<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207</id><updated>2009-12-24T21:42:26.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Revision</title><subtitle type='html'>Every day is a revision, a flux of emotions and evolution of ideas.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>500</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-112440523179974980</id><published>2005-08-19T05:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:48:36.215-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendly Fridays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5158/864/1600/Friends%20of%20the%20Friendless%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5158/864/320/Friends%20of%20the%20Friendless%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by Wednesday's &lt;a href="http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2005/08/friends-of-friendless.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, I have decided to start a Friends of the Friendless Marching Band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join the band by leaving a comment and stating the instrument of your choice. Multiple instruments are needed so don't be discouraged from joining just because your favorite instrument has already been chosen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends of the Friendless band members are asked to find a friendless blog and submit them to me via a comment.I will visit these blogs and feature one of them on the following Friendless Friday. The other friendless sites submitted will also be listed that Friday.&lt;br /&gt;A friendless site should have less than 5 comments a post(but mainly goose eggs) and/or if there is a site meter, less than 10 visitors a day. They should be over six months old and updated regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend of the Friendless are asked to visit the posted friendless sites each week and leave an encouraging word. Tell them that you are a member of the Friends of the Friendless Marching Band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-112440523179974980?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/112440523179974980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=112440523179974980' title='43 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/112440523179974980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/112440523179974980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2005/08/friendly-fridays.html' title='Friendly Fridays'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-8691189463552720380</id><published>2008-08-24T20:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:06:28.713-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toastmasters'/><title type='text'>Courage To Conquer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color:#606a74;"&gt;Last week, I had the privilege of attending the 77th Annual Convention for Toastmaster’s International. In being there, I partook in the vision of the originator of Toastmasters, Ralph C. Smedley. In 1924, he was the  Director of Education for the Young Men’s Christian Association, the YMCA. He saw that the young men at Santa Ana, California needed training in public speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color:#606a74;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;The vision that Mr. Smedley had for those men 84 years ago in Santa Ana is now being realized by almost 235,000 members, men and women, from across the world.  The vision as written today is, &lt;b&gt; “&lt;/b&gt;Toastmasters International empowers people to achieve their full potential and realize their dreams. Through our member clubs, people throughout the world can improve their communication and leadership skills, and find the courage to change.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color:#606a74;"&gt;The winner for this year’s World Championship was La Shunda Rundles. She gave a stirring and sassy account of her battle with Lupus with the help of her Mother’s firmness who taught her to speak through her fears.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color:#606a74;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Katherine Morrison, my favorite International Speech Contestant,spoke of overcoming the bullying that she encountered in school. Through the belief and encouragement of a teacher,she found she had the choice of what to believe about herself.  She overcame her self doubts to earn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 11.0px Verdana; letter-spacing: 0.0px color:#666666;"&gt; a PhD in Public Health from the University of South Carolina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;She placed 3rd out of  the 10 contestants. Her stage presence exuded strength especially when she strutted off the stage with her doctoral hood draped over her shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color:#606a74;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;Pamela Wallin, Canadian journalist, former Consul General in New York city, an Officer of the Order of Canada,  received the Golden Gavel Award this year. This is given to non-Toastmasters who have achieved excellence in communication. She spoke eloquently of the impact of others on her life beginning with growing up in a small town in Saskatchewan, Canada which taught her the valuable lessons of community and civility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color:#606a74;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I learned that people are not only conquering their fear of public speaking but other fears as well. The president of Toastmaster’s, Jana Barnhill, gave an inspiring speech of her victory over her fear of heights. She was in a small plane when it was caught into a storm at night. It tossed them about for 2 hours before they crash landed. The finale of her speech was a video of her skydiving. The theme she chose for Toastmasters in the coming year is “The Courage to Conquer”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p color="#606a74" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial;  min-height: 14.0px"&gt;Another woman next to me at the dinner table told me of her own battle with the fear of heights. Through will and determination, she is attempting to become a 46er. These are people that climb the 46 Adirondack Mountains in the New York state. She has climbed three of them so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color:#606a74;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;“Didn’t you panic?” I asked her.  “Oh, yes. They had to drag and push me across this last precipice. I only had 100 feet to go to get to the summit. Then when we got there I refused to go back down.” I knew she had to get down somehow,..she told me that there happened to be another route down that particular mountain, a very steep road. They all had pretty achy feet after that but she did it with the help of her friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p color="#606a74" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;I volunteered to assist people off the stage for the Hall of Fame. The Hall of Fame is where distinguished Toastmasters and Districts are recognized; it is like the Academy Awards for Toastmasters. I watched as a blind woman, then a woman with leg braces walked across the stage. No doubt there were countless others whose handicaps were not obvious to me. Okay, the blind are still blind and the lame are still lame but now they have confidence.  The look on their faces told me that they achieved their dream. They have changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p color="#606a74" style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; "&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"&gt;What about me? I gave this speech after less than a week’s preparation. It usually takes me four because. I have been too afraid to make a mistake or fall from the mountain. I thank God for Toastmasters because with their help and with His help, I am beginning to believe in the vision too. I see a competent, confident and courageous person climbing a summit today.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color: #606a74"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color: #606a74"&gt;I want to add to this, a thank you to my blogpals for their interest in my life. You have helped me to believe in myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 12.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Arial; color: #606a74"&gt;Thank you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-8691189463552720380?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8691189463552720380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=8691189463552720380' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/8691189463552720380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/8691189463552720380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/08/courage-to-conquer.html' title='Courage To Conquer'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-3682752759881909549</id><published>2007-04-25T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:25:27.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Cranking It Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever since forever,&lt;br /&gt;I said to the jumping jack,&lt;br /&gt;dangling from a box&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of a stage,&lt;br /&gt;"Don't be a showoff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minimize your words, s.o.&lt;br /&gt;refrain those sunny aspirations&lt;br /&gt;and if&lt;br /&gt;you do well&lt;br /&gt;and are well&lt;br /&gt;Keep it yourself, sunbeams can't play forever!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now listen to the response to the person in the back row&lt;br /&gt;"When the melody ends, I will jump and be glad for I have done well. I am well"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/RjA_7pNak2I/AAAAAAAAABA/Rp4dO4ToFBA/s1600-h/j0295240.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/RjA_7pNak2I/AAAAAAAAABA/Rp4dO4ToFBA/s200/j0295240.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057612675444020066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-3682752759881909549?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3682752759881909549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=3682752759881909549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/3682752759881909549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/3682752759881909549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/cranking-it-out.html' title='Cranking It Out'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/RjA_7pNak2I/AAAAAAAAABA/Rp4dO4ToFBA/s72-c/j0295240.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-1699389713743150840</id><published>2007-08-07T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:25:27.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Excerpts from a Life'/><title type='text'>Excerpts from a Life: An Epilogue</title><content type='html'>In my series of &lt;a href="http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2006/01/excerpt-from-life-chapter-one.html"&gt;excerpt&lt;/a&gt;s from my journals in the 70's, I talked a lot about my crush on Chevy, a fellow student at my High School. I lost weight and became anorexic in trying to win this boy but to no avail. I never even talked to him, except to ask for his autograph in my Grade 11 yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/RrquZHTjbnI/AAAAAAAAABI/1xAmYM0B-NI/s1600-h/Reunion+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/RrquZHTjbnI/AAAAAAAAABI/1xAmYM0B-NI/s320/Reunion+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096577674804162162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epilogue: August 3, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my 30th High School Reunion this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;At the evening get together, I told my Husband that I was looking for Chevy.&lt;br /&gt;I noticed this fellow (a chunky man, kind of) with graying black hair and dark eyes. I looked at him and thought I might've known him. Our eyes met but I looked away, not knowing him after all. I had been looking at people like that ever since we arrived in my my hometown, trying to find faces that I might remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this kinda chunky man got up and I followed him (with my eyes). He walked up to me. "Hi Carol," he said. I looked quickly at his name tag and replied, "Hi Chevy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting the moment to end, I invited him to sit down with my Husband and I. He proceeded to tell us, at record speed, his life story. I interrupted him at one point to ask, "Did you always talk this much?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was going to cry after a while; I knew my face showed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-1699389713743150840?