<?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-8966009</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:01:12.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgia Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966009.post-110143959378736795</id><published>2004-11-25T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T22:26:33.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I am thankful for</title><content type='html'>1.  My Savior, Jesus Christ&lt;br /&gt;2.  My sweet, smart, loving husband&lt;br /&gt;3.  My caring, guiding, loving parents&lt;br /&gt;4.  My family&lt;br /&gt;5.  My President and his family&lt;br /&gt;6.  My country and my freedoms&lt;br /&gt;7.  The troops who make #6 possible&lt;br /&gt;8.  My job and my co-workers&lt;br /&gt;9.  Food, glorious food&lt;br /&gt;10.  The Internet&lt;br /&gt;11.  My talents and smarts, such as they are&lt;br /&gt;12.  My home&lt;br /&gt;13.  Books&lt;br /&gt;14.  My bed&lt;br /&gt;15.  My naturally wavy hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of for now.  There are at least 100 more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110143959378736795?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110143959378736795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110143959378736795' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110143959378736795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110143959378736795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='What I am thankful for'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8966009.post-110142939198636719</id><published>2004-11-25T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:36:31.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!  I am back.  I just have not been feeling very bloggy lately.  I will do better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very busy three days at work before today's break.  However, I have some very good news - &lt;b&gt;I got a bonus!&lt;/b&gt;  I was extremely surprised; mostly because bonuses are &lt;i&gt;very rare&lt;/i&gt; where I work, and I had never received one before.  It wasn't a huge amount or anything, but it is definitely appreciated nevertheless.  I got all teary-eyed and so did my manager.  She said that I deserve it (and more) because of the hard work I did in 2004 and the projects that I will be taking on in 2005.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had Thanksgiving lunch/dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.cohuttalodge.com"&gt;The Cohutta Lodge&lt;/a&gt;.  We had to wait for &lt;b&gt;2 hours&lt;/b&gt; to eat.  That was slightly irritating to say the least.  They weren't very organized.  But when we did finally get to sit down, the food was good and we had a fine time.  It was nice to see everyone on Mom's side of the family.  They are all very special to me.  I am already looking forward to seeing them at Christmastime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to go think of some questions for &lt;a href="http://fridaysfeast.blogspot.com"&gt;Friday's Feast&lt;/a&gt;.  I will write more later (but not 5 days from now - much sooner!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110142939198636719?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110142939198636719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110142939198636719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110142939198636719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110142939198636719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110108247364356570</id><published>2004-11-21T18:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T19:14:33.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One big long Sunday post</title><content type='html'>#1 - I am already sick and tired of hearing about that stupid basketball brawl that happened last Friday night.  Talk about a slow news weekend.  I think they should all be thrown in jail for about 20 years.  Why would anyone who makes millions of $ a year be mad enough to punch people and throw stuff?  I've seen 3 year-olds play better than that.  Grow up, boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - I've started playing around with &lt;a href="http://www.wheresgeorge.com"&gt;Where's George&lt;/a&gt; again.  I got really into this last February, but it just got boring after a while.  I'm sure I'll get bored with it again soon, but for now, it's fun.  It is neat to see where your $ ends up and how long it takes it to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - Go here: &lt;a href="http://americansoldier.irishjohn.net/"&gt;American Soldier&lt;/a&gt;.  Watch it and remember them when you give thanks this coming Thursday.  They are a big reason why we can live the way we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 - I'm looking forward to a short week next week.  It's going to be a busy one, though, but that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 - &lt;a href="http://subliminal.lunanina.com"&gt;Unconscious Mutterings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reconnect:&lt;/b&gt; intimate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gearshift:&lt;/b&gt; car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mania:&lt;/b&gt; craziness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manhattan:&lt;/b&gt; New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First date:&lt;/b&gt; Jimmy Cribb (*cringe*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;District:&lt;/b&gt; city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yearbook:&lt;/b&gt; high school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breakup:&lt;/b&gt; junior high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode:&lt;/b&gt; sitcom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Costume:&lt;/b&gt; Halloween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110108247364356570?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110108247364356570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110108247364356570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110108247364356570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110108247364356570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/one-big-long-sunday-post.html' title='One big long Sunday post'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110099750507728537</id><published>2004-11-20T19:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T19:39:43.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review: National Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/nationaltreasure/splash.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.ent4.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/touchstone_pictures/national_treasure/nationaltreasure_firstposter.jpg" border=0 align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;National Treasure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/clearskystudio/fourstars.bmp"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby and I saw this movie this afternoon, and it was really great.  I have always been a sucker for any movie related to American history, and this one delivers!  Nicholas Cage is a fabulous actor, and he was perfectly cast for the role of Benjamin Franklin Gates, who is a man of several generations who have been looking for a treasure that the Founding Fathers had hidden from the British during the American Revolution.  There are many clues that have to be figured out and followed (usually to find yet another clue) in order to find the treasure.  And of course there are another group of not-so-nice people trying just as hard to find the same treasure.  I won't tell you what the treasure is, but they do find it, and it is awesome!  Go see it for yourself.  I give this movie 4 stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110099750507728537?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110099750507728537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110099750507728537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110099750507728537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110099750507728537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/movie-review-national-treasure.html' title='Movie Review: National Treasure'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110089055468365378</id><published>2004-11-19T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T13:55:54.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Appetizer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think is the perfect age to get married? To have a first child? To retire?