<?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-6883155</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:04:36.729-04:00</updated><category term='Rant'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='Youth'/><title type='text'>Stepping Out From the Shattered Place</title><subtitle type='html'>The Lord has had me on an incredible journey. I finally feel like I am stepping out from the shattered place into Gods healing hands.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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>275</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-7471857709680579244</id><published>2009-05-29T23:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T23:18:51.835-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this made me laugh!</title><summary type='text'>Watch My Favorite Movie (Star Trek vs. Star Wars) and more funny videos on CollegeHumorHT to Gman</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/7471857709680579244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=7471857709680579244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7471857709680579244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7471857709680579244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-made-me-laugh.html' title='this made me laugh!'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-1344406153567281329</id><published>2009-03-19T04:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T04:04:07.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trivia question</title><summary type='text'>I heard a radio contest today, the question was "What show will President Obama appear on tomorrow night?" The answer is one of the late night shows. He will be flying to CA to do the show and flying back. Umm are the tax payers paying for this trip? Any one else see a problem with this?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1344406153567281329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=1344406153567281329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1344406153567281329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1344406153567281329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2009/03/trivia-question.html' title='Trivia question'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2640572619716713191</id><published>2009-03-09T17:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:27:35.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> "Everything" by Lifehouse preformed by Trinity YouthHe's never failed me yet.Trinity Choir</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2640572619716713191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2640572619716713191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2640572619716713191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2640572619716713191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2009/03/everything-by-lifehouse-preformed-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5284056657456725612</id><published>2009-02-20T20:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:41:12.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Down loop around</title><summary type='text'>This week has been a roller coaster. I want to thank you my friends who have supported me through prayer and emotionally this past week. I have to tell you surrender is a lot harder to do then it is to say! Your support has most definitely been part of the up. The down was learning what was going through her head when she did what she did. The loop around was a 20 year old that I know through one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5284056657456725612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5284056657456725612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5284056657456725612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5284056657456725612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2009/02/up-and-down-loop-around.html' title='Up and Down loop around'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-9164065243956204309</id><published>2009-02-16T17:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:52:52.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God in a chocolate bar</title><summary type='text'>Many of you who still read this blog are aware that the young women who lived with me up until about 2 weeks ago is now in some very serious trouble. She has called a jail cell in a local police department home since Friday and tomorrow she is before a judge to make her plea and to figure out where she is going next. My first reaction when I learned what she had done was to call my prayer support</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/9164065243956204309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=9164065243956204309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/9164065243956204309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/9164065243956204309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-in-chocolate-bar.html' title='God in a chocolate bar'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6884458445751873502</id><published>2009-02-05T18:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:15:59.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what is the right thing to do?</title><summary type='text'>Ok really that is a question for all of my youth worker friends. There is a girl ok well women now. She was brought into my life about 4 years ago via some friends who moved away. They were concerned that when they left she would not have a Christian in her life. At the time the girl was about 16. She will be 20 in a few days. Her history involves many psychiatric issues including inpatient stays</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6884458445751873502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6884458445751873502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6884458445751873502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6884458445751873502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-right-thing-to-do.html' title='what is the right thing to do?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-8387256598613074924</id><published>2009-02-02T01:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:46:13.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well the paper after one more quick edit to fix the titles of the stories and a few punctuation errors is in. I did make a few small word choice changes to smooth a few spots out. The worship pastor's wife took a quick look at if for me and gave me some great corrections that I had missed. Like the titles of short stories should be in quotes which I did for the first time I wrote them but not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8387256598613074924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=8387256598613074924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8387256598613074924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8387256598613074924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-paper-after-one-more-quick-edit-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5700075201568808999</id><published>2009-02-01T01:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:29:51.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>eassy due today</title><summary type='text'>“The Rocking Horse Winner” and “The Destructors” are both stories of longing. The characters are longing for something they do not have but feel if they did have, they would be complete. These two stories, while set in different times and use different social class to illustrate the authors’ points, both clearly show a longing to fill the emptiness that is inside of everyone who chooses to live </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5700075201568808999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5700075201568808999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5700075201568808999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5700075201568808999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2009/02/eassy-due-tomorrow.html' title='eassy due today'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-1483722227530222496</id><published>2009-01-30T22:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:01:36.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I was reminded</title><summary type='text'>I was reminded tonight that I have not blogged in a long while. Lift sort of got away from me for a bit! There have been many thoughts that I intended to blog about but never really managed to make the time. My final grades in both of my classes for last term were A's so I currently have a 4.0 GPA. I will brag about that until after this term, when I am sure it will it will drop. My math class is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1483722227530222496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=1483722227530222496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1483722227530222496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1483722227530222496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-was-reminded.html' title='I was reminded'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GeI2LVHM9h8/SYPM40q5-3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/womyytSTT5k/s72-c/100_0056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6181740026958995095</id><published>2008-12-13T22:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:23:02.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My essay due this week was on end of life care. Our directions stated that we had to look at the Five Wishes website make our choices and write our personal response to doing this. Well Five Wishes is advance directives for end of life and I am fighting the school about them making protected medical information a required part of our homework. Where it stands right now is that I will loose points</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6181740026958995095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6181740026958995095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6181740026958995095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6181740026958995095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-essay-due-this-week-was-on-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3221133288646928681</id><published>2008-10-30T01:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T01:53:33.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My first test went much better then expected and I am very pleased with the result but I don't think I can take credit for it. I think it has everything to do with doing all I could and then asking God to take over, and he did! I am now hard at work on the second week of class and prepping for the 2nd test. We have the joy of a test every week, one of the not so great aspects of the 8 week </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3221133288646928681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3221133288646928681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3221133288646928681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3221133288646928681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-first-test-went-much-better-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-393156112947013803</id><published>2008-10-22T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:27:56.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How are you?</title><summary type='text'>I finished my first class. I am so happy it is done! My final grade is in and I got an A. Now I am onto my first real college class and I am finding the damage to my short term memory to be a problem. I have to absorb facts and I am having a difficult time getting those facts past my short term memory into the long term memory. One of my class mates express concern over her self quiz grades so I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/393156112947013803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=393156112947013803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/393156112947013803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/393156112947013803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-are-you.html' title='How are you?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5990649246173052818</id><published>2008-10-01T03:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T03:37:04.