<?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-6882825</id><updated>2011-08-09T02:40:28.394-04:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='Peace'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Technology'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='imagination'/><category term='Year in Review'/><title type='text'>Moments Caught</title><subtitle type='html'>Moments to Remember</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-8752943873860147357</id><published>2011-01-16T19:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T19:55:16.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am always amazed at what people think and say. If we put as much effort in productive ways instead of talking and worrying about different things we would all be richer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-8752943873860147357?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/8752943873860147357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=8752943873860147357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/8752943873860147357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/8752943873860147357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-always-amazed-at-what-people-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-9166673468572117736</id><published>2010-03-30T23:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:15:27.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever seem like what you are or what you do is not good enough? Ever have that wow moment when you realize that people just like to use and abuse you for their own means? I have had these moments for about two months now. I want to just scream and cry and get it all out but for some reason I stay quiet and just keep going. Maybe it will all get better, maybe I will change. Who knows what the future holds for me? I don't anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-9166673468572117736?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/9166673468572117736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=9166673468572117736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/9166673468572117736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/9166673468572117736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2010/03/ever-seem-like-what-you-are-or-what-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-4369342810249295151</id><published>2010-02-28T17:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T17:50:58.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a headache today. Seems that I have a headache everyday anymore. I once thought that life was a journey and that all things in time would work out and become clear. Sometimes I would watch as an observer and sometimes I would be a participate. I never thought of changing the world, I never had some great ambition. I have always wanted the simpler things in life, family, love, good health, enough security to live comfortably. I suppose as I have gotten older and saw things through the eyes of an adult I have came to realize what a selfish, hyprocitical, political, and unfair world that we all life. I just want to have a nice home, a decent car, and a family that is healthy and happy. I look around and I see this things in other peoples lives and I wonder what I ever did or what caused my life to be so hard and difficult. I have always tried to be honest and true to all those in my life. Maybe I need to change and be selfish and hard like all these other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-4369342810249295151?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/4369342810249295151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=4369342810249295151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/4369342810249295151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/4369342810249295151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-headache-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-1248419021334034434</id><published>2010-02-22T22:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:11:08.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am tired this evening. Seems that the world is closing in on me. I have felt bad for awhile now and I can not decide what I should do. It seems that each time that I figure out one part of my life a question arises in another part. I suppose that is life. I am happy for the most part and I realize that I am lucky in alot of ways in life. It has taken me sometime to realize all this but I am content. I just wish that I would feel better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-1248419021334034434?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1248419021334034434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1248419021334034434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-tired-this-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-2318520255424423255</id><published>2010-02-18T21:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:41:50.428-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have noticed something about people in general. It seems that people have no concept of a world without the internet. They look up phone numbers to local places, play games that are silly when in reality they could never complete those same tasks in reality. I may be getting older and more old fashioned or maybe I see the end of civilization as we know it coming, but people learn real life skills. Technology is important and it does make life easier but I also like the idea that I can grow a garden or read a book. Look beyond the easy and learn these tasks or the human race is doomed. That is my rant for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-2318520255424423255?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/2318520255424423255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=2318520255424423255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2318520255424423255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2318520255424423255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-noticed-something-about-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-14685128796402774</id><published>2009-10-13T21:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:56:49.147-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a time I suppose in everyone's life that we stop and breathe for a moment. I have taken the past year to breathe. To let old sorrows and disappointments go and to look foward to a life that is full and happy. I realize that age is only a number and that life is about the memories and choices that we make in that moment. I have always lived with no regrets and I still choose to. The world is a odd and cold place without family, friendship, and love we are standing against the wall. I hope that in the next year I reconnect and rejoin a world that I miss, a world of friendship, respect, and peace. Peace is so vital to me now. Peaceful rest, peaceful days, just plain simple peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-14685128796402774?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/14685128796402774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=14685128796402774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/14685128796402774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/14685128796402774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-time-i-suppose-in-everyones.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-5307330931520855308</id><published>2009-08-23T22:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:43:48.711-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These are some of the pictures I took on a recent trip to Nashville, Tenn. It was a nice, quick trip to relieve some of the stress of everyday. We went to the PBR Event, Country Music Hall of Fame, Nashville Zoo at Grassmere, and The Hermitage. I would love to go back and take more time to walk around and experience Nashville in more detail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAnAD-D6I/AAAAAAAAADk/RNYAHhy1LuY/s1600-h/Streets+of+Nashville+2009+(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAnAD-D6I/AAAAAAAAADk/RNYAHhy1LuY/s320/Streets+of+Nashville+2009+(15).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373357975437971362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAm0OiYTI/AAAAAAAAADc/TKAjk7dktRY/s1600-h/PBR+(105).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAm0OiYTI/AAAAAAAAADc/TKAjk7dktRY/s320/PBR+(105).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373357972261069106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAmWidhQI/AAAAAAAAADU/OW1vqFFx7JU/s1600-h/PBR+(222).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAmWidhQI/AAAAAAAAADU/OW1vqFFx7JU/s320/PBR+(222).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373357964291572994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAl4TDH-I/AAAAAAAAADM/82P8tUwCpuU/s1600-h/Nasville+Zoo+(156).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAl4TDH-I/AAAAAAAAADM/82P8tUwCpuU/s320/Nasville+Zoo+(156).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373357956173864930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAljOci3I/AAAAAAAAADE/ImSy3m1Jwno/s1600-h/Nasville+Zoo+(39).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAljOci3I/AAAAAAAAADE/ImSy3m1Jwno/s320/Nasville+Zoo+(39).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373357950517414770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-5307330931520855308?