&lt;br /&gt;My answers here are definitely idealized, generalized and based on my own experience.  Everyone is different.  To get married: mid-20's.  To have a first child: late 20s-early 30s.  To retire: 55-60.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Soup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change occupations tomorrow, what would you want to do for a living?&lt;br /&gt;I would want to be a meteorologist or one of those lucky people who get to work in test kitchens for Betty Crocker, Macaroni Grill, or Mayfield Ice Cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the color green make you think of?&lt;br /&gt;Lettuce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main Course&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is something that has happened to you over the last year that you didn't expect?&lt;br /&gt;My Daddy's stroke.  :(  But he's getting better.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dessert&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old were you when you had your first kiss?&lt;br /&gt;12 with James at the Christmas dance.  I hope that boy has learned how to kiss better than that by now, or he is probably very lonely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110089055468365378?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110089055468365378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110089055468365378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110089055468365378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110089055468365378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/fridays-feast_19.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://fridaysfeast.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Friday&apos;s Feast&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110089004848796262</id><published>2004-11-19T13:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T14:17:11.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In my previous life</title><content type='html'>I was &lt;a href="http://www.blackjackinc.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPRODGROUP&amp;ID=4&amp;HS=1"&gt;Happy Bunny&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110089004848796262?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110089004848796262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110089004848796262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110089004848796262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110089004848796262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/in-my-previous-life.html' title='In my previous life'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110081317997404139</id><published>2004-11-18T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T16:26:19.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in the mood...</title><content type='html'>...to do something.  But I'm just not sure what.  I want to create something, or learn something, or just do something differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110081317997404139?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110081317997404139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110081317997404139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110081317997404139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110081317997404139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-in-mood.html' title='I&apos;m in the mood...'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110078632229964380</id><published>2004-11-18T08:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T08:58:42.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Threesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Onesome: No one-...to talk to? Nah, who is it you look forward to seeing at one of the holidays just to be able to sit around and chat with? Sure, even someone you see during the rest of the year!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to seeing everyone in my family, I love them all.  Mostly, though, I love talking with my two cousins, Alison and Holly.  They are like the sisters I never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twosome: diets- Have you ever tried one of the "fad" diets out there? Yes, I include Atkins in this category! How did it work for you? Would you do it again or try another one?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone who has fought a lifelong never-ending battle with their weight, of course I have tried fad diets.  Including Atkins.  Atkins works pretty good for me, but it is impossible to stick to.  After Thanksgiving, I am planning on eating foods with a low glycemic index # (similar to Atkins, except you can have wheat bread and some fruits).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Threesome: on Thanksgiving- What's your favorite dish? Would you be happy just pigging out on turkey, or do you need all the fixings? Does the pumpkin pie make the meal or do you prefer Mom's green bean casserole?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, there is nothing better than a bite of dressing with a bite of whole cranberry sauce.  Yum, yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110078632229964380?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110078632229964380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110078632229964380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110078632229964380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110078632229964380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/thursday-threesome_18.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://othersideofglenroad.org/backporch/&quot;&gt;Thursday Threesome&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110074282906064227</id><published>2004-11-17T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T20:53:49.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mommers</title><content type='html'>Today is my mother's 57th birthday.  She and I share a very special (and precious and rare) bond for which I am so deeply thankful.  Not only are we mother and daughter, we are also best friends.  I even call her "Mommers" or "Mommyfriend" sometimes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has sacrificed a lot for me during her lifetime, and I hope she knows that I'm forever grateful for everything she has ever done.  She raised me to know the difference between right and wrong.  She instilled in me a good work ethic.  She took care of me when I was sick (and still does, now that I think about it).  She punished me when I needed it, and continues to gently correct me when I am wrong (but we all know that isn't very often, right?).  She has loved me unconditionally for almost 27 years now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any thing that is good about me came first from God, but was nurtured by my good and loving parents, and I adore them both so very much.  Thank You, Lord, for my mother and father, and for all of life's beautiful blessings that You have so graciously bestowed upon us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110074282906064227?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110074282906064227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110074282906064227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110074282906064227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110074282906064227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-mommers.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mommers'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110057331961613916</id><published>2004-11-15T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T21:53:50.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good and Bad of BlogExplosion</title><content type='html'>I have enjoyed the traffic I've received since joining &lt;a href="http://www.blogexplosion.com"&gt;BlogExplosion&lt;/a&gt;.  And I've definitely enjoyed surfing other's blogs, and many of them are now regular reads for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But naturally, being the pessimist that I am, I have to point out the bad parts of BlogExplosion.  Such as the low votes that I've received simply because of what I believe.  And, while surfing, I have seen several blogs that might as well say "Hi, I'm stupid, and this is my stupid blog where I have stupid graphics and write stupid thoughts."  Nevertheless, despite the numerous stupid blogs, it is addictive.  I can't quit surfing.  