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid term</title><summary type='text'>Well I took my mid term and I got a 92 on it. I should have done better but I really wasn't paying attention and I really didn't care what I got. The class has frustrated me to the point where I just don't care. All I care is that I pass and it is over. I had to come up with a diplomatic answer for my thoughts on one article. That was a challenge. I think I managed it with a little help from some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5990649246173052818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5990649246173052818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5990649246173052818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5990649246173052818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/10/mid-term.html' title='Mid term'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6277981710333725636</id><published>2008-09-27T05:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T05:17:42.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big E</title><summary type='text'>Watching the dancing veggies He is not real sure about them he did laugh at them too!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6277981710333725636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6277981710333725636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6277981710333725636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6277981710333725636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-e.html' title='The Big E'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GeI2LVHM9h8/SN350jOQweI/AAAAAAAAAFA/XCGIhu-0Ips/s72-c/Sept.+2008+142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3460607688853646879</id><published>2008-09-27T04:49:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T05:07:36.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised</title><summary type='text'>Pictures of Nate and his "Auntie"Nate and his MormorNate visiting MorFar at workThe Royal Family</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3460607688853646879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3460607688853646879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3460607688853646879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3460607688853646879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-promised.html' title='As promised'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GeI2LVHM9h8/SN30DeyuwvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8Ec8LZ2e2gE/s72-c/Nate+and+me+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-7084074621345101757</id><published>2008-09-25T21:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:40:38.954-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Who and Theology 104</title><summary type='text'>My life for the last few weeks has been fully absorb with being very annoyed with my first theology class. I know 4th graders who could pass this lame class. I honestly had to answer the question "In what way do some people equate God with a cosmic Easter bunny?" How seriously could you take this class, I am sure having a problem with it. My number one complaint is that this class seems to have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/7084074621345101757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=7084074621345101757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7084074621345101757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7084074621345101757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/09/doctor-who-and-theology-104.html' title='Doctor Who and Theology 104'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GeI2LVHM9h8/SNxKfLwLKkI/AAAAAAAAAD4/u9RKosAI3mo/s72-c/The+Best+Face+EVER!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-361955497902501774</id><published>2008-09-14T17:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:45:19.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><summary type='text'>I just took my first quiz and handed in my first homework assignments. The quiz was multiple choice and true/ false and the grade was instantly available. I am please to report that I got 100.I spent time with baby Nate this week and they will be here for awhile yet and will get to spend more time with him. He loves his "Auntie" Chris and laughs and smiles for me. Even better he was comfortable </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/361955497902501774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=361955497902501774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/361955497902501774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/361955497902501774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5071574640814107425</id><published>2008-09-09T10:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T11:11:56.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Bible</title><summary type='text'>I do it is the most worn and loved book in my house except for perhaps "The Secret Garden" which I have owned since I was seven and still read today. I have a newer copy but I still tend to pick up the well loved copy of my childhood. Number of years owned is the only reason that book is looking a bit more well loved then my Bible. I have only had the copy of the bible that I use about 10 years </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5071574640814107425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5071574640814107425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5071574640814107425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5071574640814107425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-my-bible.html' title='I love my Bible'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2077829455891900208</id><published>2008-09-04T16:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:10:27.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry up and wait!</title><summary type='text'>I was in a rush trying to get everything I needed to the school in time to meet the deadlines for this semester. I did that we a little time to spare, ok I didn't manage it God did I am sure of that. If everything took as long as the time frames I was given as I was doing the steps there is no way I would have made it! My books arrived and I am ready to go. The problem is classes don't start for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2077829455891900208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2077829455891900208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2077829455891900208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2077829455891900208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurry-up-and-wait.html' title='Hurry up and wait!'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6577699342667554030</id><published>2008-08-27T12:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T12:34:23.751-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking up the peices</title><summary type='text'>The news that I was not going to England hit me hard. I was very upset because I was ready, impatient even, to go. My plan was set and I thought my plan was God's plan and when I realized it must not be I was devastated. I wanted change and I wanted a life of serving. I was so dead set against going any where and so much had to change in my heart for me to be willing able and ready to leave </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6577699342667554030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6577699342667554030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6577699342667554030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6577699342667554030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/08/picking-up-peices.html' title='Picking up the peices'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2756172145180680882</id><published>2008-08-15T14:07:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T14:19:05.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party</title><summary type='text'>I loved my birthday party! I had so much fun seeing friends talking with every one. My friends served all of my favorite foods and I had two birthday cakes! The rain held off until the party was over even though it looked like it would rain a couple of times. It was a bit odd for me at first to be the person the party was for. Thank you my dear friends for hosting my party I love it. Janet and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2756172145180680882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2756172145180680882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2756172145180680882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2756172145180680882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/08/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday Party'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GeI2LVHM9h8/SKXHelAzsOI/AAAAAAAAACc/kF7VhYvfrVY/s72-c/birthday+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5051613779774694777</id><published>2008-08-06T17:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:45:10.031-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Struggles and a real good laugh</title><summary type='text'>Right now I feel completely out of control. My plans and my path have all been turned upside down and I am now working on figuring out a new plan. Hating that I feel I have to rush said plan because I feel like I am running ahead of God or at least not putting him at the heart of it because I am on a time limit. The new plan involves school and deadlines are flying at me at warp speed. I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5051613779774694777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5051613779774694777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5051613779774694777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5051613779774694777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/08/struggles-and-real-good-laugh.html' title='Struggles and a real good laugh'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-8747545033248930940</id><published>2008-08-05T11:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:53:07.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my neighbors</title><summary type='text'>I was out late last night and on my way home I forgot to stop and get coffee. Anyone who knows me well knows this was a baaad thing come this morning when I had no coffee. I tried to be a trooper and get the paperwork done that I was working on with out coffee. About half way through I grabbed my keys and was heading out the door. I was half way to the car when it occurred to that Lynn was home, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8747545033248930940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=8747545033248930940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8747545033248930940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8747545033248930940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-my-neighbors.html' title='I love my neighbors'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5628582296700293021</id><published>2008-08-03T00:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T01:41:44.824-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random stuff</title><summary type='text'>I enjoyed my birthday. I did not get to watch all the seasons of Waiting for God as I had planned, I was too busy doing the chores that I had not intended to do. I seem to have a problem not doing chores. I finished rebuilding a computer, cleaned the interior of two air conditions replaced the filters, washed and waxed the floors, and cleaned the bathroom worked on a study based on the book The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5628582296700293021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5628582296700293021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5628582296700293021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5628582296700293021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-stuff.html' title='Random stuff'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GeI2LVHM9h8/SJVE3ZcRu4I/AAAAAAAAACU/IwdRkdZNc9E/s72-c/SBC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6897373527656302211</id><published>2008-07-31T11:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:57:15.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It has happened again</title><summary type='text'>I am another year older, sigh. I am off work today and I have not assigned myself any chores. I am relaxing today. For breakfast I ate one of my birthday brownies. My goal for today is to watch all 5 seasons of Waiting for God a funny Brit com about living in a retirement community. I had seen most of the first 3 seasons on PBS years ago but the last 2 were never available here. Martin over on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6897373527656302211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6897373527656302211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6897373527656302211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6897373527656302211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-has-happened-again.html' title='It has happened again'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6075868233347687684</id><published>2008-07-30T17:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:23:44.