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1699389713743150840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=1699389713743150840' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/1699389713743150840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/1699389713743150840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/excerpts-from-life-epilogue.html' title='Excerpts from a Life: An Epilogue'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/RrquZHTjbnI/AAAAAAAAABI/1xAmYM0B-NI/s72-c/Reunion+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-5055773551261177233</id><published>2007-12-08T23:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:25:27.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause Saturday night's the night I like...</title><content type='html'>Saturday night's alright, alright, alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/R1uMowm3EUI/AAAAAAAAABY/8V-5OeirVts/s1600-h/sced.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/R1uMowm3EUI/AAAAAAAAABY/8V-5OeirVts/s320/sced.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141858031444103490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Daughter says it is my favorite day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/R1uOTAm3EWI/AAAAAAAAABo/HRFHhWgLXbA/s1600-h/bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/R1uOTAm3EWI/AAAAAAAAABo/HRFHhWgLXbA/s320/bunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141859856805204322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because that is when I plan the next week's schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-5055773551261177233?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5055773551261177233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=5055773551261177233' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/5055773551261177233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/5055773551261177233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/saturday-night.html' title='&apos;Cause Saturday night&apos;s the night I like...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/R1uMowm3EUI/AAAAAAAAABY/8V-5OeirVts/s72-c/sced.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-1911758852936872429</id><published>2008-01-18T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:25:26.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bipolar Happenings'/><title type='text'>Friends, I am feeling well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/R5Ela7soiEI/AAAAAAAAABw/8oqhXgtk3GA/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/R5Ela7soiEI/AAAAAAAAABw/8oqhXgtk3GA/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156944192947652674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Click to enlarge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-1911758852936872429?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1911758852936872429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=1911758852936872429' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/1911758852936872429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/1911758852936872429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/01/friends-i-am-feeling-well.html' title='Friends, I am feeling well...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwZbeXNdvA4/R5Ela7soiEI/AAAAAAAAABw/8oqhXgtk3GA/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-9119641506723215122</id><published>2008-07-20T22:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:11:17.032-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On to the Next One</title><content type='html'>I was watching a travel show with my family a couple of evenings ago. It was about Switzerland. I am very afraid of heights so even watching the footage from the mountain tops made me feel uneasy. The finale was a shot of a mountain where you had to actually travel through an ice cave to get to the top. The travel host said you had to be careful not to walk too fast for the air was thin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to my family how I would feel if I went on such a trek. My Middle Daughter said, "You would want to go up every mountain after that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how I am doing now. I am up high where the air is thin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-9119641506723215122?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9119641506723215122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=9119641506723215122' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/9119641506723215122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/9119641506723215122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/07/on-to-next-one.html' title='On to the Next One'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-8850074368511253339</id><published>2008-05-21T23:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:32:48.479-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Sainted Women</title><content type='html'>fragile folds in robes&lt;br /&gt;immortally marbled &lt;br /&gt;by ancient sculptors&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-8850074368511253339?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8850074368511253339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=8850074368511253339' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/8850074368511253339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/8850074368511253339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/05/saints-and-rulers.html' title='Sainted Women'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-2073259361158174478</id><published>2008-05-20T12:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:58:44.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kite</title><content type='html'>I read a book a while ago written by W. O. Mitchell titled "A Kite." It was about an old man over 100 whose life is seen as an analogy of flying a kite. &lt;br /&gt;I had tried flying a kite before as a child but was never able to even get it up in the air. Yesterday, we were at the farm and my Mother-in-Law found a kite in the basement. She carefully led us to a safe place to fly it, away from power lines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a family, we took turns flying it. My Husband went first, doing well but handing it over to his Son so he could enjoy the feeling. My Son kept the kite  soaring for a long time although it was his first time. I was amazed at how artfully it flew under his guidance. My Middle Daughter kept the kite high in the air although not as high as my Son. When it came down, it gently touched the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't keep my eyes off the kite, thinking of the story of the old man.  