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/5307330931520855308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=5307330931520855308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5307330931520855308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5307330931520855308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SpIAnAD-D6I/AAAAAAAAADk/RNYAHhy1LuY/s72-c/Streets+of+Nashville+2009+(15).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-4937010558485728462</id><published>2009-08-02T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:39:42.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZN0dnlNjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aJ_6IDKSAos/s1600-h/Deron+Basketball+Banquet+2009+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZN0dnlNjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aJ_6IDKSAos/s320/Deron+Basketball+Banquet+2009+(4).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365561569757705778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZNz7ooYSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/qnfc9sJ1lFU/s1600-h/June+2009+(44).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZNz7ooYSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/qnfc9sJ1lFU/s320/June+2009+(44).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365561560635302178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZNzenRnSI/AAAAAAAAACs/aY4lSSjBN-M/s1600-h/June+2009+(29).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZNzenRnSI/AAAAAAAAACs/aY4lSSjBN-M/s320/June+2009+(29).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365561552844987682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZNzP58y5I/AAAAAAAAACk/pnHjd7SAy3s/s1600-h/100_1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZNzP58y5I/AAAAAAAAACk/pnHjd7SAy3s/s320/100_1344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365561548896783250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZNymVsikI/AAAAAAAAACc/nj2BpSlEBvg/s1600-h/100_1330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZNymVsikI/AAAAAAAAACc/nj2BpSlEBvg/s320/100_1330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365561537738869314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephews who are growing up so fast!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-4937010558485728462?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/4937010558485728462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=4937010558485728462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/4937010558485728462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/4937010558485728462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-nephews-who-are-growing-up-so-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SnZN0dnlNjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aJ_6IDKSAos/s72-c/Deron+Basketball+Banquet+2009+(4).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-2206134324563221698</id><published>2009-06-18T21:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:54:11.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SjrvuuXelTI/AAAAAAAAACU/q3VRvEdl0O0/s1600-h/Gatlinburg+5.17.2009+(36).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SjrvuuXelTI/AAAAAAAAACU/q3VRvEdl0O0/s320/Gatlinburg+5.17.2009+(36).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348851093455410482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SjrvueyrTSI/AAAAAAAAACM/Su31zb-bUQ0/s1600-h/100_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SjrvueyrTSI/AAAAAAAAACM/Su31zb-bUQ0/s320/100_0405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348851089274522914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SjrvuMIZ2XI/AAAAAAAAACE/hw0gLY7kRHI/s1600-h/Tennessee+5-2009+(31).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 85px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SjrvuMIZ2XI/AAAAAAAAACE/hw0gLY7kRHI/s320/Tennessee+5-2009+(31).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348851084265380210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SjrtUstNW-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/z7RUN6E2Eos/s1600-h/Tennessee+5-2009+(46).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SjrtUstNW-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/z7RUN6E2Eos/s320/Tennessee+5-2009+(46).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348848447309831138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is summer time again at the library. We are overwhelmed with children with is a good thing but I am so tired. I keep thinking that one day all the parts will come together and I will have a complete life and a happy one. Currently I have two family members who are ill and that is keeping me up at night and aggravated quite a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is hard and tiring. We need about three more people on certain days and we just do not have that number currently. The other day I was so tired I was amazed that I was still able to stand...lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did sneak in some time off and I enjoyed a vacation in Gatlinburg and Pigeon Forge Tennessee. It was nice and relaxing. I also went to a PBR event in Lexington and I really enjoyed the trip. I am ready for my next trip now:-) The need to leave is great it seems sometimes. I am searching always looking for a way to put it all together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is another day and it will hopefully shine!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-2206134324563221698?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/2206134324563221698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=2206134324563221698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2206134324563221698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2206134324563221698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-is-summer-time-again-at-library.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SjrvuuXelTI/AAAAAAAAACU/q3VRvEdl0O0/s72-c/Gatlinburg+5.17.2009+(36).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-4446506661707742766</id><published>2008-12-16T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T20:56:29.339-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year in Review'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Year in Review &lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before?&lt;br /&gt; I travelled to Cedar Point and rode big roller coasters…lol. I had never ridden them before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your New Years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, to be healthy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;United States of America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Love, Marriage, House, Money… any of those will be great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What dates from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory?&lt;br /&gt;Cincinnati Zoo; Washington DC; Cedar Point; King’s Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Realizing my own self-worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;Listening to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;Little Black Dress &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;…Tinkerbell…idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Politicians of all sorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, Food, Car, Trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;Washington DC Vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song/album will always remind you of 2008?&lt;br /&gt;…idk I listen to the radio…but I did like Stay be Sugarland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you: happier/sadder,thinner/heavier,richer/poorer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinner…poorer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you’d done more of?&lt;br /&gt;Saved money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you’d done less of?&lt;br /&gt;Spent money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How will you be spending Christmas?!&lt;br /&gt;Family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who did you spend the most time on the phone with?&lt;br /&gt;My sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Did you fall in love in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;At least a dozen times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How many one night stands in this last year?&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;LOST, NCIS, Mentalist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the best book(s) you read?&lt;br /&gt;Twilight Saga, Texan Series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;That I still like music…long story there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What did you want and not get?&lt;br /&gt;House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What were your favorite films of this year?&lt;br /&gt;Batman: Dark Knight; Spiderwick; Twilight is alright; Wall*e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;Birthday…ate cake…29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What's one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;my family and some close friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;dressy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;idk…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;the caucuses cause they were stupid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;That sometimes ppl can belittle you because they do not have the maturity to look beyond themselves to others. And that we all need to have a time out no matter what the age to regroup and unwind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year?