And, I got pretty ticked off when I submitted my banner and they wouldn't accept it because it has a pop-up ad, which is not my fault, but &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;Blogger's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think I'm going to put BlogExplosion on the back burner for a little while and concentrate more on other things.  I'm getting geared up to read one book per week in 2005, and I'm pretty excited about it.  I'm not giving up on my blog or anything - I enjoy it too much.  It's simply time for me to "Just Say No" to BlogExplosion.  At least for a while.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110057331961613916?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110057331961613916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110057331961613916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110057331961613916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110057331961613916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/good-and-bad-of-blogexplosion.html' title='The Good and Bad of BlogExplosion'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110056165282827139</id><published>2004-11-15T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T18:34:12.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I smell Amsterdam?</title><content type='html'>I found this awesome site today: &lt;a href="http://www.blackphoenixalchemylab.com"&gt;Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab&lt;/a&gt;... and I purchased 2 bottles of their special perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a woman (or love one and want to buy her something neat) I would suggest taking a look at their fragrances.  They are divided into categories such as &lt;b&gt;Wanderlust&lt;/b&gt; (named after places of the world), &lt;b&gt;Illyria&lt;/b&gt; (named after Shakesperean characters), and &lt;b&gt;Love Potions&lt;/b&gt;.  I ordered their &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Siren&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;font color="steelblue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rome&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; perfumes.  I can't wait until they arrive.  I love stuff like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and they're affordable, too!  $12.50 for 5ml, $19.50 for 10ml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110056165282827139?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110056165282827139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110056165282827139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110056165282827139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110056165282827139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/do-i-smell-amsterdam.html' title='Do I smell Amsterdam?'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110052697928156518</id><published>2004-11-15T08:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T08:56:19.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>(I marked the ones in &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt; that I chose.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. bar soap or &lt;b&gt;shower gel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;cd's&lt;/b&gt; or cassettes&lt;br /&gt;3. television movies or &lt;b&gt;documentaries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;wall calendar&lt;/b&gt; or desk calendar&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;dsl&lt;/b&gt;, cable, or dial-up&lt;br /&gt;6. summer or &lt;b&gt;winter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. city or &lt;b&gt;country&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. camping or &lt;b&gt;stay in a hotel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;gold&lt;/b&gt; or silver&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;fiction&lt;/b&gt; or non-fiction books&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;b&gt;mashed potatoes&lt;/b&gt; or baked potatoes&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;ranch&lt;/b&gt;, italian, or catalina dressing&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;solid&lt;/b&gt; or spray deodorant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110052697928156518?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110052697928156518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110052697928156518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110052697928156518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110052697928156518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/monday-madness_15.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://mmadness.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Monday Madness&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110044405971311900</id><published>2004-11-14T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T09:54:19.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconscious Mutterings</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Childhood:&lt;/b&gt; play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ransom:&lt;/b&gt; kidnapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Melissa:&lt;/b&gt; friend from elementary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trust me:&lt;/b&gt; usually muttered by a liar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Report:&lt;/b&gt; card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Give up:&lt;/b&gt; surrender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nightgown:&lt;/b&gt; sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smokes:&lt;/b&gt; disgusting, disgusting habit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cookies &amp; cream:&lt;/b&gt; ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gameshow:&lt;/b&gt; Jeopardy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110044405971311900?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110044405971311900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110044405971311900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110044405971311900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110044405971311900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/unconscious-mutterings_14.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://subliminal.lunanina.com&quot;&gt;Unconscious Mutterings&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110040285669607844</id><published>2004-11-13T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T22:30:20.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More ATCs</title><content type='html'>Here are some more artist trading cards I made today.  Tabloid ATCs (all 3 scanned) and Christmas Tree ATC (one of 5 scanned).  Gosh, am I ever addicted to &lt;a href="http://www.nervousness.org"&gt;Nervousness&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/clearskystudio/tabloids.jpg" height="250" width="560"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/clearskystudio/ctree.jpg" height="300" width="250"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like the Christmas Tree ones.  I really enjoy doing these silly little things.  They waste a lot of my time, but it's relaxing and I am proud of my work most of the time.  I'm interested to see what &lt;a href="http://www.blards.com"&gt;blArds&lt;/a&gt; is going to turn into.  Could be lots of fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110040285669607844?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110040285669607844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110040285669607844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110040285669607844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110040285669607844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/more-atcs.html' title='More ATCs'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110036405262273000</id><published>2004-11-13T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T11:40:52.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ow.</title><content type='html'>Well, after 6+ months of increasingly tense concern and hope for the election, my needless worries have come to fruition...in the form of a stomach ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I noticed just a general weird feeling in my abdomen.  I started to feel achy in my arms and chest.  But then I noticed that I felt much better and didn't hurt anywhere after I ate lunch.  This morning when I woke up (after not having anything to eat since dinner last night) it felt like there was a dull knife in the pit of my stomach.  I know this is an ulcer because I had one before.  The only time when it doesn't hurt is when it's recently been fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's yet another lesson I had to learn the hard way.  