<?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-7004884819142893524</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:56:31.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Aloha?</title><subtitle type='html'>Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while you might miss it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-8209398902738368972</id><published>2008-03-01T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T12:17:18.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Ma Collie</title><content type='html'>Hey you! thanks for keeping up with me, sorri i haven't been able to do much updating. all i have time for most of the time is posting pics on facebook. Here are some for you tho... i love you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8m2IoxVeDI/AAAAAAAAADM/XA96ii4j9Bg/s1600-h/P1010383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8m2IoxVeDI/AAAAAAAAADM/XA96ii4j9Bg/s400/P1010383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172865906511280178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cleaned windows the other day... and got to wear JEANS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8m2JYxVeEI/AAAAAAAAADU/i2hb8yDChzA/s1600-h/P1010388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8m2JYxVeEI/AAAAAAAAADU/i2hb8yDChzA/s400/P1010388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172865919396182082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz me and Bella having some fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8m2KIxVeFI/AAAAAAAAADc/T8XFwT56Img/s1600-h/P1000454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8m2KIxVeFI/AAAAAAAAADc/T8XFwT56Img/s400/P1000454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172865932281083986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily and me sneeked into the cosmotology room and had a field day with all the heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8m2LIxVeGI/AAAAAAAAADk/c9JJ48Or7T8/s1600-h/P1010116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8m2LIxVeGI/AAAAAAAAADk/c9JJ48Or7T8/s400/P1010116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172865949460953186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Fhally at the zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8mzcoxVd-I/AAAAAAAAACk/ivM_2m9UgV0/s1600-h/P1000173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8mzcoxVd-I/AAAAAAAAACk/ivM_2m9UgV0/s400/P1000173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172862951573780450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one i took of Noelle while home on my Christmas break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8mzdoxVd_I/AAAAAAAAACs/EjGVJoSts0k/s1600-h/Group5_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8mzdoxVd_I/AAAAAAAAACs/EjGVJoSts0k/s400/Group5_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172862968753649650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQUIP 22 Left to Right and Top to Bottom: &lt;br /&gt;Kendra, Emily, Alison, Me Hannah, Jessica&lt;br /&gt;Faith, Autumn, Mary, Sara, Rachael, Bella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8mzeIxVeAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9BLRwfLLfFE/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8mzeIxVeAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9BLRwfLLfFE/s400/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172862977343584258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My LIT team, Me, Fhallon (the LIT) and Mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8mzeoxVeBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qfZcy_ERYPQ/s1600-h/P1010123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8mzeoxVeBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/qfZcy_ERYPQ/s400/P1010123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172862985933518866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team went to the zoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8mzeoxVeCI/AAAAAAAAADE/4xEWaFrturY/s1600-h/n599920509_2404681_6983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8mzeoxVeCI/AAAAAAAAADE/4xEWaFrturY/s400/n599920509_2404681_6983.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172862985933518882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara, Emily, Heather, Faith and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, thats not even scratching the surface of the adventures we have here. Oh! I am going to be coming home here pretty soon... like early april... for good. so ... yeah. i'll be albe to talk to you soon!&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me, i'm gonna be goin in to character suite pretty soon with a new LIT so, just that God would be at work in my life, and her life and Mary and Bella too (i'll be in with them) &lt;br /&gt;Love you beautiful, and pray for you whenever i think of you. :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-8209398902738368972?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8209398902738368972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=8209398902738368972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/8209398902738368972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/8209398902738368972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-ma-collie.html' title='To Ma Collie'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/R8m2IoxVeDI/AAAAAAAAADM/XA96ii4j9Bg/s72-c/P1010383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-4378076259753979722</id><published>2008-01-19T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T14:58:06.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Collie</title><content type='html'>It well may be&lt;br /&gt;That we will never meet again&lt;br /&gt;In this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;So let me say before we part&lt;br /&gt;So much of me&lt;br /&gt;Is made of what I learned from you&lt;br /&gt;You'll be with me&lt;br /&gt;Like a handprint on my heart&lt;br /&gt;And now whatever way our stories end&lt;br /&gt;I know you have re-written mine&lt;br /&gt;By being my friend:&lt;br /&gt;Like a ship blown from its mooring&lt;br /&gt;By a wind off the sea&lt;br /&gt;Like a seed dropped by a skybird&lt;br /&gt;In a distant wood&lt;br /&gt;Who can say if I've been changed for the better?&lt;br /&gt;But because I knew you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elphaba&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-4378076259753979722?