:33.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three's Company</title><content type='html'>My girlfriend and I recently started talking about opening up our relationship. As we have had this discussion many times, I have recently realized that I am definitely ready to start being open. I now realize that it is very important to explore sexuality, see what else is out there, and feed sexual desires. There are so many relationships and marriages that have begun to fall about due to infidelity of one of the people in the relationship. Our society has told us, that when two people are married, or in a serious relationship they must not sleep with anyone else. Where did that idea come from? Who decides what rules my relationship must follow? Shouldn't the rules be made by the two people who are in that relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Now I know there are many other issues with open relationships; the major one being jealousy. However, why is there reason to be jealous if your partner still loves you the same, still wants to be with you, still wants to have sex with you? I think we just assume we should be jealous that our partner is having sex with someone else. But think about it, if some people talked about sexual autonomy and open relationships, then wouldn't the divorce rate go down? Wouldn't couples stay together longer? These are just some of the issues that have popped into my head. I strongly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that each situation and open relationship is very different for each couple and that it is important to be open and honest with all of the partners involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my girlfriend and I we decided that it might be best to start opening up our relationship by having a threesome with another girl. Now, we are both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;primarily&lt;/span&gt; attracted to women and sexually desire women. We have both been there done that with men, and are looking to explore our sexuality. My partner made us a profile on the website sapphire.com saying that we would like no strings attached threesome with another woman. We got one reply back from a woman who seemed to be using the website for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;advertising&lt;/span&gt;; therefore we had no success. But really, how do you choose the right woman for a threesome? Where do we begin looking? Is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Craigslist &lt;/span&gt;really a safe way to meet women? These questions are very unanswered for me, but I am very excited about finding someone. I think it will be an adventure; and certainly an experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the right woman is found...how do threesomes work? Are there roles each person plays? Are there rules to be followed? The only threesome's I've ever encountered have been in movies, and cheap porn. But how accurate are those scenes? I guess the answers will all come with experience, and I will be sure to share with you some of the trials and tribulations along the way!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, thanks for reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-6589170280701051298?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/6589170280701051298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/02/threesomes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/6589170280701051298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/6589170280701051298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/02/threesomes.html' title='Three&apos;s Company'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-3528867874025322376</id><published>2009-02-10T22:02:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:13:15.132-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZJQTOADhMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HUtzw6qnRY8/s1600-h/eq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZJQTOADhMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HUtzw6qnRY8/s320/eq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301388002474558658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is the 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; annual Freedom to Marry Week, February 8-14, 2009.  People across the country have pledged to take part in any of  7 Conversations in 7 Days during the week to move equality forward across the country, and it’s not too late!  There are many ways to get involved, the easiest one is just having a conversation with someone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freedomtomarry.org/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is the link to the National Freedom to Marry website!  Listed there are so many ways in which to get involved.  Ways such as posting a link on a blog or social networking site, wearing a button, or just talking to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; support we are one step closer to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;achieving&lt;/span&gt; equal rights for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-3528867874025322376?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/3528867874025322376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-week-is-12-th-annual-freedom-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/3528867874025322376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/3528867874025322376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-week-is-12-th-annual-freedom-to.html' title=''/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZJQTOADhMI/AAAAAAAAAC8/HUtzw6qnRY8/s72-c/eq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-3642003792301534013</id><published>2009-02-09T13:12:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:53:24.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Beautiful Diversity</title><content type='html'>This past weekend my girlfriend and I were talking about the differences between various &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;labels&lt;/span&gt; typically given to lesbians. Labels such as, &lt;em&gt;femme, butch, lipstick lesbian, lipstick butch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saphhist&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;etc. As we were discussing the various &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definitions&lt;/span&gt; I realized it's hard to just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;categorize&lt;/span&gt; people. I think that it is amazing that there are so many different types of Queer and Lesbian women out there. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;strongly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that it is important to celebrate the diversity we have within such a small community. So in my own small way, I decided to begin the celebration of Queer and Lesbian women and our diversity! So here are some pictures to celebrate the diversity and beauty of Lesbian and Queer women!&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZDcFx9NkMI/AAAAAAAAACk/M7LkamePwYQ/s320/lez.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300978753282609346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZDd41zRmZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/U-Jm93ymMkg/s1600-h/l4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZDd41zRmZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/U-Jm93ymMkg/s320/l4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300980729999628690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZDd48lbSsI/AAAAAAAAACs/H0d_HNaI2Zg/s1600-h/l3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZDd48lbSsI/AAAAAAAAACs/H0d_HNaI2Zg/s320/l3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300980731820591810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZDcFx9NkMI/AAAAAAAAACk/M7LkamePwYQ/s1600-h/lez.