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Over the last few years I have enjoyed reading a blog about my secret love, candy. Ok, maybe not so secret. While I do try to keep from eating the stuff I have loved eating vicariously through this blog. The descriptions of color, flavor, the snap of a chocolate bar sigh; The pictures of cross sections, packaging size comparisons; the description of smell; are almost as satisfying as eating the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6075868233347687684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6075868233347687684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6075868233347687684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6075868233347687684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/07/over-last-few-years-i-have-enjoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-312767956937113704</id><published>2008-07-30T16:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:18:39.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummm Brownies</title><summary type='text'>I came home today to find a plate of brownies in my kitchen with a lovely birthday card from my neighbor. I love brownies! and birthday brownies are the best brownies cause they are made jam packed full of love.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/312767956937113704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=312767956937113704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/312767956937113704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/312767956937113704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/07/ummm-brownies.html' title='Ummm Brownies'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3054760001158618498</id><published>2008-07-27T19:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:05:04.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamlet</title><summary type='text'>This morning on my way to church I listened to Hamlet. This is not normal for me, I tend to listen to worship music on my way to church so that when I arrive I am already in a place ready to worship. Last night I fell asleep listening to Hamlet and this morning I found myself wanting to pick up on that so I did. I have not read watch or heard Hamlet in a very long time. I tend to spend more time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3054760001158618498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3054760001158618498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3054760001158618498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3054760001158618498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/07/hamlet.html' title='Hamlet'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GeI2LVHM9h8/SI0M0jwdYQI/AAAAAAAAACM/g9fYUJ9gX3o/s72-c/DTHamletpromojpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6288869735646144878</id><published>2008-07-25T22:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:25:40.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent for months and a bunch of posts all at once</title><summary type='text'>I am a bad blogger! Now I doubt anyone is actually reading this any more but I have been pondering a question for weeks and I am going to put it out there in case someone does read this and wants to chime in. I am pondering the end season 4 Doctor Who. Martha and Mickey head off into the sunset with Jack. Jack's team has two vacant slots with the death of Owen and Tosh at the end of season 2. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6288869735646144878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6288869735646144878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6288869735646144878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6288869735646144878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/07/silent-for-months-and-bunch-of-posts.html' title='Silent for months and a bunch of posts all at once'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3239635007541224321</id><published>2008-07-25T16:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T16:43:16.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am an Auntie</title><summary type='text'>Well an honorary one any way. Kyrsten and Jimmy had a baby boy and he is the cutest thing ever! It was a rough go for a bit since he started to try to enter the world a few months early. Which blew our baby shower plans right out of the water! We did manage to have a shower and brought the little momma in via web cam. Ladies from church came and some friends of his MorMor (Swidish for Grandma it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3239635007541224321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3239635007541224321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3239635007541224321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3239635007541224321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-auntie.html' title='I am an Auntie'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GeI2LVHM9h8/SIo5cmE5NiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/QtbSFgv7vus/s72-c/Brand+New+Nate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-8059878256639204351</id><published>2008-07-24T16:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T17:41:07.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Humm where have I been?</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to a couple of amusing Blokes in the UK I found myself figuring out what I think by writing a comment. During this process I realized how long it has been since I wrote on my own blog.I think part of that is because I have been indulging the introvert in me. I really have not been in the mood to talk, think yes but to put those thoughts out there for others. I have thought out many blog </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8059878256639204351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=8059878256639204351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8059878256639204351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8059878256639204351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/07/humm-where-have-i-been.html' title='Humm where have I been?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-142567667440472526</id><published>2008-05-11T22:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:22:41.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day musings</title><summary type='text'>It's Mother's Day my least favorite day of the year. I have longed to have a good relationship with my mom, that has not happened and I think I need to let that go. I feel that I was created to be a mom it is the strongest longing in my heart, that has not happened either and I think I need to let that go too. Mother's Day has always been a reminder of what I haven't got and yearn for. I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/142567667440472526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=142567667440472526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/142567667440472526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/142567667440472526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-musings.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day musings'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-8459345613150070681</id><published>2008-02-29T12:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T13:20:28.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bread Therapy</title><summary type='text'>I have often written of bread therapy and how baking helps me to focus,relax, think, when I am troubled. I have shared this with a couple of my teens. Invited them over to bake some bread with me when I thought some thing was troubling them. I watched them relax, think, and then share with me what is on their mind. It has worked well with both male and female students. A few months ago a male </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8459345613150070681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=8459345613150070681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8459345613150070681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8459345613150070681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/02/bread-therapy.html' title='Bread Therapy'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-538450466995997328</id><published>2008-02-26T12:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:48:12.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys who are freaked out by girl issues should not read this post.</title><summary type='text'>Okay so last night I made a good friend of mine laugh and the truth is I was laughing with her so don't think badly of my friend. She was laughing in a I share your pain sense. Women can do that!It started with my saying to her I finally understand why God blessed me with the few close friends that I have and understand why they are older then me. She being one of those older close friends asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/538450466995997328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=538450466995997328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/538450466995997328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/538450466995997328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/02/boys-who-are-freaked-out-by-girl-issues.html' title='Boys who are freaked out by girl issues should not read this post.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6059292922997091917</id><published>2008-01-18T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T11:30:26.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life has been trucking on</title><summary type='text'>I am getting use to having someone else in the house, and the house rules have been respected for the most part. The road has been bumpy and I have tried to deal with the bumps with love and patients. The main goals of getting her job back and getting her school switched have been done. The day after the biggest bump in the road I suggested that she join me at my small group. I didn't really give</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6059292922997091917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6059292922997091917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6059292922997091917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6059292922997091917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-has-been-trucking-on.html' title='Life has been trucking on'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5068037403814887381</id><published>2008-01-04T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T13:32:40.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a first time for everything</title><summary type='text'>So we set up the house rules and she went out and I didn't hear from her for 24 hours. This breaks more then one house rule. So I grounded her. LOL I grounded someone how funny is that. It was the agreed upon consequence so last night we had a chat about why and when her friends called she said no I can't I'm grounded. I asked her if she understood why and she said yes in a cheerful voice. I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5068037403814887381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5068037403814887381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5068037403814887381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5068037403814887381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2008/01/there-is-first-time-for-everything.html' title='There is a first time for everything'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3089081075779530450</id><published>2007-12-31T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T21:34:19.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow it has beed a while</title><summary type='text'>I knew I had not blogged in a long time but I had not realized it was this long! It has been a crazy old life lately. Let me see where to start. Thanksgiving went okay no huge family upsets, (don't fear that was made up for at christmas)then I went to a friends house for dinner. I enjoyed the day. My neighbor asked me to take in her cat when she is away. She is a flight attendant so that is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3089081075779530450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3089081075779530450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3089081075779530450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3089081075779530450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/12/wow-it-has-beed-while.html' title='Wow it has beed a while'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2943832072780640873</id><published>2007-10-29T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T18:34:29.