<?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-6364619</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:16:30.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Floral Flatulence</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts that make me exactly who I am. Some funny, Some sad, and yea some really good things too. I'm new to blogging but all started with my friend named mark. The daily occurrence from a floral shop owner and his life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-108136492931412692</id><published>2004-04-07T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T12:14:56.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NOT DEAD!!!Well its been a long time since I entered. Lots to update you on but one thing at a time.  I had done a garden, flower, plant show at our local convention center. So I had worked all weekend either in the store or at the booth. Long weekend and was looking for a nice calm Monday.Monday first thing. Well ok it was 9:20. This lady came in and spoke with my mother. She asked mom if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/108136492931412692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/108136492931412692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108136492931412692' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-108014788693346482</id><published>2004-03-24T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T09:12:06.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The sun is shining in Omaha today. A beautiful day is emerging. I went to Dallas last sat/ sunday for a design workshop. It was great and I learned a lot from the workshop. I flew in and out of Kansas City since I had a meeting there Monday afternoon. It was a short meeting for  the unit region board. We are planning educational workshops for other florists. One of the ones I am in charge of will</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/108014788693346482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/108014788693346482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108014788693346482' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107938795481831454</id><published>2004-03-15T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T14:02:30.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spring isn't springing up in Omaha today.  I had a party at home to celebrate that my Christmas Decorations were down. Yes, I know its late for most people. I had one tree up last year til early July. So I am way ahead of last year.  I awoke this morning and looked out the window to a blanket cover of new fallen snow. EEEEKKKKKKK. Four pm and its still snowing.I'm heading to Dallas on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107938795481831454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107938795481831454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107938795481831454' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107898340074039347</id><published>2004-03-10T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T21:41:04.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Honesty...Such a simple word. Why is it that just one word can have so much influence on every aspect of being?I have been astray from my blog for time. Is it because I am too busy? No! Is it that I have had nothing to write about? No! Has my pc completely crashed and lost all internet access?  No!Its because I have people in my life that aren't being honest with me. Maybe I am not willing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107898340074039347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107898340074039347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107898340074039347' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107851241946649748</id><published>2004-03-05T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T10:50:00.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not much time for writing now.  I will be traveling out of town to Minneapolis this weekend.Just to let you know. When you have a gut feeling about someone. Go with it. I had heard from someone that they appeared in the paper. I couldnt access the article until i paid $2.95. It will be the best @2.95 that I have ever spent.That should keep you guessing. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107851241946649748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107851241946649748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107851241946649748' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107838165584094165</id><published>2004-03-03T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T22:33:17.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello. First off, let me apologize for not entering. Life for this florist has been up and down personally for me. I really am not sure where it begins and at this point where it ends.   I will sum it up in a  few words. Honesty, Integrity, Happiness, Laughter, Emotion, Kindness, Heartfelt, Conflict, Joy, Sorrow, and of course Love.All of these are  feelings that I have been experiencing  and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107838165584094165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107838165584094165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107838165584094165' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107696769709991077</id><published>2004-02-16T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T13:44:13.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's over.  Yes, I survived the big Valentine's Day.  Sorry about no updates over the past few days. I worked tremendously long hours and got some well needed rest this weekend. Friday nite I wasn't in the best of moods and didnt want to come across excessively nasty. So I waited til today.I had to order more roses on Thursday for delivery by FedEx Friday  morning. Unfortunately, they decided </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107696769709991077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107696769709991077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107696769709991077' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-10765647100630758</id><published>2004-02-11T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T21:47:40.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>11:00 am and the roses arrived. Yeah.  Its a good day when the flowers that are the most crucial actually arrive a day late. My  were they thirsty for  water.   Finished all of the mixed arrangements and  started on dozens of roses. Left the store at  5 pm. That's actually pretty amazing for me on a holiday to be this prepared and confident. Now its time to sell the flowers. The weather forecast</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/10765647100630758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/10765647100630758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10765647100630758' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107643866948428875</id><published>2004-02-10T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T10:48:27.