I had to try it myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let the line out quickly, thinking how easy it was. It seemed to be flying very high from my point of view but suddenly it plummeted to the ground. My Son came to help me wind the string back up. I asked him what I did wrong. He replied that it was the speed with which I let the string out and that I could play with it by tugging back at the string then letting it out. &lt;br /&gt;He told me that he had caught his fingers in the string but I had never noticed becaused he didn't panic as I might've but gently took the line in his other hand so the string could relax and he was freed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-2073259361158174478?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2073259361158174478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=2073259361158174478' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/2073259361158174478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/2073259361158174478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/05/kite.html' title='A Kite'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-8009487268472959840</id><published>2008-04-14T22:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:07:09.419-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizzes'/><title type='text'>Nice Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Social Anxiety Level: 40%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyousociallyanxiousquiz/social-2.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have low social anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course very unfamiliar or strange situations make you uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can pull through and handle almost any social occasion with grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogthings.com/areyousociallyanxiousquiz/"&gt;Are You Socially Anxious?&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/10914207-8009487268472959840?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8009487268472959840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=8009487268472959840' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/8009487268472959840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/8009487268472959840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/04/nice-surprise.html' title='Nice Surprise'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-1013497043891047060</id><published>2008-04-01T11:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:25:32.063-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>A Midsummer Night's Dream by William Shakespeare</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shakespeare-1.com/plot-summaries/bsshk11h/dream1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.shakespeare-1.com/plot-summaries/bsshk11h/dream1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a reading program during my recuperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished A Midsummer Night’ Dream as I enjoyed the morning in bed. I chose this book because my Middle Daughter was studying it in her Language Arts class and we read the first scene together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ran off to finish it with her classmates and teacher while I struggled behind. It was a difficult read for me 60% of the time. The parts where I caught on were like a joyous dance, “Hey I am getting this!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Midsummer Night’s Dream is a play within a play. The plot revolves around a love pyramid of four young Athenians: Hermia, Lysander, Demetrius and Helena. It took me awhile to get this pyramid straight but it got more confusing once the fairy king got involved with his own problems which he tried to rectify with magic love juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is a classic love comedy with enthralling twists for any age and era. I especially like the fact that I read it because of my 16 year old. She wrote, as a class project, a journal from Helena’s perspective. I can’t wait to read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-1013497043891047060?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1013497043891047060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=1013497043891047060' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/1013497043891047060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/1013497043891047060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/04/midsummer-nights-dream-by-william.html' title='A Midsummer Night&apos;s Dream by William Shakespeare'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-5173857655620770457</id><published>2008-02-22T14:34:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T14:42:17.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bipolar Happenings'/><title type='text'>An Update</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;It was Revision's 3rd Anniversary on Feb 19th! I haven't left the blogging world even though I haven't been posting lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am in the hospital and have been here for the last three days. Life without medication will have to wait. I am doing well though, so don't be like me and worry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-5173857655620770457?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5173857655620770457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=5173857655620770457' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/5173857655620770457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/5173857655620770457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/02/update.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-4515356667713587007</id><published>2008-01-24T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T08:39:01.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged !</title><content type='html'>1.WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;I was named after my Dad's favorite aunt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?&lt;br /&gt;This morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure, it is getting more like chicken scratch every year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT? &lt;br /&gt;Turkey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS? &lt;br /&gt;Yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. DO YOU USE SARCASM ALOT? &lt;br /&gt;Alot? What is a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?