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4378076259753979722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=4378076259753979722' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/4378076259753979722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/4378076259753979722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-collie.html' title='To Collie'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-8689687542001266082</id><published>2008-01-10T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T17:47:34.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last few days</title><content type='html'>Okay. So i was sick. Like really sick. Like go to the doctor and take drugs sick.  I had to stay in my room for 3 days. I couldn't sleep too well 'cause my throat was swollen up so my day see sawed between trying to sleep and emailing... well that is until the internet went out at like 3am or something and stayed out until today (3days... the whole time i was in my room). That was a bummer. :'(&lt;br /&gt;Buuuuttt, it gave me the idea to work on discovering the potential of my new macbook whom i have christened nicholas. So now i have a 15 minute (well, unfinished anyway) slideshow of EQUIP training pictures. &lt;br /&gt;Oh! and on top of that, I'm gonna (prolly) be getting an LIT in the next week... who's got some serious issues, so i hear. So thaaaats interesting. But i'm just glad to be better. I never realized what a blessing it is to be able to swallow! &lt;br /&gt;Aaaaanyway, Sometimes i just miss home. Sometimes a lot. I am up here on 13th with my cool friend and life is so good. So so good. And my dad said he wanted to have a long conversation with me sometime so that makes me really happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I speak in respect of want: for I have learned, in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content.&lt;br /&gt;Phl 4:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovin that verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time for curfew. God keep you. I love you. &lt;br /&gt;.:Laurie:.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-8689687542001266082?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8689687542001266082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=8689687542001266082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/8689687542001266082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/8689687542001266082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-few-days.html' title='The last few days'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-2317457242073457371</id><published>2008-01-04T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T13:43:51.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Love is Blue</title><content type='html'>Okay. Here's the update! We just had leaders meeting and, as i predicted, everyone is switching rooms. Emily is moving off of Fhallons team and Mary and Bella are going to be her leaders. Only news of one new LIT coming in the near future and chances are that she will be moving in with ME!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means I will be in CHARACTER SUITE!!!&lt;br /&gt;The cool thing is that i already live in a C.S. room so i won't have to move. Plus Lydia is going to be moving in with me and she is totally the bomb. &lt;br /&gt;Whoever is praying for me, thank you. Thank you so much. It is way easier than i thought it would be to get my head ready for C.s. I thought i would be.... well, i still might go crazy. C.S. is when you stay in a two room suite with an LIT and one other leader (lydia) for at LEAST two weeks. One of the leaders gets to go down an get food at every meal but other than that you are pretty much stuck. &lt;br /&gt;GAaaaahhh!&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna get cabin fever! So if anyone has time, letters over the next few weeks would prolly save my life. REALLY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Vacation flew by so fast i hardly had time to blink and now it all feels like a dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* well, its almost time for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;I get the room to my self for 5 days. Thats cool. Wish i had a cell phone tho.... =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-2317457242073457371?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2317457242073457371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=2317457242073457371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/2317457242073457371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/2317457242073457371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-love-is-blue.html' title='So Love is Blue'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-8660877601743499716</id><published>2007-12-19T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T19:59:25.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey i love you Megan. I love you so so much.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i don't have time to really update cause ma roomie wants back on her comp but i'll talk to you in 3DAYS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the encouragement. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps cn you tell me how things go up there?&lt;br /&gt;I mean normal everyday funny stuff like... did you go to panda today?&lt;br /&gt;i'd give my right arm for some panda rightnow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-8660877601743499716?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8660877601743499716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=8660877601743499716' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/8660877601743499716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/8660877601743499716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-i-love-you-megan.html' title=''/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-1654671785518339463</id><published>2007-12-16T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T07:51:14.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey beautiful</title><content type='html'>Hey! I don't know if you got my emails but i tried to write you after i got all your coments. Girl! you have no idea how good it is to hear from you! I tried calling but couldn't make the phone here talk to your phone so... :'(&lt;br /&gt;I also couldn't read your comments 'cause of the int connection. but thats better now. &lt;br /&gt;Life here is good. plenty of ups and downs but i have gotten used to that. we are doin this challenge thing where you have to come up with a picture for each of the 12 days fo christmas, memorize isaiah 9 6-7, keep room perfectly clean (which with 3 roomies is a tall order) and do something nice for one of the families on staff.