Did you hear about the UCLA student who was given Paris Hilton's recycled phone number when she signed up with a new cell phone service? She said her life changed.

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Every now and then it is good to change up your routine. Go out and seek something new.

Being bored with my exercise regimen (Billy Blanks Tae Bo), I decided to try yoga. Not just any kind, but HOT yoga or Bikram Yoga. Hot means the classroom is between 105 to 108 degrees.

I went into the first class as a total novice so everything was a surprise. The teacher told me my only goal was to stay in the room. Eventually she said, it will be like a 90 minute meditation. Um, yeah, maybe years from now! In the first two minutes I thought to myself, "I'm going to suffocate or pass out." I looked around. "Was anyone else feeling the same way?" "Was I alone?" "Why are people standing on one leg with their other leg up in the air with their nose to their toes and not flinching?

I questioned my sanity to continue, but I'm not a quitter. Despite the dizziness, the thoughts of running out and never coming back, I made it through the class. I never could have imagined that I had so many unused muscles in my body. It was difficult to move for a few days, but I went back and am still going. I've learned a little though...Now, I arrive not only on time, but also early. Not because the early bird catches the worm, but because the early bird can secure a position furthest away from the heater !!!!

There is one unexpected side benefit to the class. I will be better prepared to take on the Arizona heat this summer----BRING IT ON !

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I attended a wedding in Texas this past weekend. Actually, I was a bridesmaid in the wedding. Talk about non-stop activities and late nights. That's the reason I slept through the Super Bowl.

I had been hearing about all of the Super Bowl activity for days. You couldn't avoid knowing what was going on unless you lived in a cave. Everytime I turned on the TV or radio I heard all the hype. Everytime I opened a newspaper I read all the hype. When I went to the grocery store I saw all the food hype.

I can't say I am a huge football fan, but I do like all the hype. The game, the commercials, and the half-time. I was all prepared to head to a party to watch the game with friends. First though, I needed a quick rest. I positioned myself in front of the television and I can remember the Colts running onto the field. The next thing I knew---well let's just say, the game was over.

Thank goodness for the the hype that continued. On Monday morning thanks to TV, radio, and newspapers, I heard all there was to hear and then some. And by the way, I didn't even miss the commercials---I saw them on the Internet !

I had the best of all worlds-- a fun wedding weekend, a good nights rest and pre and post game hype.

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It's that time of the year again...time for people to make their resolutions for the new year. I've never been much of a resolution maker or keeper for that matter, but this year I was going to do it. I thought about the typical ones first...get back in the gym...get more sleep...call my loved ones more. No, those just weren't going to do it. I couldn't think of anything... that is until I met Richard Le. Richard is 18. On December 27th, around 8:00pm, he said he was in his room at his home in Scottsdale when his stepfather shot and killed his mother and sister. While Richard says his stepfather shot him too, he fought back and ended up stabbing his stepfather to death. A few days after this happened I got in touch with Richard. As a reporter, this is one of the most uncomfortable positions you can ever been in... Contacting someone who has been through the unthinkable and asking if he wants to share his story. Richard had a lot of questions about how it would work, but just minutes into our conversation he said you know what? "I want to do it, I want to tell the world about my sister and my mother." That's just what he did and that's not all. Despite everything he'd been through, the images that he can't get out of his head, the sounds of gunshots that he hears over and over, Richard handed out some advice for others. He said, "love your mothers, love your syblings, you never know when they're going to go." My resolution this year? I'm not going to take anything for granted, but appreciate everything I have.

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Have you ever been asked to write a blog? Try it sometimes. It's not as easy as you think. I can sit for hours trying to come up with a topic.

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When the liquid ban went into effect on airplanes in August, I was at the airport reporting on what you can and can't bring on the plane.

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STOP CARDING ME! I can't take it anymore. My wallet is about to explode. Unfortunately, not because of too much money, but because of what I need to present to use my money. Cards, cards and more cards. I feel like the 3 3/8"x 2 1/8" piece of plastic has taken over my life.

It all started when I was 8 years old. I thought it was cool to have a library card. At 16, it was even cooler to have a driver's license. Of course, with my overly protective parents, that meant investing in a AAA card.

Now that I could drive, there were so many places to go. That's when I learned you should judge a wallet by the number of slots it has in it. In went the ATM card, the credit card, the Blockbuster card, the Starbucks card, and once I went off to college, the USC student ID card. And get this, I had to use that card to get my parking garage card.

After that, I was on my own. I've gotta eat. In went the grocery store cards ... from three different stores. When I graduated and got a job, in went the insurance card, the security gate card, the media pass card. Of course, I am never without my beauty supply card, my frozen yogurt card, my company work card, and my social security card.

As I life goes, I know I will be adding to my card collection. I should reserve some space for an AARP card, a medicare card, and of course, my senior-citizen discount cards. STOP CARDING ME!

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