Stress, worry, screaming at people with Kerry bumper stickers on their cars, and other self-destructive behavior is not good.  And it doesn't help matters, either.  President Bush was re-elected, and even if I had sat back and just let it go, he still would have been re-elected.  There would have been nothing I could have done, either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll learn.  One day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110036405262273000?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110036405262273000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110036405262273000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110036405262273000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110036405262273000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/ow.html' title='Ow.'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110031847918412041</id><published>2004-11-12T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T23:01:19.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland Artist Trading Cards</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share with you the artist trading cards I made this evening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/clearskystudio/wwatcs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic is a little blurry, so you can't see exactly how they look.  But what do you think?  I kinda like 'em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110031847918412041?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110031847918412041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110031847918412041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110031847918412041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110031847918412041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/winter-wonderland-artist-trading-cards.html' title='Winter Wonderland Artist Trading Cards'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110030519024792049</id><published>2004-11-12T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T19:25:42.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Product Review: Neutrogena Advanced Solutions Facial Peel</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0006BCX4E/sr=1-6/qid=1100303131/ref=sr_1_6/104-5215837-2479948?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;n=11055981&amp;s=beauty&amp;v=glance"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0006BCX4E.01-A147E5MKUZ9QGJ._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neutrogena Advanced Solutions Facial Peel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/clearskystudio/fivestars.bmp"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a little indulgent treat for myself, I bought this stuff the other night at Wal-Mart.  I used it once, and I can already tell a difference in the softness and clarity of my face.  It's quite amazing!  I would highly recommend this.  If you'd like to purchase some, you can buy it online at &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B0006BCX4E/sr=1-6/qid=1100303131/ref=sr_1_6/104-5215837-2479948?%5Fencoding=UTF8&amp;n=11055981&amp;s=beauty&amp;v=glance"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; for $31.99 or at your local Wal-Mart for $21.99.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110030519024792049?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110030519024792049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110030519024792049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110030519024792049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110030519024792049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/product-review-neutrogena-advanced.html' title='Product Review: Neutrogena Advanced Solutions Facial Peel'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110029153538698249</id><published>2004-11-12T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T15:33:58.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Friday Foto</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://us.news2.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/nm/20041109/mdf751973.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&amp;u=/041109/photos_pl/mdf751973&amp;e=29&amp;ncid="&gt;Napowellian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110029153538698249?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110029153538698249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110029153538698249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110029153538698249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110029153538698249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/funny-friday-foto.html' title='Funny Friday Foto'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110027344055104038</id><published>2004-11-12T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T10:30:40.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Feast</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Appetizer &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 3 cosmetics/toiletries that you use on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;Thermasilk hairspray, Loreal lipliner, and Cover Girl mascara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Soup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately how much exercise do you get per week, and what type of exercise is it (walking, running, swimming, etc.)?&lt;br /&gt;My good intentions are to get at least 15-30 minutes in of walking per day.  I've been meaning to start that for over 3 months, and it hasn't happened yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Salad &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a sentence including your favorite color and your favorite food.&lt;br /&gt;The huge plate of cheese fries looks nice on that red tablecloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main Course&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What famous person/celebrity do you think you look like?&lt;br /&gt;I've been told that I favor Scarlett O'Hara, Elizabeth Taylor, and Linda Blair.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dessert&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 2 simple things that never fail to make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;Friday afternoons and the American flag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110027344055104038?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110027344055104038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110027344055104038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110027344055104038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110027344055104038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/fridays-feast.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://fridaysfeast.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Friday&apos;s Feast&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110019788869729005</id><published>2004-11-11T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T13:31:28.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take THAT, you blue state elitists!</title><content type='html'>I went &lt;a href="http://www.iqtest.com/index.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and participated in their IQ Test.  Here's the scale:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intelligence Interval Cognitive Designation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 - 55 Mentally disabled (Less than 1% of test takers)&lt;br /&gt;55 - 70 Learning difficulty (2.3% of test takers)&lt;br /&gt;70 - 85 Below average&lt;br /&gt;85 - 115 Average (68% of test takers)&lt;br /&gt;115 - 130 Gifted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;130 - 145 Genius (2.3% of test takers)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145 - 160 Extraordinary genius (Less than 1% of test takers)&lt;br /&gt;160+ "Unmeasurable" genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored a &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;137&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.  See above for confirmation that I &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; a genius.  Further proof that red-state citizens are &lt;b&gt;not stupid&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110019788869729005?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110019788869729005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110019788869729005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110019788869729005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110019788869729005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/take-that-you-blue-state-elitists.html' title='Take THAT, you blue state elitists!