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300886173244953138" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 223px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZCH46cLkjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/u_Ga6bM4jZs/s320/l3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZDcFm_s10I/AAAAAAAAACc/Mbnse6qzkBM/s1600-h/l2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZDcFm_s10I/AAAAAAAAACc/Mbnse6qzkBM/s320/l2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300978750340257602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300886170804889714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 226px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZCH4xWbKHI/AAAAAAAAACI/w-5AnEMxIOg/s320/l1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300886171148393714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 249px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZCH4yoUnPI/AAAAAAAAACA/Ijeg-UuxxRI/s320/l2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300886166806632082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 242px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZCH4idKlpI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7hqDvypxAYc/s320/l.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2930682746341776165-3642003792301534013?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/3642003792301534013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/02/celebrating-beautiful-diversity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/3642003792301534013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/3642003792301534013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/02/celebrating-beautiful-diversity.html' title='Celebrating Beautiful Diversity'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SZDcFx9NkMI/AAAAAAAAACk/M7LkamePwYQ/s72-c/lez.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-7580717558735988692</id><published>2009-02-01T16:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T17:13:09.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Straight Until Proven Gay</title><content type='html'>Why does everyone feel like it's so imperative to know whether or not someone is gay.  We don't walk up to people and immediately ask, oh are you straight??  I can understand if there are certain situations where it important to know what a persons sexuality is, for example, if you are trying to sleep with someone, or hit on someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However in the workplace, why do people feel like they have the right to know about someone's sexuality?  Since when do we base our friendships on who our friends sleep with?  Sexuality should play such a small role in deciding whether or not we could be friends with someone.  The reason I think that this is on my mind is because some of my colleges who I work closely with, and who I socialize with at work, do not know that I am in a same-sex relationship.  Not that it is a big deal whether or not they know, but sometimes I feel like I should just come out and say it so I can talk about how great my relationship is, or ask about romantic getaways in our area.  However, I just do not feel comfortable yet, and I hate that I am not comfortable with it.  I mean what is the worst that is going to happen; they don't like me anymore.  If that is the case, then I shouldn't waste my time becoming friends with them.  If they don't like who I am, then we wouldn't make great friends anyways.  I also don't think I really have anything that is stopping me from just speaking up.  The people at work who do know, are so great and accepting, they don't think twice about it.  I am able to talk about my relationship and what we did over the weekend together.  It feels great to be open about it.  I mean why not be open about one of the most important people in my life?!?!  So right now I am setting a goal for myself.  I am going to stop trying to second guess what people are going to think of me.  My relationship is one of the most important things to me, and I am not going to keep it a secret.  It feels so much better when people know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-7580717558735988692?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/7580717558735988692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/02/straight-until-proven-gay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/7580717558735988692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/7580717558735988692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/02/straight-until-proven-gay.html' title='Straight Until Proven Gay'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-330651939516827134</id><published>2009-01-31T20:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T16:37:37.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are all the Lez girls?</title><content type='html'>So, this new place that my girlfriend and I moved to, seems to be very lesbian/gay friendly.  However, it seems as though all of the lesbians are hiding.  It's been about six months since we've moved, and we have only met older lesbians; which is great, however we would like to meet people our age.  We've been to some of the lesbian hot spots, like bars, and community centers, however, people seem to be so clicky.  Is is awkward to just walk up and introduce yourself to a group of girls, when all you are really looking for is friendship?  What do you say??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ultimately, my question is...Where are all the lesbians in Milwaukee???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-330651939516827134?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/330651939516827134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-are-all-lez-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/330651939516827134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/330651939516827134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-are-all-lez-girls.html' title='Where are all the Lez girls?'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2930682746341776165.post-6207010855412099780</id><published>2009-01-30T13:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T13:48:12.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the beginning</title><content type='html'>Blogging is such a new thing to me.  This is the first time I have ever written a blog, or even explored and read other blogs.  I am not sure what I am exactly trying to get out of this, but I figured I would give it a try.  I have not picked up my journal in a long time, and I have been wanting to write lately, so here I am, trying something new.  I don't really know what to say about myself.  I am still finding out who I am.  I love the journey, even though it's very hard at times.  I can say though that I found someone that I love sharing everything with.  I have never really felt so complete, and I can say it's a wonderful feeling.  Not that it matters all that much, but I am in a same sex relationship.  I moved to a new place to be with my girlfriend.  It's nice being in a new place, and I am trying to be open to trying new things, and putting myself out there.  Although I haven't been great at that yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another huge part of my life is being Vegan.  I read this book once called the China Study.  It's all about the health benfits of a plant based diet, and its actually pretty incredible.  I am now, trying my hardest to work on becoming healty and loving my body, and feeling great.  However, it's pretty hard when all I want sometimes is a huge vegan icecream sundae!  Oh, and also a side of chocolate.  I think if I allowed myself sometimes, I could eat all day, and never feel full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am going to get off, I am a teacher and the kids are waking up from their nap.  I hope someday some people stumble across this blog and read all I have to say.  I think I've had a pretty interesting journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2930682746341776165-6207010855412099780?l=daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/feeds/6207010855412099780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/6207010855412099780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2930682746341776165/posts/default/6207010855412099780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://daniellefitzpatrick.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-beginning.html' title='Just the beginning'/><author><name>DanielleF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13138332102948087310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iWO9aaHED0U/SYSVWAJJuaI/AAAAAAAAAAY/_9K2NTCZ-Eo/S220/ning.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