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in upper middle class</title><summary type='text'>but not earning upper middle class wages is a pain. The number of fall school plays and community theater coming up is getting expensive and I know those involved would like to come. One kid is in the school show and the community theater show. What I want to know is where these schools get off charging what they charge for tickets. 17.00 for a school play! The shows are all within a few days of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2943832072780640873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2943832072780640873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2943832072780640873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2943832072780640873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/10/living-in-upper-middle-class.html' title='Living in upper middle class'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-8716657904325440402</id><published>2007-10-26T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T12:20:40.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened to</title><summary type='text'>What happened to God equipping those willing to serve? When people want me to volunteer my time and I seem a bit hesitant I hear this often, but when it comes to being paid for ministry it seems that God equipping us is not enough a degree is required. It doesn't matter how much experience a person has or anything else. It is all about the degree. To serve in the missions field one of the first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8716657904325440402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=8716657904325440402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8716657904325440402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8716657904325440402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-happened-to.html' title='What happened to'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-8110641564599323052</id><published>2007-10-11T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:10:39.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><summary type='text'>A programing email came my way asking us what we thought of a skit. I read it and thought not a bad idea but the writing is rubbish. So I wrote back and said something of that sort. Now I have been asked if I want to try to make it more real. Not real is the wording I used. I figured that the email would come so I have been mulling it over. Really this is not my idea of fun writing more like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8110641564599323052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=8110641564599323052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8110641564599323052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8110641564599323052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/10/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-1221906393113128997</id><published>2007-10-10T03:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T03:38:51.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I just might be crazy</title><summary type='text'>Tonight was small group and I was invited to my friends house for dinner before going. A rare thing happened, for a few minutes my friend her husband and I were alone in the kitchen for about 15min and had a chance to talk. The husband ran the older kids down to a friends house for car pool to youth group. The little one was upstairs playing and grandpa was over in his part of the house. When the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1221906393113128997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=1221906393113128997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1221906393113128997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1221906393113128997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-think-i-just-might-be-crazy.html' title='I think I just might be crazy'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3714046306731558567</id><published>2007-10-03T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:59:26.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well it's been a crazy</title><summary type='text'>couple of weeks, what else is new. :-) My sister/friend is expecting her first baby. She told me by sending a picture of the test on my cell phone. I am really excited for her, well them! They live rather far from here so we are planning on me taking a trip out there in a month or two then again before the baby comes to help her set up her nest. Then again after the baby comes cause well I am the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3714046306731558567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3714046306731558567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3714046306731558567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3714046306731558567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-its-been-crazy.html' title='Well it&apos;s been a crazy'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2201148705186677522</id><published>2007-09-20T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:02:40.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Topsy turvey twisted mind</title><summary type='text'>Ok so a couple of days ago I had a surprise spur of the moment date. It was sort of whirl wind and wonderful. It involved the city and lots of romance then a farewell at the airport. I almost didn't go. I almost said no. I sort of think maybe I should have, cause now, sigh.....It reminded me exactly how much I like this guy, if only he didn't live on another continent. He asked if I had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2201148705186677522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2201148705186677522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2201148705186677522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2201148705186677522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/09/topsy-turvey-twisted-mind.html' title='Topsy turvey twisted mind'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-1708779066576681438</id><published>2007-09-17T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T22:37:47.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho hum</title><summary type='text'>Well I have a cold and feel like my brain is not attached to my body. I had been having strange dreams and with the cold they have been even odder. I finished my first self assigned paper. I have been listening to some classics on disk and that has made me very happy. I went to my former church on Saturday to help out with tech for the women's breakfast. It was nice being with friends and seeing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1708779066576681438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=1708779066576681438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1708779066576681438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1708779066576681438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/09/ho-hum.html' title='Ho hum'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5470173652574552760</id><published>2007-09-12T00:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T00:45:35.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow it is amazing</title><summary type='text'>what a little sleep can do. I fell asleep soon after I wrote that post early this morning and slept well and hard until 11am. I fell back asleep and slept until 2pm. I feel human! On another note I started a bible study with some women tonight. Connections it's a funny thing. I went because the friend that has been encouraging me and committed to pray for me daily has rearranged her life to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5470173652574552760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5470173652574552760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5470173652574552760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5470173652574552760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/09/wow-it-is-amazing.html' title='Wow it is amazing'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-435575651824066456</id><published>2007-09-11T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T01:43:01.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping</title><summary type='text'>I really wish I was not rubbish at sleeping. The many sleepless nights blur together and frustrate me. I have watched every movie and I have read every book that I have in the house. Most for the 100th time. When I do sleep it isn't for long. Seems this is the new pattern and it is getting on my nerves. Maybe this is why God has kept me single. Think about it the poor bloke married to me a nutter</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/435575651824066456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=435575651824066456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/435575651824066456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/435575651824066456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/09/sleeping.html' title='Sleeping'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5509864813079107850</id><published>2007-09-10T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:29:27.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oddly true but is it really purple I thought it was grey</title><summary type='text'>Your Brain is PurpleOf all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic. You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.What Color Is Your Brain?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5509864813079107850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5509864813079107850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5509864813079107850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5509864813079107850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/09/oddly-true-but-is-it-really-purple-i.html' title='oddly true but is it really purple I thought it was grey'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-1916064441277918475</id><published>2007-09-08T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T01:16:02.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>random thougths from the past few days</title><summary type='text'>That a simple prayer for a friend that is answered can give you unexplainable joy. I have prayed for my friend along with others and my friends prayer has been answered in a very definitive way. I have been feeling abandoned by God not seeing his hand in my life, seeing his hand in someone else's life is a reminder that he IS there even if I can't feel him in my life. If you can't trust your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1916064441277918475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=1916064441277918475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1916064441277918475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1916064441277918475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-thougths-from-past-few-days.html' title='random thougths from the past few days'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-8282398970066290792</id><published>2007-09-03T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T20:56:55.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok now I have seen everything!</title><summary type='text'>I spent today writing and I popped a movie in for background noise. The movie ended and I didn't want to move everything to put a new movie in so I picked up the remote and clicked through the channels. I found nothing to watch except Arther on PBS but that is not what surprised me. I tuned into the new CW and saw promos for up coming shows. The was a pretty blond girl talking about her boob job </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8282398970066290792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=8282398970066290792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8282398970066290792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8282398970066290792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/09/ok-now-i-have-seen-everything.html' title='Ok now I have seen everything!'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-8160877845068796626</id><published>2007-09-02T18:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T18:51:26.