&lt;br /&gt;We don’t you stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-4446506661707742766?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/4446506661707742766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=4446506661707742766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/4446506661707742766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/4446506661707742766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-in-review-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-1734083168835489911</id><published>2008-12-07T18:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:32:29.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired this evening... got a headache. I seem to get them more and more often lately. To remember the times we I was younger and all the plans and expectations that I had to find that now I am sorely lacking in the achievement of those ambitions. Another year is coming guess I will try to think about life then again... see what I want...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-1734083168835489911?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/1734083168835489911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=1734083168835489911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1734083168835489911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1734083168835489911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2008/12/tired-this-evening.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-5874996957411195310</id><published>2008-11-15T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:05:58.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw a rainbow today… not the ordinary kind… but the extraordinary one that showed the way to a new world. A world that would be joyful and happy and so colorful and clear that we would be able to see all that is in the world. I saw that rainbow and I took a journey through the shades of red to find that passion that is missing in my life. I took a journey through the blue to the other end of all the tears that I have shed in the past. I walked slowly through the shades of green to remember that all things grow and change and to see how I had changed and why. Yellow, I floated through the sunbeams and glanced through the happy, true laughs and joys that I had experienced. The haze of purple that moment between dawn and day and dusk and night when the world has the otherworldly views I searched through to see what I was missing in the shadows and found what it was that I was missing. Orange reminded me to endure to take what life throws at me and to endure the bad and enjoy the good. That rainbow was a perfect circle…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-5874996957411195310?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/5874996957411195310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=5874996957411195310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5874996957411195310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5874996957411195310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-saw-rainbow-today-not-ordinary-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-5587961368816206467</id><published>2008-09-19T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T22:14:57.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life... what a journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-5587961368816206467?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/5587961368816206467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=5587961368816206467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5587961368816206467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5587961368816206467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2008/09/life.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-3136651274733395034</id><published>2008-09-07T21:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:09:32.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life continues on... I went on vacation to Washington DC and reconnected with a good friend there. I had a nice relaxing time. I enjoyed the break from my life and I loved the city more this time that I did the last visit that I made in 2004. Next trip I plan is going to be West somewhere out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been to Cedar Point, King's Island, and Cincinnati Zoo this summer. Alot of traveling and some places more memorable than others but that is the way of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-3136651274733395034?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/3136651274733395034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=3136651274733395034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/3136651274733395034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/3136651274733395034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-continues-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-7933521678227634302</id><published>2008-06-08T22:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:07:19.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Burning bridges is something that has been fairly common in my life. There are three main reasons for the buring...lies, cheating, and being a hyprcrite. I am now in a situation where I know that someone that is close to me has lied repeatedly to me. Normally I would just stop talking and burn that bridge. It is so hard sometimes to figure out what the right course truly is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-7933521678227634302?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/7933521678227634302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=7933521678227634302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/7933521678227634302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/7933521678227634302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2008/06/burning-bridges-is-something-that-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-1394434012432851189</id><published>2008-05-27T23:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:05:21.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trust. Such an easy word to say. Such a hard thing to build. I have found myself missing trust in my world recently. I use to have really good, trustworthy friends and now I have myself and two or three people that I trust. Trust...what a concept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-1394434012432851189?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/1394434012432851189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=1394434012432851189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1394434012432851189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1394434012432851189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2008/05/trust.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-6631247151953577887</id><published>2008-05-23T22:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T22:13:50.025-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is a series of changes, this seems to be my theme for alot of thoughts and ideas recently. Every time I get comfortable or think to myself hey this is great something or someone says wait a second there and I find myself re-examining my life and the past. The past has been creeping up on me for awhile now and I hate having unresolved issues, I like to talk it out when something bothers me. Recently though I have found that the more that I talk the less that I understand. I miss people from my past and I wish that I could just talk to them like I did in the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I have been living in a fog that has cleared a little bit but I am waiting for it to reappear at any time. I just wish that life would be simple and that there was a pattern that we could all follow. I find that I want simple things in life, friends, a home, love.... but I am waiting for these things. Friendships that I have are shaped now by time and distance in so many respects that it is hard to find the time to really talk to my close friends. The ones that tell me the truth regardless of what I actually think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ready for a change something that is different, new, and exciting. I may have started on that path I just wish I could see the stops that are coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-6631247151953577887?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/6631247151953577887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=6631247151953577887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/6631247151953577887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/6631247151953577887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-series-of-changes-this-seems-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-63216474935444867</id><published>2008-02-28T22:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:33:21.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moments...it seems that my life has been a rollercoaster of emtions throughout the past year or so. Everytime that I believe that I have overcame some obstacle another seems to appear on the horizon. There is nothing medically wrong with mom and me or anyone else in my family, this all about me and where I am in life. I have decided that all parts of my life can not be normal at the same time. One part of my life goes well and the other be it personal is horrible. Then vice versa nothing is every all around good. I guess that is the way of things for now... it will all look better tomorrow I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-63216474935444867?