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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2011 13:53:51 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Poetry</category><category>My World</category><category>r</category><category>Quotes of the Month</category><category>Book Reviews</category><category>Body in Progress</category><category>Health and Beauty</category><category>Growth and Reflection</category><category>Movie Reviews</category><category>Perceptions</category><title>A Lady in Progress</title><description /><link>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ALadyInProgress" /><feedburner:info uri="aladyinprogress" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-3063812646215944229</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2011 04:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-02T09:21:36.860-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Growth and Reflection</category><title>Time Elapsed or Time Remaining?</title><atom:summary>     So, I was on the eliptical this evening and I looked at the menu of options on the left side of the machine which read: "Time Elapsed, Time Remaining, Calories Burned".  I thought to myself, I don't want to know how much longer the incline and resistance is going to increase, or sweat is going to pour from every nook and cranny of my body, or how much longer my thighs are going to burn! As I</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/liozl-mApw4/time-elapsed-or-time-remaining.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2011/02/time-elapsed-or-time-remaining.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-8914982081756333269</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 00:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-23T19:45:27.689-05:00</atom:updated><title>Dedicated to My Niece Erica - I love you!!!</title><atom:summary>     I'll never forget the day I came home from work and saw this letter from an address in South Carolina I recognized.  I was both happy and nervous at the same time.  It was four years ago.  It was from my niece, Erica whom I had not seen since she was a baby.  Without hesitation I invited her into my life, my home, and she catapulted her way into my heart.
     After all she'd been through in</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/ntm8TyA4glY/dedicated-to-my-niece-erica-i-love-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2011/01/dedicated-to-my-niece-erica-i-love-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-7295927792924461202</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jan 2011 04:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-21T06:38:35.083-05:00</atom:updated><title>Love is simple</title><atom:summary>     Usually, I have a title for my blogs before I write them.  Sometimes, I hear something and have an "a ha" moment and it births a new subject for me to write about.  This time, however, I struggle with what the title of this should be because of the simplicity of the subject, so I will hold off until I'm finished. So, why is such a "simple" subject difficult to title?  Well, the subject is </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/z4CJzb-3i8w/love-is-simple.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-is-simple.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-6784123454716957583</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2011 15:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-17T10:51:38.130-05:00</atom:updated><title>We Honor and Thank You Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.</title><atom:summary>As many of us enjoy the time "off" from work today, let us not forget the many tireless, challenging, and most times dangerous days the man we honor today, had on.  Let us not forget the sleepless nights he and his family endured because of the ignorance of society at the time.  Let us not forget the days he worked, not to earn a living for himself, not to gain noteriety, not be the next "big </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/wZ6JFTXrfdA/we-honor-and-thank-you-dr-martin-luther.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-honor-and-thank-you-dr-martin-luther.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-1876006178794286620</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2010 02:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-03T11:34:44.717-05:00</atom:updated><title>GIFTS - Farewell to 2010</title><atom:summary>   A very dear friend of mine randomly asked me a question: "What is your favorite childhood memory?" It was completely out of the blue but it was like she struck a match or something.  I started to think what answer could I give her when I realized, I had so many to share that it was difficult to name just one.  The memories that flooded to my mind were timely with this holiday season -- the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/CSSQE_D2ysk/gifts-farewell-to-2010.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/12/gifts-farewell-to-2010.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-802890767372205878</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Nov 2010 16:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-29T12:01:19.791-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">My World</category><title>A Night To Remember</title><atom:summary>Our company celebrated its 3rd Anniversary and it was such an extravaganza I had to write about it! The theme: 1930's Glam - Casino Night.  It was a "star" studded event. :-) It got me to thinking about how blessed I am to have the career I have and work with the people I do. I have been fortunate and ever grateful to work with some phenomenal people. 

Good evening ladies &amp; gentlemen! 

No </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/n0CYX7F39Eg/night-to-remember.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eeoV1Jm0ew/TPPZK9ZQEcI/AAAAAAAADc8/4trlKkZyOFw/s72-c/HelloLuva.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/11/night-to-remember.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-6925929490639663185</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Nov 2010 15:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-08T10:33:32.376-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Movie Reviews</category><title>For Colored Girls...Geez, I'd Consider Suicide Too!</title><atom:summary>       First, let me preface this by saying the movie was extremely powerful.  It was a well-written screenplay with riveting acting.  Tyler Perry brilliantly incorporated the poems into the interconnected lives of these four women who knew nothing of each other.  On all accounts it was a well made movie...that just happened to send me home starving for a marathon of comedy movies to erase from </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/sLkcU3brdPw/for-colored-girlsgeez-id-consider.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/11/for-colored-girlsgeez-id-consider.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-5886199842760699675</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Nov 2010 14:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-03T10:08:36.922-04:00</atom:updated><title>History Repeats But Does Not Mean Defeat</title><atom:summary>I am indeed disappointed at the lack of voter participation during this mid-term election. HOWEVER, let's remember our history people. Two months after President Clinton's legislation to pass universal healthcare failed, Democrats lost control of both the House and the Senate for the first time in 40 years. Surely, we saw it as a devastating blow to our government.  We feared losing one of the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/5OV4czlhBis/history-repeats-but-does-not-mean.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/11/history-repeats-but-does-not-mean.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-3660951654441223422</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Nov 2010 13:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-02T09:20:44.427-04:00</atom:updated><title>ROCK THE VOTE 2010 MID-TERM ELECTION</title><atom:summary>DO IT. DO IT NOW. 