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride is it the root of all sin?</title><summary type='text'>In the bible we are told that pride is one of what has become known as the seven deadly sins. There are many ways it is phrased, I personally like Galatians 5:19-21 where it is phrased as selfish ambition. The other six sins are Lust, Gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, and envy. It has been said that pride is at the root of all of these sins. I wondered if this is true. On the surface without any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8160877845068796626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=8160877845068796626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8160877845068796626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8160877845068796626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/09/pride-is-it-root-of-all-sin.html' title='Pride is it the root of all sin?'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6772045211726635747</id><published>2007-09-02T02:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T03:01:12.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeve Rant and a long day</title><summary type='text'>I find myself annoyed this early am by an email that I received yesterday. I often get emails such as this one and try to take it the way they are intended which is encouragement, but often I fail. I end up deleting the emails and feeling insulted or annoyed. I know that I am wrong to feel that way when the intention of the writer is good. The problem is that the writer doesn't read what is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6772045211726635747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6772045211726635747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6772045211726635747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6772045211726635747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/09/pet-peeve-rant-and-long-day.html' title='Pet Peeve Rant and a long day'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6616261522842637824</id><published>2007-09-01T12:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T12:16:39.601-04:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling more at peace</title><summary type='text'>I have been feeling more at peace these last few days. I have continued to talk to my friend and working through the feelings that I identified. We set up a plan to help me to focus on God's word. I am writing a paper on pride. It is interesting and has me focused on God's word. My friend is helping me by holding me accountable to completing the task and keeping her word to keep me in daily </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6616261522842637824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6616261522842637824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6616261522842637824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6616261522842637824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/09/feeling-more-at-peace.html' title='feeling more at peace'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5102698952557957925</id><published>2007-08-29T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T16:30:21.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>why is it I wonder</title><summary type='text'>Here is the big question that I have for myself right now. Why is it the bigger the problem the less likely I am to seek help?I have been troubled for months and months and months. I have scratched the surface some talking in spurts to the former Youth Pastor at my former church, never really talking enough to figure out what the problem is so I can do something about it. It hurt to much. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5102698952557957925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5102698952557957925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5102698952557957925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5102698952557957925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-is-it-i-wonder.html' title='why is it I wonder'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-154764737221242398</id><published>2007-08-27T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T23:12:35.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The results of my night</title><summary type='text'>Around 2pm today my friend dropped her 14 year old daughter off at my house so that would could have some more bread therapy and talk about the issues in the girls life. The girl did about 90% of the work and her bread came out good. One spot had gotten a bit hard and I didn't remove it all as I thought so there was a tough spot in the bread but other then that it was tasty and look pretty good. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/154764737221242398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=154764737221242398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/154764737221242398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/154764737221242398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/08/results-of-my-night.html' title='The results of my night'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-9026095783042980493</id><published>2007-08-10T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T18:31:45.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise God and a clean driving record</title><summary type='text'>I just looked at the new ins premium and realized that it has gone down by $191.00. Couldn't happen at a better time! I went to the site to see if I could drop my coverage down some in order to lower the payment. Now I don't have to. phew</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/9026095783042980493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=9026095783042980493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/9026095783042980493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/9026095783042980493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/08/praise-god-and-clean-driving-record.html' title='Praise God and a clean driving record'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-8368214243825088560</id><published>2007-08-10T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T17:19:24.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a wonderful day</title><summary type='text'>My friend picked me up for the ferry and decided to come along for the ride. She stay with us for a few hours. As the ferry docked I called Mel's cell phone and told her that we where docking and asked where she was. From the deck I spotted her and she spotted me. Easy enough meet up. It's a good thing because the gelato place I was thinking of is no longer there. Sad to say neither is the Irish </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8368214243825088560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=8368214243825088560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8368214243825088560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8368214243825088560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-what-wonderful-day.html' title='Oh what a wonderful day'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-82632467813247653</id><published>2007-08-06T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T19:42:03.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have the coolest friends! I needed a ride to and from the ferry tomorrow. A few phone calls later and one friend is taking me and another is picking me up. This means I am hopping the ferry tomorrow and heading for a day of if I had a million dollars with Mel. :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/82632467813247653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=82632467813247653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/82632467813247653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/82632467813247653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-coolest-friends-i-needed-ride-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-8815127512872918728</id><published>2007-07-29T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T14:29:55.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a busy</title><summary type='text'>and had a rather rough time of it with my health the last few weeks attempting to remain sane. I am not working full time yet and that is really starting to worry me. It has been a struggle to keep on track.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/8815127512872918728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=8815127512872918728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8815127512872918728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/8815127512872918728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/been-busy.html' title='Been a busy'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-1475578206471802916</id><published>2007-07-18T21:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T21:36:37.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Yaconelli Tribute</title><summary type='text'>HT to Gman</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1475578206471802916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=1475578206471802916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1475578206471802916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1475578206471802916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/mike-yaconelli-tribute.html' title='Mike Yaconelli Tribute'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3307935855981892240</id><published>2007-07-16T11:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T11:39:37.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a busy few days. We celebrated my Mother's birthday yesterday. I made her a cake from scratch and she liked it. The our of us went to dinner then came back here for cake and coffee. It was nice that my house was in shape for company for a change. It was a last minute idea to save me from trying to transport the cake in one piece to the restaurant or my parents house. My brother was kind</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3307935855981892240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3307935855981892240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3307935855981892240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3307935855981892240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-been-busy-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3453376745191589578</id><published>2007-07-08T20:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T11:46:48.220-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Torchwood</title><summary type='text'>Ok so it was a day of laundry and ironing. While watching Torchwood. It is a spin off of Dr WhoOk, so I watched all of season one today and I am not sure if I will watch season two. What I really want to know is what is up with what is airing on the BBC these days? I don't think there is a character that didn't make out with someone of the same gender.I looked up the creator of Torchwood to see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3453376745191589578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3453376745191589578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3453376745191589578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3453376745191589578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/torchwood.html' title='Torchwood'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5236286026710298832</id><published>2007-07-08T13:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T13:34:52.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift for me.</title><summary type='text'>Last Year I wrote about The shrunken sunken garden and the play I saw there. This year they are doing another play and my friends brother is in it again. My friend just told me about it and said she wants to take me for my birthday. :-) We are planing on going next Friday night. I am excited! It is a gift that is so perfect for who I am. One that shows how well my friend knows me, plus it is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5236286026710298832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5236286026710298832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5236286026710298832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5236286026710298832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/gift-for-me.html' title='A gift for me.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2875529962971190113</id><published>2007-07-07T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T15:01:15.