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/63216474935444867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=63216474935444867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/63216474935444867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/63216474935444867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2008/02/moments.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-2202321408982825271</id><published>2008-01-05T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:19:44.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are many experiences in life. We experience childhood, the teenage years, the college years, work, retirement, life and death. Throughout these experience we grow and change, sometimes we become introverted other times extroverted, but in the overall scheme of life we are ourselves. Through the good times and the bad I have always been able to hold onto a small part of myself, a part that I have shielded from others. I know that I am sometimes emotional and sometimes very random but I have always valued honesty and faith in my life. This past year I have had many low points and a few high points along the path. Low points are having the people that I trusted and respected turn on me for monetary gain. The continued health problems of my mother and others near to me, some have won the battle of regaining their health others have not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this New Year has begun I hope and pray that things improve. I know that friends of mine are facing health issues with family members and I pray everyday for you and yours. I hope that we all get good news and healthy reports. I wish all a Happy New Year and healthy and prosperous year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-2202321408982825271?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/2202321408982825271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=2202321408982825271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2202321408982825271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2202321408982825271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2008/01/there-are-many-experiences-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-5142017213195806819</id><published>2007-12-15T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T21:47:15.080-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friends and friendships are complex relationships that require understanding, patience, forgiviness, and sometimes turning the blind eye. I have had many friends throughout my life, from my best-friend in kindergarten to my current friends. Some of my friends have only been in my life fir a short period of time and I cherished that time and learned as much as possible from that person as I could. Some of my friends have been there through-out it all from the high points to the low points and they are still within reach if I need them and vice versa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that some people are meant to always be in your life and others are there for a short time to teach or direct your life in a certain way. Sometimes people appear for no other reason than to remind you of some past dream or direct you to a different future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I value each person that I know and they provide different prespectives and opinions in my life. Friends are invaluable and need to be treasured, but in the same breath, some friendships are meant to end at certain times and we must trust in ourselves to realize this and to not hurt each other in the separation process. Listen to your own heart and it will guide you in what you need to know and how you should handle difficult situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends I cherish you and wish you well in this season and the next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-5142017213195806819?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/5142017213195806819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=5142017213195806819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5142017213195806819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5142017213195806819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/12/friends-and-friendships-are-complex.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-6106959814555999911</id><published>2007-11-17T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:45:34.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>October was busy for me...we had a haunted house at the library and I believe that it was successful. November has been the illness month as everyone has been sick so worse than others. Now we are decorating for Christmas cause we have a community Christmas event on December 1 so we have to be ready for Santa and everything else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been so busy with work that I have not had time to think too much which is probably a good thing. Sometimes the more time we have the more possibilities we entertain both good and bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-6106959814555999911?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/6106959814555999911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=6106959814555999911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/6106959814555999911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/6106959814555999911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/11/october-was-busy-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-2026657607550684251</id><published>2007-10-21T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:41:50.917-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Emerald Green&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/emerald-green.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep and mysterious, it often seems like no one truly gets you.&lt;br /&gt;Inside, you are very emotional and moody - though you don't let it show.&lt;br /&gt;People usually have a strong reaction to you... profound love or deep hate.&lt;br /&gt;But you can even get those who hate you to come around. There's something naturally harmonious about you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/whatcolorgreenareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Green Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-2026657607550684251?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/2026657607550684251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=2026657607550684251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2026657607550684251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2026657607550684251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-are-emerald-green-deep-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-3710256414588991101</id><published>2007-09-07T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T21:36:29.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>uh huh...i need to get out more and find myself some things to do. i need to figure out if i truly want to stay on the current path i am on or not. it is such a hard decision. wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-3710256414588991101?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/3710256414588991101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=3710256414588991101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/3710256414588991101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/3710256414588991101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/09/uh-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-1599383643971199829</id><published>2007-08-25T19:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T19:02:37.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am little happier today, seems that with the temperatures going down things are getting better or seem to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-1599383643971199829?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/1599383643971199829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=1599383643971199829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1599383643971199829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1599383643971199829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-little-happier-today-seems-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-756650220202221780</id><published>2007-08-21T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:44:08.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so tired and worried about my life that it is sad. I allowed myself to get too involved yet again in some things that were going on and now I am in that lovely depressed mood. Oh well that is the way of it tonight I suppose. I really wish that things would improve in my life and that I could be happy. I suppose that it will happen one day but I hate waiting for that day to come. I will try to be positive that is the best thing that I can do at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-756650220202221780?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/756650220202221780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=756650220202221780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/756650220202221780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/756650220202221780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-so-tired-and-worried-about-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-7938393297514358336</id><published>2007-08-11T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T21:46:07.