That's all.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/GWyfrSM-JrI/rock-vote-2010-mid-term-election.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/11/rock-vote-2010-mid-term-election.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-5705384394034612987</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Oct 2010 01:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-14T21:13:32.561-04:00</atom:updated><title>I AM...Beautiful</title><atom:summary>You tell me I'm beautiful. 
Then you tell me I think I'm beautiful. 
So, you think, I think I'm beautiful. 
But you told me I'm beautiful. 
It's not okay for me to think I'm beautiful?
Can I only think I'm beautiful if you tell me that I am beautiful? 
Please. 
Tell me what to think. 
If I should not think I'm beautiful, I will not. 
What do you think? 
Am I beautiful?  '
Let me answer for you. 
</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/fHXoI6q3HRE/i-ambeautiful.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-ambeautiful.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-5806935489914244002</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2010 02:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-20T22:43:22.665-04:00</atom:updated><title>You Are Divinity...In Some Way...To Someone</title><atom:summary>I was driving in to work one morning and I made my usual stop at the WaWa for gas and my favorite french vanilla coffee. I noticed a car behind me as I pulled in but thought nothing special of it because, well, it's WaWa and everyone stops here.  As I started to get out of the car, the lady in the car behind me stopped me just as I was about to walk in to the store. She said she couldn't help but</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/EWFU1kvuSWk/you-are-divinityin-some-wayto-someone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-are-divinityin-some-wayto-someone.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-8304902238253928925</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jun 2010 14:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-13T10:24:04.074-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Growth and Reflection</category><title>Forgiveness: It's about everything BUT the other person</title><atom:summary>I had a girlfriend ask me the other day about forgiveness. She wanted to know does forgiving someone mean you have to let that person back into your life? I'm not expert on forgiveness. Ironically, years ago I could have been the expert on holding a grudge (smile). But on this journey, it has been a process for me to learn that forgiveness is about everything but the other person.

It's about you</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/ztojSaNW0vM/forgiveness-its-about-everything-but.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/06/forgiveness-its-about-everything-but.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-7033254029383321184</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jun 2010 14:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-13T10:24:43.175-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Growth and Reflection</category><title>Take Me As I Am</title><atom:summary>As I was listening to the title song by Mary J., I thought to myself, that's a pretty tall order to ask of someone. In addition to taking me as I look physically today, take me as I will look 20 years from now. Take my health and sickness. Take my riches and my debts. Take my joy and my sorrow. Take my happiness and my anger. Take my moods and my attitudes. Take my optimism and my cynicism.