&lt;br /&gt;Only if my life depended on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?&lt;br /&gt;Muffets. (Have you heard of this one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?&lt;br /&gt;Getting there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?&lt;br /&gt;I like them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;If they are an introvert or extrovert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. RED OR PINK? &lt;br /&gt;Both, together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. WHAT IS THE THING THAT YOU LIKE LEAST ABOUT YOURSELF? &lt;br /&gt;Fearfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;My parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? &lt;br /&gt;It would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;Red nightgown with gold trim and mocassins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. HAVE YOU EVER RE-GIFTED?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;I am kind of oblivious to the outside world right now but my Son is in the backgrouond, watching tv behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe purple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. FAVORITE SMELLS?&lt;br /&gt;Citrus, lilac, roses,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? &lt;br /&gt;My Daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;You bet. I would really like to meet her next time I am in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?&lt;br /&gt;Uh...soccer but I am not a real sports fan of any type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. HAIR COLOR?&lt;br /&gt;Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. EYE COLOR ?&lt;br /&gt;Dark Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. FAVORITE FOOD?&lt;br /&gt;Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS ?&lt;br /&gt;Scary movies with happy endings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? &lt;br /&gt;Bee Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;See #19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. SUMMER OR WINTER? &lt;br /&gt;Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. HUGS OR KISSES?&lt;br /&gt;Kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. FAVORITE DESSERT? &lt;br /&gt;See #13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Bible, of course, the Book of Luke.&lt;br /&gt;And Ball of Fire:The tumultuous life and comic art of Lucille Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?&lt;br /&gt;Uh...my hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. FAVORITE SOUND?&lt;br /&gt;My children getting along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?&lt;br /&gt;Its got to be the Beatles in this house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT IS THE FURTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?&lt;br /&gt;Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I gotta protect my identity........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?&lt;br /&gt;Yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-4515356667713587007?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4515356667713587007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=4515356667713587007' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/4515356667713587007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/4515356667713587007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been &lt;a href=&quot;http://wandibear.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-know-that-people-are-probably-tired.html#links&quot;&gt;Tagged&lt;/a&gt; !'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-3761134038662542980</id><published>2008-01-23T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T07:18:17.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Dreams Do Come True !</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width='448' height='336'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.glumbert.com/embed/connie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.glumbert.com/embed/connie' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='448' height='336'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.glumbert.com/media/connie'&gt;glumbert - Connie's Got Talent&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/10914207-3761134038662542980?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3761134038662542980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=3761134038662542980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/3761134038662542980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/3761134038662542980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/01/dreams-do-come-true.html' title='Dreams Do Come True !'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-7073864793719174130</id><published>2008-01-14T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T07:12:56.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(185, 211, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/waterfall.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to persuade and influence others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who can turn a whole room around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The potential for great leadership is there, as long as you don't abuse it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always remember, you have a lot more power over people than you might think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this quiz so long ago that the link has been removed...&lt;br /&gt;But tell me anyways, what is your hidden talent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-7073864793719174130?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7073864793719174130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=7073864793719174130' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/7073864793719174130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/7073864793719174130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2008/01/your-hidden-talent-you-have-power-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-3946755720312638435</id><published>2007-12-15T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T00:24:43.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meme'/><title type='text'>8 (or under)MeMe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://galleryedge.