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com/test10_1.php"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Which Harry Potter Character Are You?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test10/Harry.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You are part Harry. You're a loyal and courageous friend. You'd do anything to protect the people you love, especially if it'll get you a break from class for a little while.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.brainfall.com/images/test10/Hermione.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You are part Hermione. You're a bookworm always in search of answers. When pressed, however, you can always be counted on to put away the books and help your friends.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="right"&gt;Find Your Character @ &lt;a href="http://www.brainfall.com"&gt;BrainFall.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-7938393297514358336?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/7938393297514358336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=7938393297514358336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/7938393297514358336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/7938393297514358336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/08/which-harry-potter-character-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-2436123290894097503</id><published>2007-08-04T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T11:51:17.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/RrVJL7ateCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0dWnEITeVPI/s1600-h/cave+run+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/RrVJL7ateCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0dWnEITeVPI/s320/cave+run+2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095059022716696610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/RrVJMLateDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4aByiAz5w_I/s1600-h/natural+bridge+june+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/RrVJMLateDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/4aByiAz5w_I/s320/natural+bridge+june+2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095059027011663922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-2436123290894097503?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/2436123290894097503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=2436123290894097503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2436123290894097503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2436123290894097503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/RrVJL7ateCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0dWnEITeVPI/s72-c/cave+run+2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-1469012168981366095</id><published>2007-08-04T23:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T23:48:55.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where to begin...my planned vacation to Montana is cancelled at the last minute due to the others that were going with me. I kinda figured that would happen but it still makes me sad that I was not able to go. Instead of a vacation I am working and that is so much fun right now. I need to find somewhere to go and someone to go with me. I will eventually make it to the Western United States. Or maybe I will just go to Europe the next time I plan a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and watched Bourne Ultimatum and it was so good. I really enjoyed the movie I loved the others as well. You do have to watch the first two in order to understand the third. I went with some co-workers and a couple of them did not enjoy the movie at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the health issues that Mom has had this year and last I was praying that we were through them all but she has been feeling bad again, so keep her in your thoughts and prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-1469012168981366095?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/1469012168981366095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=1469012168981366095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1469012168981366095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1469012168981366095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-to-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-803930231893305248</id><published>2007-07-14T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:48:02.774-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went bowling with some co-workers and I learned or relearned a couple of things about myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am very impatient.&lt;br /&gt;2. People have the ability to take advantage of situations.&lt;br /&gt;3. I allow myself to become too involved in other people's issues.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am getting older and it scares me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I really need to find someone...&lt;br /&gt;6. I am way to mature for somethings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling was decent...I need to go more often and have fun that is something that has been missing from my life for a little too long. I like having plans and things to do rather than sit at home or at work and watch life go slowly by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking foward to going to Montana in about three weeks, at least I will be able to see some new things and have some new experiences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-803930231893305248?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/803930231893305248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=803930231893305248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/803930231893305248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/803930231893305248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-i-went-bowling-with-some-co.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-3221009016423077729</id><published>2007-06-24T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:17:06.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five crazy library girls decided that it was a good idea to rent a boat and stay all day on Cave Run Lake. Well we all have a wonderful red complexion now from sunburn. All week at work it was don't touch me!!!! I am burned. Fast foward to this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same girls plus two children and two boys decide to go the Natural Bridge and cook -out. We play ball, eat hot dogs, and have a good time. Then storm clouds roll by and we all decide that the storm will pass. Other clap of thunder and a sudden downpour that includes pea size hail...a mad dash for the shelter area and a lovely drenched crowd emerges. So lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had a great time and will probably go again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-3221009016423077729?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/3221009016423077729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=3221009016423077729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/3221009016423077729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/3221009016423077729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-weekend-five-crazy-library-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-6175562550041807563</id><published>2007-06-14T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:56:11.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer is at the library and my life is crazy. We have a program four days a week and average about twenty kids a program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting ready to take a trip this weekend to Cave Run Lake with the girls from work, to destress and relax in the lovely waters of Cave Run. A couple of weeks ago we went to Lockegee and it was fun although the girls were scared to climb to the top.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-6175562550041807563?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/6175562550041807563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=6175562550041807563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/6175562550041807563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/6175562550041807563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-is-at-library-and-my-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-2548319909815744169</id><published>2007-05-26T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T20:23:54.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summer at the library is about to begin and I believe that we are going to be very busy this year. We have decided to forgo summer art and instead we are going summer science. (Science experments) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still planning my vacation out west. I believe that we will have a great time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I at the library have decided to go to different state parks this summer and kinda get away. We are going to Cave Run and renting a potoon boat in June, and in July we are to Red River Gorge and driving around and cooking out. Should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-2548319909815744169?