Now,</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/NZDhs1_Mhio/take-me-as-i-am.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/06/take-me-as-i-am.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-7335601632460728858</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Mar 2010 14:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-13T11:14:01.425-05:00</atom:updated><title>Be a Cheerful Giver</title><atom:summary>The other day I was on my way to my car and as usual, a homeless woman asked for a couple of dollars to get something to eat (or whatever). To be honest, I don't know what reason she gave because I was preoccupied in my own mind and listening to my headphones. All I really saw was a hand out and a request for money. I thought to myself, I'm blessed and have it to give and this person is obviously</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/O39z4owZr5I/be-cheerful-giver.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-cheerful-giver.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-575978647923547310</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 05:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-12T14:14:50.815-05:00</atom:updated><title>A Paradigm Shift: The Unemotional Woman?</title><atom:summary>I tried to do a little research on this topic before I wrote this blog. I wanted to have some sort of objective opinion, other than my own to include. However, the only "references" I have to offer are by way of television shows that portray this freak of nature known as the "logical thinking, unemotional woman." Have you ever tried to Google "unemotional women" ? I did. It's such an </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/_CDXDrXI-eU/paradigm-shift-unemotional-woman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2010/03/paradigm-shift-unemotional-woman.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-7210641426728994112</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T21:09:23.284-05:00</atom:updated><title>Is It Like Breathing?</title><atom:summary>Is what you're doing right now with your life like breathing? Is the job you go to everyday like breathing? If it isn't, perhaps you need to rethink the decision you made. Perhaps you need to create a new life - the life you want. When Michael Jackson (R.I.P.) took the stage, walked into the studio and recorded that song, or stood beside Quincy to perfect that beat, we knew for him, making music </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/hC0Vt5wzLHg/is-it-like-breathing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-it-like-breathing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-7327689426652308071</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 02:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-22T22:02:04.260-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Growth and Reflection</category><title>The Catepillar</title><atom:summary>Does the butterfly remember mistakes, enemies he made, or lovers he had as a caterpillar? Does the frog still owe his debtors from his life as a tadpole? I went through a metamorphosis. I realize that now. Animals, reptiles, etc..., are not the only ones. I think we all do. It's a time in our lives when we shed who we are and transform into the 'me' of today. When I started this blog, I was </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/lqwFSxrm6so/catepillar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2009/06/catepillar.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-3412218678537136725</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 23:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-06T20:36:03.207-04:00</atom:updated><title>Michael Jackon's Death  - Our Lesson</title><atom:summary>To be honest, I don't remember a time when Michael Jackson's music wasn't apart of my life. Whenever he made an appearance on TV, I screamed. I cried. I got within blinding distance of the screen. I wanted to climb inside and be right next to him. When I became an adult, my innocence was lost but my love of the ultimate musical genius never faltered. And then the allegations began. Michael </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/7-ipqUG28VY/michael-jackons-death-our-lesson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eeoV1Jm0ew/SlKYTypIMGI/AAAAAAAACY0/t7J4eaMso-Q/s72-c/michael_jackson_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-jackons-death-our-lesson.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-5610098378543640623</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2009 04:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-04T00:38:14.774-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Health and Beauty</category><title>All Better Now...</title><atom:summary>Hello Everyone! It has been two months and one week since I had my UAE and I must say, I feel PERFECT! I've had a cycle since then and though the doctor said I may not see results right away, I was confident that I would. So, did the procedure make a difference in my symptoms? Let's see, I now go to the gym ANYTIME of the month. Last month, I started to feel a little discomfort and I thought to </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/M4gcWHZgoLs/all-better-now.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-better-now.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-215451373343444958</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 18:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T15:06:13.218-05:00</atom:updated><title>I Came Here With These Parts! - Part II</title><atom:summary>First and foremost, I would like to thank everyone for their tremendous response to "I Came Here With These Parts..." I really appreciated your supportive comments and your genuine desire to learn more about the condition of fibroids tumors. Thank you to those who were there for me in the hospital to give me water when I was thirsty and talk to me even when I fell into my "morphine drip induced" </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/VENmMvVQ2QQ/i-came-here-with-these-parts-part-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-came-here-with-these-parts-part-ii.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-1667459592704306870</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2009 13:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-30T10:11:37.551-05:00</atom:updated><title>I Came Here With These Parts and I'm Leaving With Them - No HYSTERECTOMY!</title><atom:summary>I wasn't going to blog about my personal medical situation because...well...it's a personal medical situation. When you tell the world all of your problems it can sometimes seem as if you're begging for attention. I realized, especially after going through this, that sharing my experience could actually help someone discover an alternativeAs you can see from the title,  I am 100% against any </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/6Oo5Ca7Y6kw/i-came-here-with-these-parts-and-im.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-came-here-with-these-parts-and-im.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-2504910718104855827</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 03:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-18T22:07:55.602-05:00</atom:updated><title>How I met...</title><atom:summary>If you've even JUST met me you know how much I LOVE Jay-Z. I mean I can't describe it here. You just have to know me...or better yet his talent to know.  I cannot believe I met him. I cannot believe that I actually shook his hand!!!!!!!! He touched me! If I weren't a semi-germaphobe I really would not have washed this hand. And he laughed because I came in the store with ALL of his CDs...He </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/FwHYwR-jI-A/how-i-met.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eeoV1Jm0ew/SXPuZfeIKHI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/sVIhJICOAjk/s72-c/Jay-Z.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-i-met.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-1456977711887805702</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jan 2009 01:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-18T22:38:40.342-05:00</atom:updated><title>Inaugural Concert 2009 - Not what you think...</title><atom:summary>Moses! Empty the Red Sea and fill it with my sisters and brothers of African, European, Irish, Palestinian, Indian, German, Russian, Spanish, and Asian descent to name a mere few. That describes the magnificent spectacle that was the Inaugural Concert today. The greatest melodic voices and musical minds of our generation and the generation before us came together to honor history in the making - </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/hb8G0wGVGxw/inaugural-concert-2009-not-what-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/inaugural-concert-2009-not-what-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-8781271578870004788</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 03:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-07T11:48:55.701-05:00</atom:updated><title>If You Don't Grow, You Die</title><atom:summary>Everyone I know has accomplished so much over the years. They have graduated college, started their own businesses, helped others to start their own business, gotten married, bought a home, bought a second home, became successful investors, received their Master's Degree, received or working toward their Doctorate degree, received every certification Microsoft has to offer, ran marathons, started</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/XCkw3vdwy4s/if-you-dont-grow-you-die.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-dont-grow-you-die.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928145740269484235.post-6552805658920546598</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 17:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-04T21:25:52.959-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Growth and Reflection</category><title>"The Wise Man Carries His Possessions Within Him"</title><atom:summary>We made it! We made it to 2009. Some of us barely with our shirts! 2008 was a tumultuous year filled with the sobering reality that all that glitters most certainly isn't gold. We watched multi-million dollar CEOs actually "worry" about their finances. The largest banks and business in our country had to grovel to the government for a handout. It all gave a new meaning to the phrase "crap rolls </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ALadyInProgress/~3/trrpE8GPMuA/wise-man-carries-his-possessions-within.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ms. Banks)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lip-lifeasithappens.blogspot.com/2009/01/wise-man-carries-his-possessions-within.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

