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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="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" gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEBR304eyp7ImA9WhRaFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3078761604974457199</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:07:36.333Z</updated><category term="childhood" /><category term="snow car" /><category term="warm" /><category term="dad" /><category term="independance" /><category term="non-alcoholic" /><category term="relationship" /><category term="respectful" /><category term="wedding" /><category term="gran" /><category term="montessori" /><category term="shopping" /><category term="song" /><category term="christmas" /><category term="caring" /><category term="relationships" /><category term="the full monty" /><category term="worrying" /><category term="abstaining" /><category term="singer songwriter" /><category term="reminising" /><category term="you" /><category term="snowman" /><category term="grannie" /><category term="snowy" /><category term="memories" /><category term="grandchildren" /><category term="helpful" /><category term="clothes" /><category term="drink" /><category term="family" /><category term="surrey" /><category term="mike willis" /><category term="dads" /><category term="Heinz" /><category term="loving" /><category term="lifetime" /><category term="friendly" /><category term="road" /><category term="superman" /><category term="special" /><category term="kids" /><category term="car" /><category term="friends" /><category term="giving up" /><category term="times" /><category term="children" /><category term="1960s" /><category term="icy" /><category term="crowds spirit of christmas" /><category term="wellies" /><category term="t total" /><category term="reunited" /><category term="croydon" /><category term="linedancing" /><category term="happy" /><category term="nanny" /><category term="time" /><category term="life" /><category term="nannie" /><category term="freezing" /><category term="beulah grove" /><category term="alcohol" /><category term="people" /><category term="catherine cookson" /><category term="ice" /><category term="nashville" /><category term="art of giving" /><category term="play" /><category term="waltons" /><category term="quality" /><category term="rescue" /><category term="Eastbourne" /><category term="songwriter" /><category term="singer" /><category term="snow" /><category term="love" /><category term="you tube" /><category term="wild horse cafe" /><title>Special Times</title><subtitle type="html">'My reflections on thoughts, feelings and experiences past and present. My search for personal growth and autonomy and emotional strength. Exploring how these relate to the transactional analysis TA model</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://special-times-family.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://special-times-family.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>Chrissie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10249480781897226552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2jatkEKw5A0/TOln2G-dp1I/AAAAAAAAABU/1ObWFOMjozA/S220/me.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</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/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SpecialTimes" /><feedburner:info uri="specialtimes" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUABRXo7eip7ImA9Wx9QGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3078761604974457199.post-1055268844476780432</id><published>2011-01-02T00:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:22:34.402Z</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-02T00:22:34.402Z</app:edited><title>My Resolution</title><content type="html">I resolve to be me, be who I want to be. Laugh and smile don&amp;#39;t let adversity get me down.  Enjoy life, every minute we only have one so make it worthwhile.  Give my time and energy to those I love. Endeavour to act with thought, care and love towards everyone I know and meet. Recognise I will make mistakes, I am human, forgive myself and learn from them. Communicate well, see, hear, feel and know the real and genuine needs of others and make them important to me. Make my own equally important to me. Live with love and for love. Resist attack and manipulation with strong and firm self protection and boundaries. Find happiness in being satisfied with who I am and grateful for the joys, experiences and opportunities I have to live my life well. 
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;over &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;2 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now without, I need to tackle my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sedentary lifestyle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and my eating of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too much sugar and bad carbs!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Now this is &lt;strong&gt;embrassing&lt;/strong&gt;, but I am shaming myself into &lt;strong&gt;action&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;It was the hardest thing to do after so long away..I knew that the non-compromising &lt;strong&gt;Wii&lt;/strong&gt;, would not give me an easy time after 172 days absence and I have been putting it off for months. So today I climbed on, gritted my teeth to find that I have now entered the&lt;strong&gt; 'obese'&lt;/strong&gt; category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So now I have set a new target to lose 1 stone in 1 month. And just to shame myself into action I am sharing the pictures of me&amp;nbsp;on the&amp;nbsp;Wii&amp;nbsp;this morning. Thanks Doni for doing the painful deed and taking these pics for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Aghh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Next Wii pic instalment 11th Jan 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Watch this space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3078761604974457199-5875494671177826660?l=special-times-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br&gt;My car was playing up. I couldn&amp;#39;t understand why the heater wasn&amp;#39;t working the garage told me to check the water, sure enough it was as low as low could be! 