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/2548319909815744169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=2548319909815744169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2548319909815744169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/2548319909815744169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/05/summer-at-library-is-about-to-begin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-1086371547937661260</id><published>2007-05-05T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T21:37:52.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess that I will update everyone on what has been going on in my little world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is getting better she has two more PT sessions on her arm and then she will be finished. So keep her in your prayers as she attempts to feel better and move around easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friends and a valuable patron of the library was in a fatal accident and was laid to rest on Sunday. She had a seven-year old daughter who she was very attentive and is having a difficult time. Please pray for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is beginning to drive me insane as the summer is approaching. We are changing everything from the previous years so everything is new and different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 28th birthday is on Tuesday and I feel that I am just treading water and that I have not accomplished anything in the past five years, since college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning a road trip/vacation to Montana (Yellowstone) for the first of August with a couple of my co-workers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-1086371547937661260?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/1086371547937661260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=1086371547937661260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1086371547937661260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/1086371547937661260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-guess-that-i-will-update-everyone-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-3506820917291067669</id><published>2007-04-09T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:19:52.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am currently planning to move, take a vacation, and possibly moving on in other areas of my life. I am planning a vacation to West Yellowstone, Montana in August with a couple of my co-workers. I think that the experience will be excellent and that I will finally get to go out west. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning on staying at The Three Bear Lodge and taking a couple of the van tours into Yellowstone Country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.threebearlodge.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-3506820917291067669?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/3506820917291067669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=3506820917291067669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/3506820917291067669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brain Lateralization Test Results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Brain&lt;/b&gt; (42%) The right hemisphere is the visual, figurative, artistic, and intuitive side of the brain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Left Brain&lt;/b&gt; (64%) The left hemisphere is the logical, articulate, assertive, and practical side of the brain&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/brain.html"&gt;Are You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-1727111382606319223?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-45241816350877179</id><published>2007-02-13T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T22:23:18.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats to Harold and Whitney on the birth of their baby girl Maria Elizabeth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-45241816350877179?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/45241816350877179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=45241816350877179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-5436836265670740993?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/5436836265670740993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=5436836265670740993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5436836265670740993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5436836265670740993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-american-accent-do-you-have-your_02.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-5500900076798500766</id><published>2007-01-02T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T14:38:10.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;The South&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 46%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;That's a Southern accent you've got there.  You may love it, you may hate it, you may swear you don't have it, but whatever the case, we can hear it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Northeast&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 42%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The West&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 41%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Midland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 40%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Inland North&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 37%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 33%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Boston&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 31%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;North Central&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 29%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;What'&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;Quiz'&gt;http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz&lt;/a&gt; Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-5500900076798500766?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/5500900076798500766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=5500900076798500766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5500900076798500766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/5500900076798500766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-american-accent-do-you-have-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-116719139610386283</id><published>2006-12-26T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:49:56.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chirstmas was pretty good this year. Everyone came to my house and opened presents. My nephews were happy with all the loot they recieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had a pretty bad fall on 12/9 and was in the hospital for a week. She had a mild stroke. She lost some mobility and had to go the local nursing home for physical therapy. She is home now with a walker and is recovering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-116719139610386283?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/116719139610386283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=116719139610386283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/116719139610386283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/116719139610386283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2006/12/chirstmas-was-pretty-good-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-116442133808993967</id><published>2006-11-24T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:22:18.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Mom had her surgery and is doing pretty good. Took twice as long as it should have though. We came home last Saturday, but had to go back on Tuesday. I was very tired after waiting and worrying about Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is Downtown Christmas in Jackson and we are currently working on decorating the library into Santa's workshop. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-116442133808993967?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/116442133808993967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=116442133808993967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/116442133808993967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/116442133808993967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2006/11/well-mom-had-her-surgery-and-is-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-116304610561944164</id><published>2006-11-08T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T23:21:45.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so tired this evening, I need to take a vacation, but that will have to wait until after Mom has her surgery. She goes next week and I pray that all will work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eight-year old nephew is now over five feet tall. I am sure that he will be taller than me by Christmas. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that the government has changed hands, it is never good when one sector is in power for long periods of time. Change is necessary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-116304610561944164?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/116304610561944164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=116304610561944164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/116304610561944164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/116304610561944164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-feel-so-tired-this-evening-i-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-116191064605943753</id><published>2006-10-26T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T20:57:26.