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That old familiar feeling</title><summary type='text'>I have that itch deep down inside. That itch that will keep me at my computer writing once I figure out what it is I have the itch to write about. This is a mixed blessing as far as I am concerned. I love the thrill of writing, it is a real high for me when I write. Then I get so far along and I will doubt that it is really any good. Then there is the lack of knowing what to do with it when it is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2875529962971190113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2875529962971190113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2875529962971190113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2875529962971190113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/that-old-familiar-feeling.html' title='That old familiar feeling'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-547773137377700998</id><published>2007-07-07T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T10:47:55.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to win the lotto</title><summary type='text'>I need to win the lotto in order to afford to be a youth volunteer! Here is the problem all the teens seem to have talent and like to show it off. The cost of school plays is bad enough. Typically 7-8 bucks a ticket, add gas to that often times picking up a few teens on the way. It's worth it when I see the smile when they see me and some of their friends after the show. It is always a good time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/547773137377700998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=547773137377700998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/547773137377700998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/547773137377700998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-need-to-win-lotto.html' title='I need to win the lotto'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-4623013926782812131</id><published>2007-07-02T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T22:35:13.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh How I Miss My Sci-Fi Geek Friends</title><summary type='text'>Tonight a point is driven home very clearly, while I have good friends wonderful girlfriends to talk about all those girl things with, my sci-fi geek friends have all moved out of the area or unreachable for one reason or another. I really miss hanging out as a group watching an episode then TALKING about it after. Sci-Fi is laced with tons of imagery. Much of which is biblical. Specifically the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/4623013926782812131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=4623013926782812131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/4623013926782812131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/4623013926782812131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-how-i-miss-my-sci-fi-geek-friends.html' title='Oh How I Miss My Sci-Fi Geek Friends'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3489782461178939614</id><published>2007-06-30T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T22:06:54.075-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth'/><title type='text'>A Thank You</title><summary type='text'>One of my girls had her graduation party today. Everyone had a great time. We all got a chance to dunk the grad in the dunking booth. I missed but dunked her anyway. :-) I walked up to the booth and said the question is am I nice. She said yes and I smiled and pushed the button. Her cousin brought a karaoke machine and we heard some really baaad singing. Even people who can sing sounded not so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3489782461178939614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3489782461178939614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3489782461178939614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3489782461178939614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/thank-you.html' title='A Thank You'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5698359221911791234</id><published>2007-06-29T14:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T15:02:32.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saw this on Gim.D's Blog He got it from Marko I think that I was penalized because I answered the do you know your IP address with a yes. I just set up a static IP address the other day on this computer so of course I do. That doesn't make me a nerd that means I have a good memory. I needed a static IP address for forwarding ports so I can down load DR Who. Wait, that's not helping my case much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5698359221911791234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5698359221911791234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5698359221911791234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5698359221911791234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/saw-this-on-gim.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6649098020204016944</id><published>2007-06-27T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:02:51.485-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was tagged by Len on this meme:1. Those Tagged will share 5 things they dig about Jesus.2. Those tagged will tag 5 other bloggers.So, here goes. 5 things I dig about Jesus:1) That he knows me, knows every hair on my head and cares for me. 2) That no matter what we do steal our siblings sock, murder or worse, if in the end we choose him we are forgiven. He paid for all of my sin.3) His path may </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6649098020204016944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6649098020204016944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6649098020204016944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6649098020204016944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-was-tagged-by-len-on-this-meme-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-527345935645289421</id><published>2007-06-25T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T15:08:37.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><summary type='text'>One of my Great Aunt's and two of her children are here for a short visit. Last night as many as could make it showed up for a little reunion. It has been a long while since I have seen my Great Aunt or my cousin's . The boys where surprised that I remembered them what surprised them even more was my age. See in there minds eye I am much younger. These guys are really my father's first cousins, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/527345935645289421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=527345935645289421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/527345935645289421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/527345935645289421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-1993666770496774722</id><published>2007-06-21T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:20:14.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr Who and my garden</title><summary type='text'>So what have I been doing with myself these past few days. Well I have been catching up on my Dr. Who. I have been lacking in my TV watching. LOL Like not watching is bad for you.Some of my tomato plants where not looking so good so I extend the garden and now all the plants are planted in the garden. Hoping for a full recovery.Banshee's ear is healing nicely and I hope the drain will come out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1993666770496774722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=1993666770496774722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1993666770496774722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1993666770496774722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/dr-who-and-my-garden.html' title='Dr Who and my garden'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6613260327748622723</id><published>2007-06-20T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:00:29.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><summary type='text'>My friend Janet gave me a bag of apples that where sitting in her fridge. Her family isn't fond of eating this type of apple unless it is in pie form. I said yes to the apples because I had been thinking that I wanted to bake a pie just the night before. I also borrowed some butter. I baked two pies and ran one over to Janet's house as a surprise. My dog and I enjoyed their company for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6613260327748622723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6613260327748622723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6613260327748622723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6613260327748622723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-257804884064589155</id><published>2007-06-17T22:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:05:50.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all over</title><summary type='text'>Sigh,The Irish Fest is over for this year. It was a good time everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. I was really glad today. A friend came who I have not seen in a long long time and it was so nice to get caught up!I got to see my cousin Barbara sing with the Glee Club which was a first. I have always missed them for some reason. I was rather annoyed by some of the people there today. I was rather</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/257804884064589155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=257804884064589155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/257804884064589155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/257804884064589155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-all-over.html' title='It&apos;s all over'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6535312228387496253</id><published>2007-06-16T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T23:47:43.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wandered around the Irish Fest today. It was nice but sort of lonely. I wasn't there with anyone special and so mostly I was alone. I ran into all kinds of people I knew and spent time with them all, but they where all with other people and I was not apart of their group. I could have been but I really didn't want to. I am funny sometimes. I want company but at the same time I do not want it. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6535312228387496253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6535312228387496253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6535312228387496253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6535312228387496253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-wandered-around-irish-fest-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-9217748850269642696</id><published>2007-06-15T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:50:58.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Irish Fest Weekend</title><summary type='text'>I got the three day pass this year. I intend to enjoy as much of the fest as I can. I got there at 6 and enjoyed some good Irish music. I enjoyed some sausage and chips. I met up with some family and enjoyed some more I Irish music. I can't wait for tomorrow!It's funny as I wondered around looking for my cousin I thought to myself I have my cell phone I should call her. I pulled out my phone and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/9217748850269642696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=9217748850269642696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/9217748850269642696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/9217748850269642696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-irish-fest-weekend.html' title='It&apos;s Irish Fest Weekend'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-125265662280230047</id><published>2007-06-13T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T13:35:30.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>well it's another</title><summary type='text'>new day, and I am about to head out and pick some kids up from school because their Mom has figured out she can't be in three places at once. I found that food and I where not friends last night so I was up rather late and feeling rather sick. I woke bright and early this morning and promptly rolled over and went back to sleep. I woke up again bright and early this afternoon feeling a lot better.