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110018944115060595</id><published>2004-11-11T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T11:10:41.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm...cream cheese with crap on top</title><content type='html'>I'm just a little ticked off this morning.  We decided to have "snack day" here at work today to celebrate our manager's birthday.  (No matter what's going on around this place, we always commemorate the occasion with food - that's one of the many reasons I've gained 30 pounds since working here.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...  I spent the better part of 2 hours last night making some really yummy tortilla roll-ups, with chopped red pepper, green onions, cream cheese, garlic, and seasoned salt.  And then I get here this morning and everyone else has brought the crappiest stuff.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have:&lt;br /&gt;A small container of chocolate thingies from Wal-Mart.  &lt;br /&gt;3 (count em' - &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt;!) plates with a block of cream cheese plopped down with some kind of jelly or sauce poured on top.&lt;br /&gt;3 boxes of crackers.  (You can't have cream cheese with crap on top without some crackers, you know!)&lt;br /&gt;Some "cat poop" cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Some pigs-in-a-blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't mind going to the trouble to make my roll-ups.  It was my choice what to bring, and I could have signed up for chips or something.  I just don't understand why some people are so cheap and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless - Happy birthday, manager of mine!  Hope you like cream cheese!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110018944115060595?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110018944115060595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110018944115060595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110018944115060595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110018944115060595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/mmmcream-cheese-with-crap-on-top.html' title='Mmm...cream cheese with crap on top'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110018005970696503</id><published>2004-11-11T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T08:34:19.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What my birth month says about me...</title><content type='html'>I have marked in &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt; which ones are true, and crossed out the ones that are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;strike&gt;Hasty decisions in choosing partners.&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  That was pretty accurate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ebonylady/quizzes/What%20does%20your%20birth%20month%20say%20about%20you%3F/"&gt;Go here to get yours.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110018005970696503?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110018005970696503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110018005970696503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110018005970696503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110018005970696503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-my-birth-month-says-about-me.html' title='What my birth month says about me...'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110017929574716891</id><published>2004-11-11T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T08:21:35.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Threesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Onesome: World-- Okay, you've been here; you've been there. ...or maybe not. Is there someplace you think it would be cool to spend a holiday? Christmas in the Alps? St. Patrick's Day in Erie? Oh, sure, take the entire family if you'd like!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, this is a fun one.  I think it would be cool to spend Christmas in Australia since the weather there is smack-dab summertime in December.  Or, of course, St. Patrick's Day in Ireland would totally rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twosome: Weary-- Have you ever had to deal with jet lag? How have you handled it? ...and which direction is worse for you, going East or going West? Just curious...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the marching band in high school, and we were invited to perform in the 1995 New Year's Day Parade in London, England.  So the 10-hour trip over there in the middle of the night caused some definite jet lag.  My band director wouldn't let us go to sleep that whole first day so we would be pooped by that night and would sleep hard and that would get us on their schedule.  It worked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Threesome: Traveler-- When you've traveled, what conveyance has bothered you the most? That camel in Morocco? The train ride through the Rockies? Your brother-in-law's Dodge? What just set your nerves on edge?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same trip as above... I really did not enjoy barfing into a map on a tour bus.  I didn't care for their food in England, so I didn't eat much.  I took my medicine on an empty stomach that morning, and it was just &lt;b&gt;bad&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110017929574716891?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110017929574716891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110017929574716891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110017929574716891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110017929574716891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/thursday-threesome.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://othersideofglenroad.org/backporch/&quot;&gt;Thursday Threesome&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110010728407451703</id><published>2004-11-10T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T13:50:49.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work: Peaks &amp; Valleys</title><content type='html'>I once heard someone say that marriages have their "peaks and valleys" (a.k.a. good times and bad times).  I have since attributed that idea to my own marriage, as well as my job.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been employed with the same company for just over 4 years.  During that time I have had 1 promotion and a couple of decent raises, and I also earned my bachelor's degree in organizational management.  Now, before I go any further, I want to stress the fact that I'm not saying that I'm any better than anyone else on my team.  I just happen to be the only one with a college degree.  And recently, I have taken the initiative to improve myself and my career.  I spoke with my manager and we are working toward another promotion for me around the beginning of 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the promotion will give me a little bit more authority over my peers than I have right now.  Let's say the manager is level 1, the team leader is a level 2, and everyone else is a level 3.  Well, my promotion, if I get it (and I think I will) will put me somewhere between a 2 and a 3.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's team meeting, my manager mentioned that I will be beginning to work on some projects with her and the team leaders.  While most of the group seemed to logically accept this as a natural progression of someone who has been here (and worked hard!) for 4 years, there were definitely a few who didn't warm up to the idea.  In fact, once my manager had finished talking about it, one girl said that she would need to talk to her after the meeting.  Okay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really worried about the whole thing, I just wonder why some people are the way they are.  On top of the hour-long meeting that the above-mentioned girl had with our manager after the team meeting, I also heard some definite whispering going on.  Why can't they just accept me and the fact that I am trying to better myself.  And it's not like I'm going to make them bow down to me.  I'm going to be doing something that will certainly make their jobs quite a bit easier.  But they just can't look at it that way, I guess.  