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We finally hired some more people at work and life is beginning to be less stressful. However, my mother has to have surgery on Nov 17 to remove some thyroid glands. She will have to stay in the hospital a night or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-116191064605943753?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/116191064605943753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=116191064605943753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/116191064605943753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/116191064605943753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2006/10/we-finally-hired-some-more-people-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-115115950610510269</id><published>2006-06-24T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T10:31:46.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found a song the other day that is the perfect anthem for me!! It is called Single by Natasha Bettingfield. What a great song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to Harold and Whitney, baby on the way. That will be so fun to have a little one:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-115115950610510269?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/115115950610510269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=115115950610510269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/115115950610510269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/115115950610510269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-found-song-other-day-that-is-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-114399887116067123</id><published>2006-04-02T13:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T13:27:51.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well for all of those out there that have been wondering if I dropped off the face of the earth I haven't. I have been crazy busy with work and a grad class. One of my co-workers has cancer and of course has taken off so that leaves me to fill in some of the time that they would have normally been working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a rollercoater of emotions and stress since January and I am afraid that it will only ger worse as summer will arrive very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing great. Hope to see you all sooner rather than later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-114399887116067123?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/114399887116067123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=114399887116067123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/114399887116067123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/114399887116067123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2006/04/well-for-all-of-those-out-there-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-113539832228770742</id><published>2005-12-23T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T23:25:22.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well it has been a long time since I blogged. This past year has been insane. I have worked and worked and then I have worked some more. I do enjoy my work most of the time so that is a positive. One of my best friends was married in September and I am happy for him and his new wife. My other best friend decided to go back to grad school and attempt to find a more paved path than the dirt path that he was currently riding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more settled into my life not feeling that I need to find something that is missing anymore. I believe that life will happen as it does and I can not rush. My three nephews are a joy and I am enjoying watching them grow. They are seven, two, and one. Though they all have birthdays in the March and April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that everyone is having fun this holiday season. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-113539832228770742?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/113539832228770742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=113539832228770742' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/113539832228770742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/113539832228770742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2005/12/well-it-has-been-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-110996848937920299</id><published>2005-03-04T15:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T15:34:49.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been awhile since I has anything to say. Life I guess was busy, seems that every little thing has to be done at that exact moment.&lt;br /&gt;Took a trip to Lexington and stayed with one of my friends, seems that the time I have for friendships is getting less and less. I should be better at keeping in touch, we do live in the digital age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-110996848937920299?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/110996848937920299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=110996848937920299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/110996848937920299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/110996848937920299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2005/03/been-awhile-since-i-has-anything-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-110624081496526200</id><published>2005-01-20T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T12:06:54.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am in a good mood today for whatever reason. It maybe that it finally snowed here and I love snow. I started a grad class over the internet and that will be interesting. Seems as if the next chapter is beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have turned into a major fan of ABC's Lost, it is a show that has all the elements of good entertaining television. For all that know me, Amazing Race is still tops as my favorite reality show. So of those people are just stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-110624081496526200?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/110624081496526200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=110624081496526200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/110624081496526200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/110624081496526200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-am-in-good-mood-today-for-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-110427794843383826</id><published>2004-12-28T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T18:52:28.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Christmas came and went again this year. It is really nice to watch my nephew's open presents, but to me Christmas has lost the luster. It seems that everyone is going five different directions and we barely have time to say hi much less anything else. I guess that is a part of getting older we begin to get busy and we forget and have less time for the good old days :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all though Christmas was good. We ate alot and watched some T.V. and generally vegged out. Then back to the salt mines, work...work...work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a a good, healthy and happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-110427794843383826?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/110427794843383826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=110427794843383826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/110427794843383826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/110427794843383826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/12/well-christmas-came-and-went-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-109865017274847441</id><published>2004-10-24T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T16:36:12.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally took a week off from work and I left the state. I went to Virginia and visited some family and then unto DC to tool around the national capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had long late night talks with my cousin, who has many issues, I miss the late night conversations that I used to have all the time with friends discussing everything. I learned that I was missing me friends and in some ways being left behind, as I am the only one that is not in a "serious relationship". I would love to find someone that I could talk with and enjoy my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my vacation was good and I learned alot of new family details that I may have not known otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-109865017274847441?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/109865017274847441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=109865017274847441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/109865017274847441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/109865017274847441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/10/finally-took-week-off-from-work-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-109691808754515224</id><published>2004-10-04T16:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T15:28:07.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately I have been having philosophical moments. Moments that I am inspired or depressed.  