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/125265662280230047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=125265662280230047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/125265662280230047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/125265662280230047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-its-another.html' title='well it&apos;s another'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6553888738030762960</id><published>2007-06-12T21:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:25:27.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><summary type='text'>Is a better day. The cream I have been using to balance out my hormones is working and I feel more human. It's not completely better and after a long day I had several friends who called me for advice or help. I started to feel overwhelmed. I am happy to help my friends and be a support to them but I am not feeling very stable today so it was hard. My friend Mel made a good point, she thinks that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6553888738030762960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6553888738030762960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6553888738030762960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6553888738030762960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2736128191768049899</id><published>2007-06-11T12:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:49:16.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>silence</title><summary type='text'>The silence is deafening. I know God is there but I can't feel him or hear him. It's like something in me, in my chemical make up is blocking me from reaching God, and from God reaching me. I know I should reach out to my friends but really I can't I don't want to. I am afraid to. I don't know what it is I am afraid of. I tried embracing God in the silence. I tried praying and reaching out with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2736128191768049899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2736128191768049899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2736128191768049899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2736128191768049899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/silence.html' title='silence'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5782866966331731140</id><published>2007-06-11T12:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T12:18:50.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still</title><summary type='text'>feeling like I suck. I know this is hormones and that they are just out of whack, but that doesn't make me feel any better. I feel completely down and worthless. I know it is a lie, but not listening to the lie is getting harder and harder. I feel dead inside. Like nothing matters and no one matters. Like I matter to no one. Again I know it is a lie, but that just doesn't change how I feel. I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5782866966331731140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5782866966331731140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5782866966331731140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5782866966331731140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-still.html' title='I am still'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3380834522124725903</id><published>2007-06-10T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:58:22.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Had a chat with my Dad</title><summary type='text'>the other day. I was sort of in a I suck kind of mood. I asked my Dad if I was a big disappointment to him.He said all the right things. He told me he loved me and that they just want me to be happy. He told me his is proud of me and that I am smart. For some reason I felt a lot less of the I suck when we where done chatting.The thing is I am still in the I suck frame of mind. I do know that I am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3380834522124725903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3380834522124725903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3380834522124725903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3380834522124725903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/had-chat-with-my-dad.html' title='Had a chat with my Dad'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-4601197972982621656</id><published>2007-06-05T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:20:02.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I saw myself in a movie today</title><summary type='text'>I watched Women of the Year this afternoon while cooling off after spending the morning shoveling gravel. (Note to self next time where GLOVES! What a blister I have on my left hand) Maybe it was the sun or something but I saw a snippet of my own life in that movie. No I had no grand illusions of my being crown women of the year. I have no interest in arbitrary and meaningless titles. Even though</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/4601197972982621656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=4601197972982621656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/4601197972982621656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/4601197972982621656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-saw-myself-in-movie-today.html' title='I saw myself in a movie today'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-4900220061257560926</id><published>2007-06-05T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T11:12:12.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad thoughts</title><summary type='text'>The other day Len posted a link to an article in Simply Youth Ministry, Adam McLane wrote "Left for Dead by the Church". I followed the link and read what Mr. McLane wrote on his blog. My first reaction was to joke, I always make jokes to myself when I see something that upsets me. My joke was to wonder if Len had decided to take on a secret identity without telling me. I knew he had not but the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/4900220061257560926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=4900220061257560926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/4900220061257560926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/4900220061257560926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/sad-thoughts.html' title='Sad thoughts'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-7697611472434164768</id><published>2007-06-02T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:26:32.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gues Who's Coming to Dinner</title><summary type='text'>Guess Who's Coming to Dinner is a movie about love. Love with complications. When I first saw this movie I was in elementary school. I remember that I like the movie, but I was confused by it too. I didn't understand why everyone was against John and Joey. I asked my Mom and she told me because he is black and she is white. That didn't help me much. I still didn't know what the problem was. What </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/7697611472434164768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=7697611472434164768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7697611472434164768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7697611472434164768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/gues-whos-coming-to-dinner.html' title='Gues Who&apos;s Coming to Dinner'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2027007938461956419</id><published>2007-06-01T09:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:27:39.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a theory if it's been in a boxes since 2003 and I have not missed it then I really don't need it! There are 5 large contractor garbage bags out side of my house right now. Filled with bits and bobs of my life. Some items I debated about tossing. Things that brought back memories of times gone by. Some just items I no longer have use or room for. One of the debated items was my cassette </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2027007938461956419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2027007938461956419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2027007938461956419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2027007938461956419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-have-theory-if-its-been-in-boxes.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6547822601674734435</id><published>2007-05-29T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:02:50.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wow its been a long time since</title><summary type='text'>I have been this exhausted. Between all the work I did this weekend then today was my first open to close at the UPS store. My legs are yelling at me today in a big way! In sa good way but in a big way. Who knows maybe I will give my metabolism the jump start that it needs. Who knows maybe my body temp will raise above 96.5. That would be awsome.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6547822601674734435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6547822601674734435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6547822601674734435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6547822601674734435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/wow-its-been-long-time-since.html' title='wow its been a long time since'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5034318464479266304</id><published>2007-05-28T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T15:28:37.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><summary type='text'>Well my walls are all one color a very nice shade of yellow called golden slumber. The trim and doors are all a nice crisp white. It came out well and I am pleased. Another project that was started months ago and I has been driving me crazy. A bit of moving about of furniture and figuring out what to hang on the walls and the room will be done. The curtains are up but the rods are in a sad state </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5034318464479266304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5034318464479266304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5034318464479266304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5034318464479266304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-7178146275367490082</id><published>2007-05-26T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T22:07:59.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I pulled out the hated wireless key board and mouse to use with the lap top. So now I am working on making them work. I tossed them asid in frustration sometime ago and there they have sat gathering dust. So far I have changed all the batteries and figured out how to sync them. Now for the fun part of figuring out which keys are sticking and take them off and clean them. It would appear that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/7178146275367490082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=7178146275367490082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7178146275367490082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7178146275367490082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-i-pulled-out-hated-wireless-key.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-7344823673311781011</id><published>2007-05-26T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T16:17:59.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An inspiration and a hard choice.</title><summary type='text'>I met Jenifer Magliocco for the first time this spring at a meeting for Ethan's Walk for Wheels. The foundation that her family set up to help CT families with SMA is helping Ethan's family and helped set up the benefit. I knew some of their story. That her son had died of SMA shortly after coming home from the hospital. I could not imagine how difficult it was for them. thought that it took an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/7344823673311781011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=7344823673311781011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7344823673311781011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7344823673311781011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/inspiration-and-hard-choice.html' title='An inspiration and a hard choice.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5553999806106763022</id><published>2007-05-26T09:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T09:52:29.