In all honesty, I believe that a few of them wouldn't be able to see through their green veil of jealousy no matter what I did for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that brings me back to the peaks and valleys thing.  I'm hoping that I'm wrong, but I feel like I'm about to dip down into another deep valley.  I just pray that when I get down there, I'll be able to find a rope or something to hold on to in order to climb back up the next peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;***UPDATE - 1:48pm***&lt;br /&gt;Whoa!  That was a fast slide!  We just found out that one of our team members has to go on maternity leave early.  That means our workforce will be cut by 20%.  Deep, dark valley, here I come!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110010728407451703?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110010728407451703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110010728407451703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110010728407451703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110010728407451703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/work-peaks-valleys.html' title='Work: Peaks &amp; Valleys'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110010212003486702</id><published>2004-11-10T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T10:55:20.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/802/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.rumandmonkey.com/tests/2/0/802/2554.jpg" title="You're Snoopy!" alt="You're Snoopy!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Snoopy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/802/"&gt;Take What Famous Dog are You? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/"&gt;Personality Test Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110010212003486702?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110010212003486702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110010212003486702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110010212003486702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110010212003486702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110005445846500407</id><published>2004-11-09T21:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T21:40:58.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My husband thinks he's funny</title><content type='html'>I learned the other day that an ex-boyfriend of mine had married a girl from Russia.  Not to be stereotypical or derogatory or anything, but I naturally assumed that he found her in one of those Russian bride catalogs or something like that.  I mentioned this to my husband...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; "My mom told me that one of my ex-boyfriends married a girl from Russia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hubby:&lt;/b&gt; "Oh, yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; "Yeah.  He was pretty crappy to me.  I guess he had to go buy a wife."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hubby:&lt;/b&gt; "You mean you left him with some money?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.  Ha.  Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110005445846500407?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110005445846500407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110005445846500407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110005445846500407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110005445846500407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-husband-thinks-hes-funny.html' title='My husband thinks he&apos;s funny'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110005035745366780</id><published>2004-11-09T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T20:38:33.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One for the Gipper</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://us.news1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20041109/s/r607852307.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&amp;u=/ap/20041109/ap_on_re_us/reagan_stamp_1"&gt;Postage Stamp Honoring Reagan Unveiled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those rare stamps that I will be purchasing just as a keepsake.  I think it's a very nice image that they chose.   Gosh, I miss him, and I'm sure Nancy does as well.  Even though he was kind of already gone.  I wonder what he thought of that grand funeral back in June.  He probably thought we had forgotten him.  Nope - not me - never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110005035745366780?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110005035745366780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110005035745366780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110005035745366780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110005035745366780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/one-for-gipper.html' title='One for the Gipper'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-110002382951090355</id><published>2004-11-09T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T13:10:29.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what's not necessary?</title><content type='html'>Reading the transcripts of the Scott Peterson trial &lt;b&gt;out loud&lt;/b&gt; to your fellow co-workers.  Word for word.  In a rather loud voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what's not necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-110002382951090355?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/110002382951090355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=110002382951090355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110002382951090355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/110002382951090355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/guess-whats-not-necessary.html' title='Guess what&apos;s &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; necessary?'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109997017651066310</id><published>2004-11-08T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T22:16:16.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight, y'all</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I didn't post tons of interesting blogs between 7:30 and now.  Sue me.  I did see lots of neat blogs, though.  I added a few to my blogroll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109997017651066310?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109997017651066310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109997017651066310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109997017651066310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109997017651066310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/goodnight-yall.html' title='Goodnight, y&apos;all'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109995943888168758</id><published>2004-11-08T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T19:17:18.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh...</title><content type='html'>I've found a new favorite spot in my house.  I figured after a crazy weekend with my dad being in the hospital and all, I would just kick back and relax tonight.  No laundry, no kitchen cleaning, no nothing.  So I made a little nest of sorts on the couch, stretched my laptop cord over, puffed up a pillow, turned on the TV, tuned into &lt;a href="http://www.radioblogclub.com/"&gt;RadioBlog&lt;/a&gt;, and started doing some &lt;a href="http://www.blogexplosion.com"&gt;BlogExplosion&lt;/a&gt; surfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't plan on moving until approximately 10:30pm.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.  This is my kind of Monday night.  Stay tuned for some comfort-inspired blog posts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109995943888168758?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109995943888168758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109995943888168758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109995943888168758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109995943888168758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/uh-oh.html' title='Uh oh...'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109995624778780295</id><published>2004-11-08T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T18:24:07.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Name 3 (or more, or less!) things...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. ...you cannot live without.