Often at this time of year, the fall, I begin to remember more and to look at the past rather than focusing on the present. This is not always a good thing to do as the holiday season comes upon us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have thought about friendships, both past and present, and how these friendships evolve and change as we each get older. How bringing in different ideas and beliefs and people change the way we view ourselves and each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend recently told me that a companion was going to die. That made me step back and think of the past and how I have burned bridges, torched bridges, and what those long forgotten long lost former friends are doing now. So I did what any young person would do, an internet search. I found a few and a few are still lost. That is the way life is suppose to be isn't it. You grow and change and the people around you grow and change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No longer do we have the simple life where there are only a few gray areas and the rest is black and white. Now we live in full blown color, a world that is changing and growing and taking us for the ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I enjoy the ride and hope to enjoy life to the fullest possible breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-109691808754515224?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/109691808754515224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=109691808754515224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/109691808754515224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/109691808754515224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/10/lately-i-have-been-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-108726510096845107</id><published>2004-06-14T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T22:05:00.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not much going on here. Seems that things are going at pretty steady pace. Trying to decide where I am going to go on vacation. I do need to get away for awhile for some nice peace and quiet. I think that a mountain resort is the place that I will go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I post I hope to have some flood pic's from the Memorial Day Flood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-108726510096845107?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/108726510096845107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=108726510096845107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108726510096845107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108726510096845107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/06/not-much-going-on-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-108699316431847568</id><published>2004-06-11T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T18:32:44.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another day and another rain storm here. Seems that it rains all the time anymore and it rains hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt well the past couple of days might be work and stress, I hope that everything comes to an ease soon. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-108699316431847568?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/108699316431847568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=108699316431847568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108699316431847568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108699316431847568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/06/another-day-and-another-rain-storm.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-108588075178894733</id><published>2004-05-29T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T21:32:31.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has been pretty busy as summer programs begin at work and I always go a little insane during this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a new website that is very interesting: www.opensecrets.org which shows the amount of money that is involved politics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am watching Colonial House on PBS, really nice for a bit of reality television that actually teaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new vehicle is doing good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-108588075178894733?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/108588075178894733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=108588075178894733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108588075178894733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108588075178894733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/05/life-has-been-pretty-busy-as-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-108501464545071700</id><published>2004-05-19T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T20:58:17.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://users.adelphia.net/~miniharryc1978/images/misc/susans_truck.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new Ford Escape. Thanks for the pic Harold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-108501464545071700?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/108501464545071700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=108501464545071700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108501464545071700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108501464545071700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-new-ford-escape.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-108474504179849444</id><published>2004-05-16T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T18:04:01.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally bought a new Ford Escape 2005, it is completely loaded and it drives good as well. I am happy that I know have the vehicle that I want. The world of car salesmen was interesting and entertaining, which is typically I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-108474504179849444?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/108474504179849444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=108474504179849444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108474504179849444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108474504179849444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-finally-bought-new-ford-escape-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-108440497452223762</id><published>2004-05-12T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T19:36:14.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am now 25 years old. Never thought that I would make it to that birthday. I had a decent b-day, I stayed home all day. One of my nephews, he is 14 months old, woke me that morning so it was pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going the same, work is crazy as it is each and every summer...preparing for and implementing programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-108440497452223762?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/108440497452223762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=108440497452223762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108440497452223762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108440497452223762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-i-am-now-25-years-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-108396246823337152</id><published>2004-05-07T16:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T16:45:36.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am back from a conference in Lexington...some parts were interesing but for the most part it was boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to have a break from the normal though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the trenches. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-108396246823337152?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/108396246823337152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=108396246823337152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108396246823337152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108396246823337152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-i-am-back-from-conference-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6882825.post-108353729915335287</id><published>2004-05-02T18:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T18:41:24.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here I am. I finally joined the rest of my friends in this venture. Hope you enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty calm, I am going to buy a new car that is the most exciting thing that is going on right now. Hope to buy a Ford Escape soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6882825-108353729915335287?l=susangail.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/feeds/108353729915335287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6882825&amp;postID=108353729915335287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108353729915335287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6882825/posts/default/108353729915335287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susangail.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14266500429112482921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_grGnpQyZ4Bw/SR9xIEduLOI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qwF3IE9Vib0/S220/IMG_1157.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