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Countdown  continues!  I began my day by receiving a phone message from a client.  They had wanted 20small vases. 10 all red and 10 all pink for Monday and  same for Wednesday.  No more than $8.00 each. Well there isn't much you can do in a vase for that amount. Spray carnations and standard carnations were used in the vases.  They were cute and small as ordered.  They decided they wanted a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107643866948428875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107643866948428875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107643866948428875' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107638703360059716</id><published>2004-02-09T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T20:26:21.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>6 days and counting  arrrghhh.  Valentine's Day  stress began this morning. I contacted my normal holiday contract drivers and neither of them could deliver on Friday.  Its great to have the arrangements made looking all pretty in my cooler.  If I can't get them across town on the day to be delivered, I am in serious trouble. After a few emails and phone calls to friends that may know others I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107638703360059716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107638703360059716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107638703360059716' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107633754910391286</id><published>2004-02-09T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T06:41:36.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No I haven't forgotten. Just been a bit preoccupied. Its only 6 days to one of the most crazy days in a floral shop. Valentine's Day is Saturday February 14th in case you didn't know.  The mixed flower arrangements are primarily ready to go. The roses come tomorrow. At this point I am predicting a decrease from previous year. Simply because of the day of the week it falls upon makes a huge </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107633754910391286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107633754910391286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107633754910391286' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107577616373539757</id><published>2004-02-02T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T18:45:01.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107577616373539757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107577616373539757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107577616373539757' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107574284764394020</id><published>2004-02-02T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T09:32:18.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snow Snow Snow!!!!!!!   Ok Enough is Enough!  Got hit last week with  12" ( yes I mean snow). Now I am getting hit with another 12" ( yes more snow). Calgon take me away!!!!!Let me back up a bit. Friday afternoon. Joe called me. He said he was working on taxes and would see me Tuesday. I would have liked to have seen him Friday and Tuesday but cant get greedy. Later Friday he called and wanted </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107574284764394020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107574284764394020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107574284764394020' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107541090542821970</id><published>2004-01-29T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T13:55:40.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Geeeeezzz!  I haven't updated for a few days and a few people are saying where you been?  Is my life that exciting or  Is yours really boring right now? Just the same here are today's thoughts.Well, I haven't had any outrageous fun. Yep, its true. And last night my friend Tom who I was all in a huff about and I finally talked a bit. Still haven't told him all the reasons I am ticked off at him.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107541090542821970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107541090542821970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107541090542821970' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107514592601917287</id><published>2004-01-26T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T11:40:53.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well sorry I missed the last few days. Yes, I feel a bit guilty for not keeping you up on all the day to day bizarre things in my life.  So deal with it!  Friday nite I went  to the Flower Festival at the big old cathedral here. Damn I looked great. Double breasted hunter green suit with a new dark sage green shirt (got for Christmas... Feels kind of like suede). A  tie with purple charcoal and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107514592601917287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107514592601917287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107514592601917287' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107488935564942112</id><published>2004-01-23T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T12:25:56.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well my day started off just peachy. I woke up. Then did the usual morning stuff. Thought about shaving and showering and thought again.  I was already late and figured I didn't really have to impress anyone today. Yep I bypassed it all. I did brush my teeth though. I went to work and there was a message from an 85 yr old women. She was all in  tizzy about why my shop left a note in her mailbox. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107488935564942112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107488935564942112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107488935564942112' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6364619.post-107476067021616780</id><published>2004-01-22T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T12:20:08.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well hello and welcome to my blog. Yes, this is the first entry. I got started on this idea by a friend named Mark. And I also know that he will be checking this and assisting me in refining this. Thanks Mark. (by the way he is single and a great guy in Dallas). Not really sure how to start this but here goes. I am a floral shop owner. Yes, I enjoy my work very much, but of course there are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107476067021616780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6364619/posts/default/107476067021616780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://floralflatulence.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107476067021616780' title=''/><author><name>Paul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15188781486476508452</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