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&lt;br&gt;Had a lovely visit and meal with mum on Wednesday night and last night went to Manuel&amp;#39;s, Tony had organised a surprise party for his 50th birthday. Amanda and Greg came with us. Amanda now lives with her husband Greg in Canada but they are in UK at moment for up to 2 years. 
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"&gt;BUT IT'S COLD - I've BEEN OUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"&gt;TAKING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"&gt;MORE SNOW PICTURES &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #9fc5e8; color: white; font-family: Arial; font-size: x-large;"&gt;FOR THE MEMORY BANK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Arial; font-size: large;"&gt;Our front garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Am I the only one these things seem to happen to consistently? Yesterday evening, I left work to go to a late home visit at 7pm. Noticed a no entry sign so did not turn into the road and took myself on a 'guess the alternative approach' route. So foolishly turned into a narrow cul de sac, on a slight hill, on a very icy road of compacted snow. The car would not reverse out. A few lovely street residents came out to help. I somehow managed to do a 20 point turn to turn the car around with a nice lady using a shovel trying to help. Once turned around, sadly the wheels just kept on spinning. Eventually left the car....called SUPERMAN and waited on main road for rescue. My wonderful rescuer, walked back to the car with me, he tried in 2nd gear, but still no movement. Eventually, SUPERMAN suggested that I climb on the bonnet and this worked to put the weight on the front tyres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;SO I KNEW THERE WAS A GOOD REASON WHY I HAVE PUT ON THOSE EXTRA TENS OF POUNDS ....USEFUL EH!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;thanks DONI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3078761604974457199-5314634247051503596?l=special-times-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Last night Erica was brill in full monty. Loved the show. &lt;br /&gt;
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Snow still settled outside, but don't think we are getting anymore tonight. &lt;br /&gt;
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Just been to Leon and nics, don helping leon with some DIY,&amp;nbsp; Lovely dinner guys...xx&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Theatre Royal Brighton. - Tomorrow 8:30 FINAL Performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3078761604974457199-1027727151033703124?l=special-times-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have 2 theories....antifreeze type stuff that takes the alcohol out of the wine????? or overdose of liquid matter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I did not recover until late Sunday afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Who has the answers???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3078761604974457199-5390740583983304344?l=special-times-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who else has given anything up,&amp;nbsp;and what was your experience?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3078761604974457199-646739321515463749?l=special-times-family.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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What a lovely song Mike wrote for Emily&lt;br /&gt;
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Darling I promise, right here in your arms, to love you forever from this moment on,&lt;br /&gt;
You're my revelation, you're my living proof, that two can be one and love can be true,&lt;br /&gt;
Now I'll spend a lifetime loving you...&amp;nbsp; mike willis....&lt;br /&gt;
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Listen to Mike at &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Just because I know about the real world doenst mean I have to accept it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My first granddaughter, Grace, was born on September 12th 2008. I first saw her at Christmas 2008 when she was 3 months old. She is so beautiful, the attachment was automatic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On May 4th 2009﻿, my second Granddaughter was born at just 24 weeks, this was a very difficult and worrying time for my son Will and his wife Fran. Seeing her for the first time at Southampton Neonatal Unit, I&amp;nbsp;didnt want to leave, I couldn't believe how tiny she was, Will's wedding&amp;nbsp;ring hung off her&amp;nbsp;little wrist. All I could do was stare and marvel at modern science and how&amp;nbsp;much the NHS had contributed to save her lovely little life. I have not posted her picture as I have not asked&amp;nbsp;for Will and Fran's&amp;nbsp;permission to do so, but she is as lovely and beautiful as my other two grandchildren. She is now 18 months old and I believe is&amp;nbsp;making very good progress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I didn't see&amp;nbsp;Ben and Grace&amp;nbsp;again until&amp;nbsp;Grace was 11 months old, when I visited Nashville in August 2009. It was amazing, she came to me and smiled immediately we met. I had a lot of fun line dancing with Ben at the&amp;nbsp;Wildhorse cafe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then again, I had to wait for almost a year before I saw&amp;nbsp;the family&amp;nbsp;again in July this year when Emily, Michael, Ben and Grace visited&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;UK for&amp;nbsp;three weeks. We had such fun with&amp;nbsp;all the children, it was heartbreaking to say goodbye to them all at the airport, but we see them all again in May when Doni and I are going for another visit to Nashville. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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