&lt;br /&gt;We have most of it done but still have the pics to do. the przize is an outing (big big deal to get out of here). &lt;br /&gt;One of my friends left on thursday and thats... idon't know. im not sad all the time but last night i sat in the hall by myself and cried. i hate losing friends. 'specially 'cause she's not commin back. (that was Kat, my crazy friend)&lt;br /&gt;I have been learning alot and will prolly be alot different when i get home even though i don't feel a whole terribly lot different. Just maybe easier to get along with ;). &lt;br /&gt;Do you have a blog? I really miss hearing from you and how you are doin... and since you can't have email? maybe we could keep in touch this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate so SO much your comments EVERY DAY on my blog! you have no idea what its like to know someone (who can-i kno c. prolly would) cares enough to do that.&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much megan. and i am prayin for you. &lt;br /&gt;got a letter from noni 2 days ago and have been tryin to find the time to write back. made my week to get a letter! Anyhow, its time for church, we got "snowed in" (not that we normaly go out...) so we couldn't go to church but we are meeting in the auditorium at 11. &lt;br /&gt;The sno is beautiful and i wish you were here. you should totally totally come and i'm not even kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Love you much beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;talk to you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7DAYS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-1654671785518339463?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1654671785518339463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=1654671785518339463' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/1654671785518339463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/1654671785518339463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/12/hey-beautiful.html' title='hey beautiful'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-7301376400060712044</id><published>2007-12-01T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T13:59:22.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel in the outfield....</title><content type='html'>Okay. I am borrowing my room mates computer. &lt;br /&gt;Everything is going so good! Today i was mary in this skit for like a C.I. kinda thing. it was soo so fun! I don't really know what to write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, training is long over thank goodness. Now i have lots of free time 'cause i don't have an lit anymore. My friend Emily is with Fhallon now and they don't get along very well. (which is good 'cause she will grow alot more with Em than with me.) But... i miss them... and i miss emily too 'cause i don't see here anymore.... &lt;br /&gt;oh, for pics look for her on my facebook.... &lt;br /&gt;i can't get on my profile 'cause of stupid character link. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry about me.... I am prayin for you.... &lt;br /&gt;and i love you.... &lt;br /&gt;dis is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY 22 DAYS LEFT !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a mahvelous day dahling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Laurie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-7301376400060712044?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7301376400060712044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=7301376400060712044' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/7301376400060712044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/7301376400060712044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/12/angel-in-outfield.html' title='Angel in the outfield....'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-134684413773069593</id><published>2007-11-10T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T06:50:31.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updated</title><content type='html'>hey. man is it good to feel these keys! haven't been on a comp in 8 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is promotion and then comes freedom. but today at 1 is the big test. not looking forword to that. wow. &lt;br /&gt;well, been missin everyone at home an awful lot. had a mountain dew for breakfast so am a little wired... they don't serve breakfast on the weekend here... kinda a bummer. brunch is in 1 minute though...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wish i could say all i want to say... i miss you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later... soon as promotion is over... got some good stories to tell. &lt;br /&gt;getting dizzy... prolly better go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-134684413773069593?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/134684413773069593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=134684413773069593' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/134684413773069593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/134684413773069593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/11/updated.html' title='updated'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-7278721019822652883</id><published>2007-08-14T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T07:05:47.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Old Days</title><content type='html'>Wow, time has pulled a fast one on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RsG2n9yq04I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZQCR-Zsg3Y0/s1600-h/IMG_2620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RsG2n9yq04I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZQCR-Zsg3Y0/s400/IMG_2620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098557050878350210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-7278721019822652883?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7278721019822652883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=7278721019822652883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/7278721019822652883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/7278721019822652883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/08/old-days.html' title='The Old Days'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RsG2n9yq04I/AAAAAAAAACc/ZQCR-Zsg3Y0/s72-c/IMG_2620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-7381859344876857974</id><published>2007-08-13T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T17:38:20.