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignored Beauty</title><summary type='text'> This is a good lesson in taking time to look around and see what is really there. If we ignore the beauty around us then what is the point?HT to Len</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5553999806106763022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5553999806106763022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5553999806106763022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5553999806106763022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/ignored-beauty.html' title='Ignored Beauty'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6442747917297677990</id><published>2007-05-26T09:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T09:32:07.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Auf Wiedersehen Pet Opening Titles</title><summary type='text'>There are some very obvious cultural difference between this show and what flies in USA but it is one of my favorites.    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6442747917297677990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6442747917297677990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6442747917297677990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6442747917297677990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/auf-wiedersehen-pet-opening-titles.html' title='Auf Wiedersehen Pet Opening Titles'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-7865908745443095244</id><published>2007-05-26T07:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T09:11:20.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the life</title><summary type='text'>It's Saturday morning and here I sit on my small back deck watching the morning arrive.  I have my coffee and a comfy chair. Thanks to my previous job I was awake well before the sun. I watched  "The Treasure of the Sierra Madra" and listened to the commentary. If you have some how missed this film take the time to rent it. The film deserves every one of the awards it earned and probably a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/7865908745443095244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=7865908745443095244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7865908745443095244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/7865908745443095244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-is-life.html' title='This is the life'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6412504801128220045</id><published>2007-05-15T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T16:03:43.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I'm gonna like it there</title><summary type='text'>Last night I went to my first youth leader meeting at my new church. I was blown away by the number of people who came. I didn't realize until then how large the volunteer population is in this church until then. As one of the women said to me last night this is the only the people who could make it on a Monday night. We welcomed some new staff members middle school pastor and high school pastor.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6412504801128220045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6412504801128220045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6412504801128220045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6412504801128220045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-think-im-gonna-like-it-there.html' title='I think I&apos;m gonna like it there'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3781903619409413897</id><published>2007-05-15T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:12:52.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To be appreciated/I am such a girl sometimes</title><summary type='text'>The last morning that I opened the store two customers that I let in before we are open left me a little something. The confirmed that this was indeed my last opening then as they said see you later they slid an envelope on the counter.When I came back to the counter there it was. I was surprised. I opened it there was a 20 dollar bill which was very generous but that wasn't the part that got me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3781903619409413897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3781903619409413897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3781903619409413897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3781903619409413897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-be-appreciatedi-am-such-girl.html' title='To be appreciated/I am such a girl sometimes'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-1792684416740258169</id><published>2007-05-15T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T13:51:44.364-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what is she thinking!</title><summary type='text'>I talked to a women I know the other day and I asked her that question with as much love as I could muster. She has three girls 2 are adults one is 15. The father of these girls is a drug addict and has been out of the picture since the youngest was a baby. She remarried that husband cheated on her and they divorced. She is now a grandma and has a teenage daughter. She married the first time very</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1792684416740258169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=1792684416740258169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1792684416740258169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/1792684416740258169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-is-she-thinking.html' title='what is she thinking!'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-3600589295156516553</id><published>2007-05-13T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:38:31.565-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><summary type='text'>Ok so it has been awhile since I updated this blog. I knew I had been neglecting it but until Mel said something about my not posting since Feb I had not realized it was so long. So if anyone still reads this here is the big update.Update one I QUIT MY JOB!!!!The main reason I have not updated is I was so stinking tired that I didn't feel like writing. I thought of things to write about, I even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/3600589295156516553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=3600589295156516553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3600589295156516553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/3600589295156516553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GeI2LVHM9h8/Rke5_yJFy0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/x0eVg-UbG80/s72-c/Ethan+with+Dalmation+switch+toy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-6596973187719338440</id><published>2007-02-23T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T20:39:10.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk for Wheels for Ethan will be held at Roger Ludlowe High</title><summary type='text'>http://www.our-sma-angels.com/ethan/The above link is to a website for a baby boy. When he was a few months old he was diagnosed with SMA. (Spinal Muscular Atrophy) which is the number one genetic killer of children under the age of two. At the time Ethan's Dr's told his parents he would not make it to his first birthday.Ethan has proved to be a little trooper and is now 20 months old. Praise God</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/6596973187719338440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=6596973187719338440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6596973187719338440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/6596973187719338440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/02/walk-for-wheels-for-ethan-will-be-held.html' title='Walk for Wheels for Ethan will be held at Roger Ludlowe High'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-5530635238542020744</id><published>2007-02-12T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T15:56:05.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The next week or so</title><summary type='text'>I will be taking care of some medical stuff that needs taking care of. This means I will be feeling rather crappy and rather tired and rather like I want to be alone. I will be fine. Please don't be worried or think I don't care. It's been a rough few weeks and in order for that to end I need to have a rougher week. Well at least we hope it will help. You never really know it is all a guessing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5530635238542020744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=5530635238542020744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5530635238542020744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/5530635238542020744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/02/next-week-or-so.html' title='The next week or so'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2260205180557674905</id><published>2007-01-25T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T15:56:06.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spyware on your PC you can go to jail.</title><summary type='text'>Substitute Teacher Faces Jail Time Over SpywareThe article is from the WashingtonPost.com and was sent to me by one of the students. Thoughts?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2260205180557674905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2260205180557674905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2260205180557674905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2260205180557674905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/01/spyware-on-your-pc-you-can-go-to-jail.html' title='spyware on your PC you can go to jail.'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2719804861294589506</id><published>2007-01-14T17:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:34:29.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The foster mom</title><summary type='text'>My mother has become a foster mom to a new dog, her name is Ashley. Ashley has had a rough life and adjusting to life in a normal home has not been easy. Ashely bites first and asks questions later.Shortly after Ashley moved in my mother let her in the house and my brother was there, she bit him. She did not break the skin but left a rather nasty bruise. This was my mothers fault she knows it and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2719804861294589506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2719804861294589506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2719804861294589506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2719804861294589506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/01/foster-mom.html' title='The foster mom'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-2605235112986398851</id><published>2007-01-14T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:05:01.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The holidays</title><summary type='text'>The holidays are over and to sum it up they where nice. My brother helped to make it a low stress Christmas for me. He did all the shopping from the both of us. He told me not to worry about it and I didn't. I had already picked up a few things for people that I still need to give.I didn't see many people just my immediate family on Christmas day. The days that followed I did see a few other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/2605235112986398851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=2605235112986398851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2605235112986398851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/2605235112986398851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2007/01/holidays.html' title='The holidays'/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6883155.post-116631491813006996</id><published>2006-12-16T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T20:22:44.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I remember watching Kurt skate this that year. My Mom said I leaned so far forward in my seat she thought I was going to fall out. This program was amazing. Kurt's is one of two for the title foot work king. Scott Hamilton the only other that compares. Believe me it is hard to skate this bad. I really miss skating.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/feeds/116631491813006996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6883155&amp;postID=116631491813006996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/116631491813006996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6883155/posts/default/116631491813006996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brownies4u.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-remember-watching-kurt-skate-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05956596639472575505</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