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water, oxygen, and food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. ...you CAN live without, but cannot seem to part with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blanket, my husband, and my parents (okay, that's technically 4, but who's counting?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. ...you wish to accomplish this COMING week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose 5 pounds, start walking again, and finish several of my work audits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. ...you have accomplished this PAST week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gained even more respect for my dad, saw the right man win his 2nd term, and cleaned out my closet for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. ...on your holiday (or non-holiday) 'wish list.'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new sofa and/or loveseat, a puppy, and a professional massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. ...you would like to change about yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight (less), my temper (less), and my spirituality (much, much more).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. ...you like about yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes, my intelligence, and my tender heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. ...you should be doing right now instead of what you ARE doing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working, drinking water, and, uh, working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. ...in your life that could use a little more organization.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laundry pile, my craft room, and my medicine schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109995624778780295?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109995624778780295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109995624778780295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109995624778780295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109995624778780295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/monday-madness.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://mmadness.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;Monday Madness&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109994655090543321</id><published>2004-11-08T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T15:45:42.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You now have my permission to barf</title><content type='html'>Just when you think you've seen it all...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://biz.yahoo.com/bw/041108/85485_1.html"&gt;Jones Soda Co. Launches Five New Holiday Flavors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="darkorange"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Jones Soda Co. announces today its limited edition holiday pack of five new seasonal flavors which includes: Green Bean Casserole Soda, Mashed Potato &amp; Butter Soda, Fruitcake Soda, Cranberry Soda and Turkey &amp; Gravy Soda." &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruitcake Soda - maybe.  Cranberry Soda - perhaps.  But &lt;b&gt;Green Bean Casserole Soda&lt;/b&gt;?  &lt;b&gt;Mashed Potato and Butter Soda&lt;/b&gt;?  No, thanks.  Will somebody please pass me the &lt;a href="http://www.cocacola.com"&gt;Coca-Cola&lt;/a&gt;?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109994655090543321?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109994655090543321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109994655090543321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109994655090543321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109994655090543321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/you-now-have-my-permission-to-barf.html' title='You now have my permission to barf'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109993919054031099</id><published>2004-11-08T13:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T13:39:50.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Monday</title><content type='html'>Today is a &lt;b&gt;crazy&lt;/b&gt; Monday, but I wanted to take a quick minute to write a quick update on my Dad.  He is doing so great!  I'm very pleased and thankful for his progress.  He should be back to his old self in no time.  I went to see him at lunch, and he was acting up as usual.  Mom was there, and she was good, too.  I think the stress of it all was really getting to her last night.  But I think she got some rest and feels better now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to eat a little better today.  Since Dad's stroke, I've just been eating whatever I've wanted.  Food, unfortunately, is my comfort in times like these.  So far all I've had is a cup of coffee and a ham &amp; cheese crossaint.  I'll probably have a bowl of cereal for dinner.  And I need to drink some water, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been typically nuts for a Monday today, too.  Everyone wants everything &lt;b&gt;yesterday&lt;/b&gt;.  Luckily, most of the people I work with have been understanding about my Dad being in the hospital and me being absent last Thursday &amp; Friday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get back to it... more to come.  (I took a quick peek at &lt;a href="http://mmadness.blogspot.com"&gt;Monday Madness&lt;/a&gt;, and I am looking forward to playing around with that later.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109993919054031099?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109993919054031099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109993919054031099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109993919054031099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109993919054031099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/busy-monday.html' title='Busy Monday'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109988134780100254</id><published>2004-11-07T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T21:35:47.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings...whoa, whoa, whoa, feelings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/Ruri-chan/1056293396_Ahope.JPG" border="0" alt="You represent... hope."&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;You represent... hope.&lt;br /&gt;You're quite a daydreamer and can be a hopeless romantic.  You enjoy being creative and don't mind being alone at times.  You have goals, and know what you want in life... even if they are a little far fetched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Ruri-chan/quizzes/What%20feeling%20do%20you%20represent%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What feeling do you represent?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109988134780100254?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109988134780100254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109988134780100254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109988134780100254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109988134780100254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/feelingswhoa-whoa-whoa-feelings.html' title='Feelings...whoa, whoa, whoa, feelings...'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109986320128249361</id><published>2004-11-07T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T16:33:21.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BlogExplosion?</title><content type='html'>I joined &lt;a href="http://www.blogexplosion.com"&gt;BlogExplosion&lt;/a&gt; today.  Why?  Because it seems like everyone else has.  I figured why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent a good portion of this Sunday afternoon surfing blogs and earning credits.  I would like to find several good daily reads, but so far, most of the blogs I've seen are disappointing and/or downright scary.  But I'm holding out hope.  I know there are lots of good blogs out there.  I just have to dig down into the dirt of the blogosphere to find them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109986320128249361?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109986320128249361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109986320128249361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109986320128249361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109986320128249361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/blogexplosion.html' title='BlogExplosion?'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109984414275234101</id><published>2004-11-07T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T11:15:42.