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ma dawgs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RsD2n9yq03I/AAAAAAAAACU/TBo0vyRlviM/s1600-h/Copy+of+P1000159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RsD2n9yq03I/AAAAAAAAACU/TBo0vyRlviM/s400/Copy+of+P1000159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098345944645817202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving in 33 days and when i get back, these two are going to get married and have kids and one will be my dog whom i intend to name joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my address while i'm away shall be:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Lauren Fuller&lt;br /&gt;   c/o Indianapolis Training Center – Equip &lt;br /&gt;    2820 N Meridian St. &lt;br /&gt;    Indianapolis, IN 46208&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel free to write as i will prolly be homesick and desperate for news from home. I would be eternally grateful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-7381859344876857974?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7381859344876857974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=7381859344876857974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/7381859344876857974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/7381859344876857974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/08/ma-dawgs.html' title='ma dawgs'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RsD2n9yq03I/AAAAAAAAACU/TBo0vyRlviM/s72-c/Copy+of+P1000159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-9098954277672015663</id><published>2007-08-09T09:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T09:46:19.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RrtEt9yq01I/AAAAAAAAACE/hHGMahK9iTg/s1600-h/paradise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RrtEt9yq01I/AAAAAAAAACE/hHGMahK9iTg/s400/paradise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096742959771734866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it then. No going back now. He held no deep concerns that he might have made the wrong choice. That was how he made all of his biggest decisions: He went with his gut and never looked back.&lt;br /&gt;~Ethan Cooke&lt;br /&gt;-Fearless, by Ted Dekker-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-9098954277672015663?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9098954277672015663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=9098954277672015663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/9098954277672015663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/9098954277672015663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/08/decisions.html' title='decisions'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RrtEt9yq01I/AAAAAAAAACE/hHGMahK9iTg/s72-c/paradise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-3116150671009503510</id><published>2007-07-31T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T07:01:34.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Team and the Ultimate Redneck Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rq87r9yq0zI/AAAAAAAAAB0/T1SzsXvvoqU/s1600-h/scan0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rq87r9yq0zI/AAAAAAAAAB0/T1SzsXvvoqU/s400/scan0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093355330086818610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the dog is Duke Macias)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rq88Btyq00I/AAAAAAAAAB8/EAe1aHz0nkU/s1600-h/ultimate+redneck+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rq88Btyq00I/AAAAAAAAAB8/EAe1aHz0nkU/s400/ultimate+redneck+family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093355703748973378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(im in the red shirt on the right)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-3116150671009503510?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3116150671009503510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=3116150671009503510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/3116150671009503510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/3116150671009503510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_31.html' title='Soccer Team and the Ultimate Redneck Family'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rq87r9yq0zI/AAAAAAAAAB0/T1SzsXvvoqU/s72-c/scan0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-7987224185950029590</id><published>2007-07-26T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T20:14:35.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Advice</title><content type='html'>Warning&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;When I am an old woman I shall wear purple&lt;br /&gt;With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.&lt;br /&gt;And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves&lt;br /&gt;And satin sandlas, and say we've no money for butter.&lt;br /&gt;I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells&lt;br /&gt;And run my stick along the public railings&lt;br /&gt;And make up for the sobriety of my youth.&lt;br /&gt;I shall go out in my slippers in the rain&lt;br /&gt;And pick flowers in other people's gardens&lt;br /&gt;And learn to spit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat&lt;br /&gt;And eat three pounds of sausages at a go&lt;br /&gt;Or only bread and pickle for a week&lt;br /&gt;And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now we must have clothes that keep us dry&lt;br /&gt;And pay our rent and not swear in the street&lt;br /&gt;And set a good example for the children.&lt;br /&gt;We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I ought to practice a little now?