<?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-14473130</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:21:14.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>webgirlwynellredallover</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://webgirlwynellredallover.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14473130/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://webgirlwynellredallover.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wynell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815940368535356635</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14473130.post-112148794659783056</id><published>2005-07-15T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T21:25:46.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's vacation time, one day at a time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was supposed to be my dear friend's exciting day for her new book to be picked up, instead, her son is ill, and needs her support. She and I were getting ready to go to Austin to pick up the books from the publisher. I was dreading it because of the rains we had here yesterday, but I was determined to be supportive to her, because she is such as good friend.&lt;br /&gt;She brought her dog to me to take care of while she is gone, so I decided to wait and not make the trip alone, besides it's hard having three dogs in the house, and having them get used to each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to treat myself to the Jewelry Show, it only comes here three to four times a year and it's better than candy! I think my beading days may be subsiding, I didn't even buy any new beads, instead I got a Mystic Topaz ring and a few other things. I have free tickets to go back, but I probably shouldn't as it is so easy to buy things I don't teally need and spend too much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I can get myself in the mindset to clean up my house, it is such a mess, and makes me so ashamed, and as a result I won't let people come in. It has been going on like this now for quite a while. I try to blame my brother's death on it, because I freaked out three weeks after he died &lt;em&gt;(he died from alcoholism at age 34), I&lt;/em&gt; tried to have a large crowd come to my house on Thanksgiving. I made two turkeys, and a duck, and all the trimmings. I was exhausted emotionally and physically, and when MaryE.  asked me to say a blessing, I burst into tears, ran out of the house, and I don't remember entertaining much after that. That was nine years ago.&lt;br /&gt;That's ridiculous, but I feel stuck. I'm just going to have to take baby steps, and try to change, afterall in so many ways my life is so much better, I love my job, I have 13 years in recovery, I lost 40lbs this year, and my diabetes went into remission pretty much(though I'm gaining now, about 10 lbs back, YIKE, what am I d0ing?) It's vacation time, one day at a time...more to be revealed...life is good...sometimes life hurts...think about the good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14473130-112148794659783056?l=webgirlwynellredallover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://webgirlwynellredallover.blogspot.com/feeds/112148794659783056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14473130&amp;postID=112148794659783056' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14473130/posts/default/112148794659783056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14473130/posts/default/112148794659783056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://webgirlwynellredallover.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-vacation-time-one-day-at-time.html' title='It&apos;s vacation time, one day at a time...'/><author><name>Wynell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815940368535356635</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14473130.post-112131349885965470</id><published>2005-07-13T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T20:58:18.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/346/1311/1600/ww21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/346/1311/320/ww21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hi, this is my very first blog, I was inspired by my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://letnoonestealyourpeace.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cisco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;. I'm sure this is more productive than Matchmaker.com, where I have had nothing but heartache, from men I don't even really know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a really good day, I launched a new website: &lt;a href="http://www.stcl.edu/ccr"&gt;http://www.stcl.edu/ccr&lt;/a&gt; and I had a fine time creating the imagery for it. Lately a lot of my self esteem and hapiness is derived through my artwork, which has been mostly on the computer. I feel very lucky to have a career that I enjoy so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I'm not used to writing my thoughts, but I think in time I will expand my creativity in this media. So this is day one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14473130-112131349885965470?l=webgirlwynellredallover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://webgirlwynellredallover.blogspot.com/feeds/112131349885965470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14473130&amp;postID=112131349885965470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14473130/posts/default/112131349885965470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14473130/posts/default/112131349885965470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://webgirlwynellredallover.blogspot.com/2005/07/hi-this-is-my-very-first-blog-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Wynell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09815940368535356635</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></feed>