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt; has me thinking of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I am passionate about:&lt;br /&gt;Bible&lt;br /&gt;the church of Christ&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Scheduling/Organizing&lt;br /&gt;/Being Balanced&lt;br /&gt;Books&lt;br /&gt;Blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things I want to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;Love More&lt;br /&gt;Be merrier&lt;br /&gt;Overcome Bipolarisms&lt;br /&gt;Overcome my worrying nature&lt;br /&gt;Be a &lt;a href="http://www.toastmasters.org/"&gt;competent speaker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understand more &lt;br /&gt;Be a Kokum (ie Grandma in Cree...some day...)&lt;br /&gt;Be a Highly Effective Person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I say often:&lt;br /&gt;Eh?&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me&lt;br /&gt;Uh&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 books I've read recently:&lt;br /&gt;Bible&lt;br /&gt;Seven Habits for Highly Effective People by Steven Covey&lt;br /&gt;Klee Wyck by Emily Carr&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Swarthmore by Alexander Scala&lt;br /&gt;...uh&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 songs I could listen to over and over again:&lt;br /&gt;Everything's Alright from Jesus Christ Superstar&lt;br /&gt;Pilate's Dream from Jesus Christ Superstar&lt;br /&gt;Smoke on the Water by Deep Purple (tell you about it later...)&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Know How to Say Good-Bye by Andy and David Williams (tell you about it later...)&lt;br /&gt;I Can See Clearly Now by...uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 things that attract me to my friends:&lt;br /&gt;Spiritual&lt;br /&gt;Good listener&lt;br /&gt;Sense of Humor&lt;br /&gt;Compassionate&lt;br /&gt;Genuine&lt;br /&gt;Honest&lt;br /&gt;Understanding&lt;br /&gt;Think I am someone special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 People who should do this "MeMe":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mompoet.blogspot.com/2007/12/8-or-under-meme.html"&gt;Mompoet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RDL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://magnapoets.typepad.com/summa_summarum/2007/12/meme.html#comments"&gt;Aurora&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kaispoetry.blogspot.com/2007/12/8-meme-miss-little-great-pumpkin-tagged.html"&gt;Kai&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imranmd.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-8-wanders.html"&gt;Imran&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandi&lt;br /&gt;J. Andrew (in 31 syllables)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-3946755720312638435?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3946755720312638435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=3946755720312638435' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/3946755720312638435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/3946755720312638435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/8-or-under-meme.html' title='8 &lt;i&gt;(or under)&lt;/i&gt;MeMe'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-4663015181234692401</id><published>2007-12-18T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:17:04.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Things to be Thankful for...</title><content type='html'>1. &lt;img src='http://www.simsestates.com/downloads/The_Sims2/buy/cheap_computers/black/sscab_blcc.jpg'width=200/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;img src='http://www.souvenircityheadquarters.com/store/products/images/thumb/260_1129211014.jpg'width=200/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;img src='http://a5.vox.com/6a00d09e7bc293be2b00e398a1a2ad0003-320pi'width=200/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;img src='http://www.maranausd.org/TP/images/pinkeraser.gif'width=200/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;img src='http://www.campyonly.com/images/shorts/2005/soma_bottle.jpg'width=200/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;img src='http://www.swclassiccars.com/images/parts/67/DSCN2280.JPG'width=200/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;img src='http://www.genesisartsupplies.com/alvin/images/4767.jpg'width=200/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;img src='http://www.eysterengineered.com/gallery/eyeglasses.png'width=200/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;img src='http://www.spartanbookstore.com/Storeimages/33-books.gif'width=200/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;img src='http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/49/73/23187349.jpg'width=200/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;img src='http://www.monroetwp.k12.nj.us/images/file%20cabinet.jpg'width=200/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;img src='http://www.tsl.state.tx.us/ld/projects/trc/2005/manual/craftillos/bed.jpg'width=200/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-4663015181234692401?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4663015181234692401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=4663015181234692401' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/4663015181234692401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/4663015181234692401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/12-things-to-be-thankful-for.html' title='12 Things to be Thankful for...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-8717066620577089524</id><published>2007-12-14T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:05:24.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My girlfriend, Mango, and I went to see the rock opera, Jesus Christ, Superstar. We first saw the movie 33 years ago. We went to almost every show in our small town’s theatre. I was 15. We both were smitten with the handsome, Ted Neeley who portrayed Jesus. We performed this rock opera over and over again, taking turns singing and reenacting all of the roles along with the album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.broadwaysd.com/images/superstarpanel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.broadwaysd.com/images/superstarpanel.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007, Ted Neeley looks his age but he still hits those high notes and amazed us all in the Garden of Gethsemane. At the show’s end, they turned the lights on the audience’s hearty standing ovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show had a major spiritual impact on us as teenagers. For the first time, we felt the reality of the gospel. A seed was planted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-8717066620577089524?