&lt;br /&gt;So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny Joseph &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eight Rules for A Healthy Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from The Red Hat Club by Haywood Smith&lt;br /&gt;1: Do Over&lt;br /&gt;Any one, at any time, can ask for a fresh start and get it: change of subject change of attitude. No mattter how bad they may have screwed things up (in which case immediate apologies are in order) NO grudges allowed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: No Lies&lt;br /&gt;we must be able to trust each other for the truth. But that doesn't mean we have to tell everything we know, especially if it would betray a confidence or cause senseless hurt. Thus, if one of us askes a question better left unanswered, we are obligated not to tell what we know. In such instances, "i'm sorry. I really couldn't say," is the preferred phrasing. So if one of us doesn't really want to hear how those new white slacks look from behind, she shouldn't ask, or she's liable to hear, "i'm sorry, i really couldn't say." Which is ouch enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: No Telling&lt;br /&gt;Never, Ever, Ever will we rat out one of the group. Our shared secrets are to be kept secret. We do not pass them on. The penalties for breaking this tradition are immediate banishment from the group and eternal damnation featuring perpetual freezing feet and zero-carb diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Girls First&lt;br /&gt;(or each other first, i adapted this from a book about a ladies' club)&lt;br /&gt;No one, including buddies mothers, brothers, sons, fathers, daughters, bosses or pals, shall come between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: No Beating Ourselves or Each Other up when we Blow it.&lt;br /&gt;The second part is fairly easy. The first part is hard, hard, hard, since it seems to be our curse to feel responsible for everything that happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: No "I Told You So's"&lt;br /&gt;Simple to say, but maybe our biggest challenge to obey. This extends beyond words to gestures and facial expressions. Infractions are punishable by having to pick up the tab for the entire table or take everybody to whatever movie the victim wants to see, at the victim's choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: The Subject of Weight will Never be Mentioned or even Implied&lt;br /&gt;"my body, my choice" means no pointed looks when fried foods, junk foods, heavy sauces, second desserts, or alcoholic beverages are consumed or abstained from in our presence. We are not responsible for what any of the others chooses to put into their body. Our obligation extends only to taking the car keys if its drugs or alcohol. But as an extension to that, those of us who've let ourselves go are banned from whining about tight clothes, or obsessing about diets. Bor-&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-7987224185950029590?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7987224185950029590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=7987224185950029590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/7987224185950029590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/7987224185950029590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-advice.html' title='Good Advice'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-9020233017892367654</id><published>2007-07-24T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T15:17:18.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RqZ3-9yq0yI/AAAAAAAAABs/ED8neFIoYaA/s1600-h/scan0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RqZ3-9yq0yI/AAAAAAAAABs/ED8neFIoYaA/s400/scan0014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090888352411603746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l2r&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Leah are in front, I'm holding Hannah, then there's Luke, Caleb and Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RqZ3Ityq0vI/AAAAAAAAABU/FwWx_er24-E/s1600-h/scan0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RqZ3Ityq0vI/AAAAAAAAABU/FwWx_er24-E/s400/scan0013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090887420403700466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim, Me, Luke, Aaron and Caleb (l2r in that order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RqZ3r9yq0xI/AAAAAAAAABk/rz9hnurCBlQ/s1600-h/IMG_4189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RqZ3r9yq0xI/AAAAAAAAABk/rz9hnurCBlQ/s400/IMG_4189.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090888025994089234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only one man bomb squad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-9020233017892367654?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9020233017892367654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=9020233017892367654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/9020233017892367654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/9020233017892367654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/07/guess-who.html' title='Guess Who!'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RqZ3-9yq0yI/AAAAAAAAABs/ED8neFIoYaA/s72-c/scan0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-840064630331168239</id><published>2007-07-24T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T14:54:18.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yarn Princess</title><content type='html'>"good mothers wear polka dots, and have rose bushes, and use big words."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/yarn_princess/"&gt;the yarn princess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen a film that made me cry so hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-840064630331168239?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/840064630331168239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=840064630331168239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/840064630331168239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/840064630331168239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/07/yarn-princess.html' title='The Yarn Princess'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-5803440849248971375</id><published>2007-07-24T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T07:30:46.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Love is when two people know everything about eachother and are still friends.”   -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RqYKnNyq0uI/AAAAAAAAABM/QANisum8Ygs/s1600-h/poker+night.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RqYKnNyq0uI/AAAAAAAAABM/QANisum8Ygs/s400/poker+night.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090768097622282978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. i'll always be with you.”&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Robin to Pooh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-5803440849248971375?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5803440849248971375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=5803440849248971375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/5803440849248971375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/5803440849248971375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-is-when-two-people-know-everything.html' title='“Love is when two people know everything about eachother and are still friends.”   -'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RqYKnNyq0uI/AAAAAAAAABM/QANisum8Ygs/s72-c/poker+night.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-7230816960768057856</id><published>2007-07-17T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T15:52:48.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks James!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rp1HthjbNII/AAAAAAAAABE/dUuKgDGVnBM/s1600-h/IMG_5239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rp1HthjbNII/AAAAAAAAABE/dUuKgDGVnBM/s400/IMG_5239.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088302001425167490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James, the fire fighter let Megan and me take pictures with engine one at the bulverde volunteer fire department. It was the highlight of our photoshoot day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-7230816960768057856?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7230816960768057856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=7230816960768057856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/7230816960768057856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/7230816960768057856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/07/thanks-james.html' title='Thanks James!'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rp1HthjbNII/AAAAAAAAABE/dUuKgDGVnBM/s72-c/IMG_5239.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-5444989183853656052</id><published>2007-07-15T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T15:56:42.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when in washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RprDnBjbNHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4PIO7bTPdYw/s1600-h/100_0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RprDnBjbNHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4PIO7bTPdYw/s400/100_0873.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087593804267730034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you describe perfection?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-5444989183853656052?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5444989183853656052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=5444989183853656052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/5444989183853656052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/5444989183853656052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='when in washington'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RprDnBjbNHI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4PIO7bTPdYw/s72-c/100_0873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-529905206124712433</id><published>2007-07-15T17:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T15:55:49.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RprC9RjbNGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IUDsm72IEMk/s1600-h/blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RprC9RjbNGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IUDsm72IEMk/s400/blog.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087593087008191586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;megan and i went whale watching with her family on her uncle's yacht. it was the perfect place to curl up and catch a cat nap. the sunshine was terribly luring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-529905206124712433?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/529905206124712433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=529905206124712433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/529905206124712433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/529905206124712433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/07/paradise.html' title='paradise'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/RprC9RjbNGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/IUDsm72IEMk/s72-c/blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-5433048046202487667</id><published>2007-07-15T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T17:52:18.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breakfast at tiffany's</title><content type='html'>"I LOVE YOU, LULA MAE. "&lt;br /&gt; "I know, IT'S A MISTAKE YOU ALWAYS MADE-- TRYING TO LOVE A WILD THING. YOU WERE ALWAYS LUGGING HOME WILD THINGS-- A HAWK WITH A BROKEN WING, A FULL-GROWN WILDCAT WITH A BROKEN LEG... REMEMBER? YOU MUSTN'T GIVE YOUR HEART TO A WILD THING. THE MORE YOU DO, THE STRONGER THEY GET UNTIL THEY'RE STRONG ENOUGHTO FLY INTO A TREE, THEN TO HIGHER TREES,THEN TO THE SKY."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-5433048046202487667?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5433048046202487667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7004884819142893524&amp;postID=5433048046202487667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/5433048046202487667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/5433048046202487667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/07/breakfast-at-tiffanys.html' title='breakfast at tiffany&apos;s'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7004884819142893524.post-8157112418001257470</id><published>2007-05-23T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T17:53:14.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my friend- life is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rpq_2BjbNEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6GPtRCw3eQw/s1600-h/IMG_5167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rpq_2BjbNEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6GPtRCw3eQw/s400/IMG_5167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087589663919256642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7004884819142893524-8157112418001257470?l=dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/8157112418001257470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7004884819142893524/posts/default/8157112418001257470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dayswithoutmyheart.blogspot.com/2007/05/do-not-spoil-what-you-have-by-desiring.html' title='my friend- life is good'/><author><name>Summer Rainn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09505820842949618871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_O88To-oLwnY/Rpq_2BjbNEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/6GPtRCw3eQw/s72-c/IMG_5167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
