<?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-36322593</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:28:01.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. McSteamy</title><subtitle type='html'>Trust me I'm a doctor.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ariel</name><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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36322593.post-8742029807302727805</id><published>2007-02-14T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T14:00:37.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>I love you baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36322593-8742029807302727805?l=drmcsteamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/feeds/8742029807302727805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36322593&amp;postID=8742029807302727805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default/8742029807302727805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default/8742029807302727805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day'/><author><name>Ariel</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36322593.post-116550848714134734</id><published>2006-12-07T10:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:21:27.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i stole this idea from kelly who stole it from someone named lou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. You have 10 bucks and need to get snacks at a gas station. What do you get? &lt;br /&gt;1 liter of mountain dew, Rock Star energy drink, beef jerky, gum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. IF YOU WERE REINCARNATED AS SOME SORT OF SEA DWELLING CREATURE, WHAT WOULD YOU BE? Shamu, so I can be the center of attention everyday.&lt;br /&gt;03. WHO'S YOUR FAVORITE REDHEAD? Lorie, Ryan Ambrosio's wife&lt;br /&gt;04. WHAT DO YOU ORDER WHEN YOU'RE AT AN IHOP? Steak Omelette&lt;br /&gt;05. LAST BOOK YOU READ? Biography of St. Ignatius Loyola&lt;br /&gt;07. DESCRIBE YOUR FAVORITE PAIR OF UNDERWEAR. Boxers with Monkey print&lt;br /&gt;08. DESCRIBE THE LAST TIME YOU WERE INJURED? ACL Tear 2001&lt;br /&gt;09. OF ALL YOUR FRIENDS, WITH WHOM WOULD YOU WANT TO BE STUCK IN A WELL? Kelly, so I can be close to her.&lt;br /&gt;10. ROCK CONCERT, OR SYMPHONY? Rock Concert so I can act the fool and nobody will notice.&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT IS THE WALLPAPER ON YOUR CELLPHONE? picture of me and Kelly&lt;br /&gt;12. SODA? Rock Star Energy&lt;br /&gt;13. FLAVOR OF PUDDING? Tapioca&lt;br /&gt;14. COLOR OF SHIRT YOU'RE WEARING? Baby Blue&lt;br /&gt;15. PRESCRIPTION MEDICATION Im a doctor, I can get anything&lt;br /&gt;16. IF YOU COULD USE ONLY ONE FORM OF TRANSPORTATION FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Space Shuttle so I can travel to other planets&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? silence&lt;br /&gt;20. MOST RECENT MOVIE YOU'VE WATCHED IN THEATERS? A Good Year&lt;br /&gt;21. IF YOU COULD INVENT ONE THING, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Teleporter&lt;br /&gt;22. NAME AN ACTOR/ACTRESS YOU'VE HAD THE HOTS FOR: ???? ?????????&lt;br /&gt;23. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE CITY? Barcelona&lt;br /&gt;24. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE TYPE OF CAKE? Beefcake, if it exist.&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT'S THE FIRST WORD THAT COMES TO MIND RIGHT NOW? Food&lt;br /&gt;26. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR MOM IN PERSON? 2 weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;28. WHAT DID YOU HAVE FOR DINNER LAST NIGHT? Kelly's special chicken&lt;br /&gt;29. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN RESIDING IN THE CURRENT CITY YOU LIVE IN? 2 yrs&lt;br /&gt;31. WHAT'S THE LAST THING YOU SAID OUTLOUD? WOOOOOOOOW (flava flav style)&lt;br /&gt;32. LOOK TO YOUR LEFT. WHAT DO YOU SEE? my left shoulder&lt;br /&gt;33. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON THAT SPENT $100 ON YOU? myself, I treated myself to Banana Republic two weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD SECTION&lt;br /&gt;01. Have you ever really cried your heart out?: yeah, when I was born&lt;br /&gt;02. Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?: yeah, when I was a baby&lt;br /&gt;03. Have you ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;04. Have you ever cried over the opposite sex?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;05. Do you cry when you get an injury?: yeah, tearing my ACL hurt like a mother.....&lt;br /&gt;06. Do certain songs make you cry?: Nick Lachey love songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION&lt;br /&gt;01. Are you a happy person?: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;02. What can always make you happy?: Newborns&lt;br /&gt;03. Do you wish you were happier?: Sure&lt;br /&gt;04. Is being happy overrated?: nope&lt;br /&gt;05. Can music make you happy?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE SECTION&lt;br /&gt;01. Who do you actually hate?: Bin Laden&lt;br /&gt;02. Have you ever made a hit list?: no&lt;br /&gt;03. Have you ever been on a hit list?: probably, Im too much of a smart ass not to be in one&lt;br /&gt;04. Are you a mean bully?: Yup&lt;br /&gt;05. Do you hate George Bush?: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF ESTEEM SECTION&lt;br /&gt;01. Do you think you are good looking?: Not to be cocky or anything, but yeah&lt;br /&gt;02. Do you wish you could be someone else? HELL NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPEARANCE&lt;br /&gt;01. Current hair color? black&lt;br /&gt;02. Whats your natural color?: black&lt;br /&gt;03. What color are your eyes?: brown&lt;br /&gt;05. Straight Hair or Curls?: fuzzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY WEARING.&lt;br /&gt;01. What shirt are you wearing?: Blue striped dress shirt&lt;br /&gt;02. Shorts/pants?: khaki&lt;br /&gt;03. Shoes?: brown dress shoes&lt;br /&gt;04. Necklaces?: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;01. Rock or rap?: both&lt;br /&gt;03. Wild night out or romantic night in?: both&lt;br /&gt;05. Hummer or Sports Car?: Sports&lt;br /&gt;06. Bracelet or Necklace?: bracelet&lt;br /&gt;07. History or Science?: They both fascinate me&lt;br /&gt;08. Sleep in or early to rise?: sleep in cuz its rare that I get a chance to&lt;br /&gt;09. Beach or Boardwalk?: beach&lt;br /&gt;10. Hoodie or Tee Shirt?: T shirt&lt;br /&gt;11. Night or Day?: day&lt;br /&gt;12. High School or College?: Id rather be in both right now, its way more fun than the working world.&lt;br /&gt;13. California or Florida?: California, my nephew Jaden lives there.&lt;br /&gt;14. Love at first sight or learn to love?: At first sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;01. Hugged someone?: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;02. Been on the phone until the sun came up?: yup&lt;br /&gt;03. Put a song on repeat for more than an hour?: yeah, I was trying to learn to play guitar to a certain song.