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8717066620577089524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=8717066620577089524' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/8717066620577089524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/8717066620577089524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-girlfriend-mango-and-i-went-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-2386023915656089500</id><published>2007-12-12T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:37:27.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mn6HGMfxIVQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mn6HGMfxIVQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Britain's Got Talent 2007 Winner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-2386023915656089500?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2386023915656089500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=2386023915656089500' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/2386023915656089500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/2386023915656089500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/sing.html' title='Sing!'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-886589330582379511</id><published>2007-12-06T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T23:42:40.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing...</title><content type='html'>I cut my index finger the other day as I was making supper. The knife was sharp. It made a small but clean slice. Holding a kleenex tightly around the wound stopped the bleeding. I carried on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, I looked at the flap of skin. It looked like it still might be raw underneath. I was hesitant to look closer but I did anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flap lifted away easily and revealed new skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-886589330582379511?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/886589330582379511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=886589330582379511' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/886589330582379511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/886589330582379511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/healing.html' title='Healing...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-3859639600667278839</id><published>2007-11-30T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T00:43:22.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bipolar Happenings'/><title type='text'>I told myself. "It would be nice if you kept your concerned blogpals updated on how you are doing sans lithium..."</title><content type='html'>So here you are-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the this week off from work so I could work on our home budget (and stop the lithium at the same time. Bad combination?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like sorting things so I had a lot of fun placing the year's bank transactions into the different expenditure columns of the budget program we have. I felt kinda high and jumpy inside, afterwards. Really, I lead such an exciting life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, to calm myself down, I did some Qui Gong and a quick pre-blog meditation. I imagined that I was sitting by the sea like the character in Alexander Scala's &lt;a href="http://members.shaw.ca/ce.shaw/"&gt;novel&lt;/a&gt; I just finished reading.&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Swarthmore experienced a revelation as he sat by the ocean. So I imagined being beside God and feeling His immense presence. I felt little but in harmony with God and the rhythm of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that sound high?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-3859639600667278839?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3859639600667278839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=3859639600667278839' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/3859639600667278839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/3859639600667278839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-told-myself-i-would-be-nice-if-you.html' title='I told myself. &quot;It would be nice if you kept your concerned blogpals updated on how you are doing sans lithium...&quot;'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-7309508622643839560</id><published>2007-11-27T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T21:08:28.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bipolar Happenings'/><title type='text'>The Race</title><content type='html'>Every couple of months, I indulge myself with time off from my scheduled hectic life. I call it my downtime. I try to limit this time to two days because I have found that in the past, this time of inactivity can be guilt invoking and lead to a type of induced depression. This time, however, has been a delicious exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last couple of days, I have allowed this time to be a healing experience. It is especially significant for me because I planned to use this time to initiate my freedom from the drug Lithium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became a Christian in 1991, baptized into Christ's body. Since then Jesus has been changing me, not miraculously, but by the natural progression of living and facing life with God's goodness. Through the power of faith, I have overcome an eating disorder. Now, I am ready to face another mental illness, Bipolar Disorder or Manic/Depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder in 1988. I had been taking lithium ever since. I had not experienced any further mania but I continued to struggle with depression and anxiety over the years.