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Brunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Fruits and Vegetables&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The finest qualities of our nature, like the bloom on fruits, can be preserved only by the most delicate handling. Yet we do not treat ourselves nor one another thus tenderly." -Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) What is your favorite vegetable and your favorite fruit?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a tie for my favorite veggies - squash and okra.  To me, being able to eat those fresh vegetables are almost the only good thing about summer. Fruit-wise, I really like peaches and pears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) How many servings of fruits and vegetables do you eat a day?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere near enough!  Maybe 1 or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Did your parents force you to eat vegetables when you were younger?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really.  I kind of wish they had, but they just wanted me to be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) What vegetable can you absolutely just not get down, no matter what you are bribed with?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asparagus.  I mean, I can eat it, but it's really not pleasant to me - even smothered with cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) What is your favorite way to eat fruit?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside a cobbler or pie, of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109984414275234101?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109984414275234101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109984414275234101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109984414275234101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109984414275234101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/sunday-brunch.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sundaybrunch.org&quot;&gt;Sunday Brunch&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109984357804229449</id><published>2004-11-07T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T11:06:18.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconscious Mutterings</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Small Talk:&lt;/b&gt; useless chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Evidence:&lt;/b&gt; proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drifting:&lt;/b&gt; wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hostage:&lt;/b&gt; Iraq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beauty:&lt;/b&gt; queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Automatic:&lt;/b&gt; car shift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asking for it:&lt;/b&gt; trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Visene:&lt;/b&gt; red eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No string attached:&lt;/b&gt; free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frizz:&lt;/b&gt; my hair May-September&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109984357804229449?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109984357804229449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109984357804229449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109984357804229449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109984357804229449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/unconscious-mutterings.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://subliminal.lunanina.com&quot;&gt;Unconscious Mutterings&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109978572968679057</id><published>2004-11-06T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T19:02:09.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news</title><content type='html'>My mom got to talk to Dad's doctor this afternoon, and he thinks he is going to be just fine.  I am humbled and so thankful for this great news.  On top of his health being restored, this hospital visit as well as the follow-up doctor visits, will all be free since Dad was part of a clinical study.  And since my parents aren't exactly rolling in cash, this is yet another blessing straight from God.  And I thank Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's mouth is still a little droopy and he has trouble chewing and swallowing, but those symptoms should continue to improve over the next few weeks and months.  It is pitiful to see him like this for now, but at least we know that he will be back to normal (well, what is considered normal for Dad, anyway!) in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a "Daddy's girl" so this episode doesn't change things.  If anything, I'm even more of a Daddy's girl.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109978572968679057?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109978572968679057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109978572968679057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109978572968679057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109978572968679057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/good-news.html' title='Good news'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109970315816262487</id><published>2004-11-05T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T20:05:58.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is what happens...</title><content type='html'>...when you're busy making other plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father had a stroke yesterday.  Thankfully to the Lord, it is not too bad and he is expected to recover.  In fact, he has already shown amazing progress.  You really never think about how much you love someone until it becomes a possibility that you could lose them.  I've made a vow to myself to spend lots more quality time with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm gleefully delighted with the outcome of the 2004 US election.  For some odd reason, it's not very popular to be a 20-something conservative woman, but I &lt;b&gt;don't care&lt;/b&gt;.  We won.  And frankly, I'm enjoying seeing the left melt under the red hot heat of a clear victory.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, my life will eventually turn back to normal.  I was really looking forward to getting back to a routine this week after last week's vacation.  But God had other plans, and that's fine with me.  Perhaps next week will be a little more hectic at work and calm in my personal life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109970315816262487?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109970315816262487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109970315816262487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109970315816262487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109970315816262487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/life-is-what-happens.html' title='Life is what happens...'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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-8966009.post-109936656945913802</id><published>2004-11-01T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T19:53:50.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is on her way!</title><content type='html'>I just checked the radar at &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com"&gt;Weather.Com&lt;/a&gt;, and there is a line of rain and storms headed toward the East Coast.  That's winter!  Here in North Georgia, in late October or early November, we usually have a squall of thundershowers move fairly quickly through the area, and the next day reveals cooler, crisper air with that familiar winter bite.  I can't wait.  I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; winter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8966009-109936656945913802?l=georgia-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/109936656945913802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8966009&amp;postID=109936656945913802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109936656945913802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8966009/posts/default/109936656945913802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://georgia-girl.blogspot.com/2004/11/winter-is-on-her-way.html' title='Winter is on her way!'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08628304776986490669</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>