&lt;br /&gt;04. Laughed so hard you peed in your pants?: no, but i lauged hard enough to fart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTS&lt;br /&gt;01. Last person you talked to in person: kelly&lt;br /&gt;02. Person you talked to online?: kelly&lt;br /&gt;03. Person you talked to on the phone?: dad&lt;br /&gt;04. Person you texted?: nate&lt;br /&gt;05. Person to text you?: nate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISC. SECTION&lt;br /&gt;01. Do you like surveys?: Only if the outcome is good.&lt;br /&gt;02. What kind of shampoo do you use?: Redken shampoo for men&lt;br /&gt;03. You get along with your parents?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;04. Do you have mental breakdowns?: no, I just break things &lt;br /&gt;05. Did you ever fake being sick?: yup, to go to "walk for life" in DC last year, and I went to confession for it on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT&lt;br /&gt;01. Current mood?: ecstatic, cant you tell?&lt;br /&gt;02. Current music?: Nick Lachey, Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;03. Current hair?: typical asian&lt;br /&gt;04. Current desktop picture?: Face of Jesus, lookin right at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36322593-116550848714134734?l=drmcsteamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/feeds/116550848714134734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36322593&amp;postID=116550848714134734&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default/116550848714134734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default/116550848714134734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-stole-this-idea-from-kelly-who-stole.html' title=''/><author><name>Ariel</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36322593.post-116389740930226802</id><published>2006-11-18T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T19:50:09.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>aaauuurrrggggh!</title><content type='html'>I HATE losing to Ohio State in football!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36322593-116389740930226802?l=drmcsteamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/feeds/116389740930226802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36322593&amp;postID=116389740930226802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default/116389740930226802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default/116389740930226802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/2006/11/aaauuurrrggggh.html' title='aaauuurrrggggh!'/><author><name>Ariel</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36322593.post-116234087631988825</id><published>2006-10-31T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T19:27:56.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayden</title><content type='html'>Jayden Ponce&lt;br /&gt;Born 10/31/06&lt;br /&gt;9 lbs 2 oz Healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi this is my nephew, Alexis's firstborn, my first nephew, my parents first grandchild, the youngest member of the Ponce family. Everyone welcome him to this world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/117/1600/jayden1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6113/117/320/jayden1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so cute, I just want to pick him up and hug and kiss him!  I love him!  My brother called me today at 7:00am and told me Russelle was in labor and about 11:00am EST she gave birth to Jayden.  I could hear my nephew cry in the background and it brought me so much joy to hear him.  Today, I am happy.  I am happy for my brother and Russelle, I am happy for my parents, and I am happy for my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36322593-116234087631988825?l=drmcsteamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/feeds/116234087631988825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36322593&amp;postID=116234087631988825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default/116234087631988825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default/116234087631988825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/2006/10/jayden.html' title='Jayden'/><author><name>Ariel</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36322593.post-116129983701270733</id><published>2006-10-19T19:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:16:46.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing the Rubicon</title><content type='html'>I have returned.......you ready for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing the Rubicon is a metaphor for deliberately proceeding past a point of no return. The phrase originates with Julius Caesars's invasion of Ancient Rome when, on January 10, 49 BC he led his army across the Rubicon river in violation of law, hence making conflict inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;-Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I anxiously crossed my own Rubicon, I looked ahead of me and found myself at war. Many times I debated not crossing this river and not engaging in war. But each time I debated, I knew the path beset me is on the other side. Eleven years of struggle and sacrifice has prepared me for this time, to become a general in this war. My white coat and stethescope is my only sign of rank. I am simple, I am young, and I lack the experience. But still, I have the respect and trust of all those who would follow me and all those I would fight for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past thirty days, I have been in a battle. My battle has been against the darkness that calls out to me "I see you" (I.C.U.) At any hour of the night, the darkness is ready to attack and snatch away any poor soul. Lucky for me, my lieutenant is a good student and learns well. Together we were able to support each other through this tough time. Many victories were won, but not without its fare share of casualties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things have gotten me through this battle, Faith and Love. The ever present, ever loving, Lord and King for whom I fight for has been there always to strengthen me. He gives me purpose in this war. He is the real healer, I am just His servant. The love of my life, Kelly, has also been there from the beginning. She nourishes my soul so that I can continue to fight in this war. She takes care of all the little things in my life. I dont know how I could have survived nights without her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have crossed the Rubicon, defeated my enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veni, Vidi, Vici&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36322593-116129983701270733?l=drmcsteamy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/feeds/116129983701270733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36322593&amp;postID=116129983701270733&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default/116129983701270733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36322593/posts/default/116129983701270733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drmcsteamy.blogspot.com/2006/10/crossing-rubicon.html' title='Crossing the Rubicon'/><author><name>Ariel</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