&lt;br /&gt;Do not think that I decided to go off the Lithium impulsively as I was content to remain on it for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a someone who was to become a major influence in my life. He believed after our many conversations that I would one day be able to stop taking the medication. He repeatedly told me that nothing was the matter with my thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I tentatively came to believe that this would be possible some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2001, I attended a seminar given through work by a Canadian Olympian, &lt;a href="http://www.silkenlaumann.com/meetSilken.htm"&gt;Silken Laumann&lt;/a&gt;. She was a rower and was training for the 1992 Olympics when she was in a rowing accident that ripped her muscles apart. Through the medical skill of others and her own determination and self-discipline, she endured 5 operations on her ravaged leg. She managed to still compete in the Olympics which was only 11 weeks from the time of her accident. She won bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After her motivational speech, I made my way up to her and told her that I had Bipolar Disorder. She asked me, "Do you think you can overcome it?" I looked steadfastedly back into her eyes, and said, "Yes!" She could see in my eyes that I meant it.&lt;br /&gt;Now, 6 years later, I am ready to face this challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening as I was wondering how to spend some more of my precious downtime hours, I came across the tv movie of her life that I taped several years ago. It seemed a fitting time to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is my Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I will win bronze or gold in this race against my mental illness, but this is my moment to give it all I got...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-7309508622643839560?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7309508622643839560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=7309508622643839560' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/7309508622643839560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/7309508622643839560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/testimony.html' title='The Race'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-8156531264202706887</id><published>2007-11-25T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:25:27.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This one hurt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/reading_level.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="border: medium none ;" src="http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/readinglevel/img/elementary_school.jpg" alt="cash advance" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my other blog, &lt;a href="http://sixtyfold.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Good Seed&lt;/a&gt;, made this reading level..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/reading_level.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none;" src="http://www.criticsrant.com/bb/readinglevel/img/genius.jpg" alt="cash advance" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on...you know you wanna know...&lt;br /&gt;(This is the kind of grammar that made me what I am ...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-8156531264202706887?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8156531264202706887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=8156531264202706887' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/8156531264202706887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/8156531264202706887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-one-hurt.html' title='This one hurt...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-4533218791616661555</id><published>2007-11-23T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:07:40.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizzes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="145"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" style="border: 2px solid #006600;color:#ffffff;padding-top:5px;padding-bottom:5px;"&gt; &lt;p style="font-size:15px;font-family:Georgia,Serif;color:#000000;font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am a&lt;br /&gt;Snapdragon &lt;a href="http://www.thisgardenisillegal.com/flower-quiz.htm" style="font-size:15px;font-family:Georgia,Serif;color:#0000FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://thisgardenisillegal.com/quiz/snapdragon.jpg" width="140" height="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Flower &lt;br /&gt;Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A snapdragon? I need a nap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-4533218791616661555?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4533218791616661555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=4533218791616661555' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/4533218791616661555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/4533218791616661555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-am-snapdragon-what-flower-are-you-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10914207.post-6992928452307607277</id><published>2007-11-23T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:55:32.545-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful Twelve'/><title type='text'>12 More...</title><content type='html'>reasons to say "Thank You"&lt;br /&gt;1. I took the chance to sleep in,aaah.&lt;br /&gt;2. I got out of bed with a phonecall from a Sister-in-Christ.&lt;br /&gt;3. an ex-Toastmaster friend (not an ex-friend) joined up at the same gym as I.&lt;br /&gt;4. I had some brain exercise today too. I've been doing crosswords.&lt;br /&gt;5. My Husband picked up pizza from Safeway for supper tonight.&lt;br /&gt;6. I practised with the "band" this evening.&lt;br /&gt;7. The Kids and I watched tv this evening as well.&lt;br /&gt;8. They are great Kids!&lt;br /&gt;9. I relaxed on the couch with a hot water bottle. It soothed my achin' muscles..&lt;br /&gt;10. 2/3 Kids cleaned their bedrooms.&lt;br /&gt;11. My lunch is made for work tomorrow- leftover pizza.&lt;br /&gt;12. What a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10914207-6992928452307607277?l=carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6992928452307607277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10914207&amp;postID=6992928452307607277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/6992928452307607277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10914207/posts/default/6992928452307607277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolsbookblogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/12-more.html' title='12 More...'/><author><name>Carol</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18060957102738832224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05358172434386305287'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>