<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 07 Sep 2024 02:20:31 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Me Myself and I</category><category>My People</category><category>What do You think?</category><category>Holidays</category><category>Animals</category><category>Health</category><category>teenagers</category><category>Humor</category><category>Funny Stories</category><category>depression</category><category>work</category><category>Outside</category><category>Random</category><category>Heath and Beauty</category><category>Step Kids</category><category>Tag Game</category><category>blogs</category><category>job</category><category>parenting</category><category>Holidays. Humor</category><category>Mothers</category><category>earn money blogging</category><category>life</category><category>old</category><category>projects</category><category>quizes</category><category>seasons</category><category>wrestling</category><title>Women Changing Their World</title><description>One day at a time&#xa;A place for women to come&#xa;and learn from each other</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-7968592926024971593</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2015 12:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-11-19T06:30:42.393-06:00</atom:updated><title>Stress</title><description>webster&#39;s definition: a state of mental or emotional strain or tension resulting from adverse or very demanding circumstances.

If you look this up it also includes my name beside it: Michelle &quot;stress&quot; Morgan. I stay stressed out and I don&#39;t know why. My doctor told me yesterday that I worry too much which causes stress that leads to depression and anxiety. He suggested I go to church. LOL! Have you ever heard of a doctor telling you to go to church? Well..it&#39;s not a bad idea. I am beginning to see the benefits of positive thinking, prayer and meditation. I just have a hard time making the time to do it. Time to go get ready for work before the baby wakes up....now I&#39;m stressing!!!

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My sweet baby girl.</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2013/07/baby-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmQEv1MaTQtAO8IQEBoHEZ_szzKpWgcfFwKkMJgzNx7V4_HLgSgrCEmRyHQgAaiX7m6EuPpsV8rv1YXX3GN5_QukT5ps_WBrbREFwa117lIYEpTw8EfBcMDlmX9D6OJmHpriHsUCAiyuA/s72-c/20130527_162844.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-5787710667936292320</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Apr 2013 19:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-18T14:42:07.513-05:00</atom:updated><title>What happened to all of the pictures?</title><description>So I thought I would start this thing back up. I looked at it today and all of the photos are blanked out with a gray box with a white line through it. What&#39;s up with that? How do I fix this? Is anyone out there? Beuler...</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2013/04/what-happened-to-all-of-pictures.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-1968390699654974863</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2012 20:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-20T14:17:54.801-06:00</atom:updated><title>Depressed Again?</title><description>This is ridiculous! I cannot get myself out of the funk. I went to the gym and walked on the treadmill, I sat in the sunlight, I read jokes but nothing is helping. I hate depression. I hate that I have it. I hate the doctor who told me I had it and put me on meds 15 years ago and that now I can&#39;t seem to live without them.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2012/02/depressed-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-3921981112765078871</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2012 19:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-12-16T08:40:04.983-06:00</atom:updated><title>balance blah blah</title><description>I feel horrible right now. I&#39;m so down on myself. I&#39;m fat, work is stressful, house is dirty, car battery died....I mean what else can happen??? Oh yeah, the cat bit me.&lt;br /&gt;
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Balance. What does that mean? How do you get it? I can&#39;t seem to find it. If I focus in on something to make it better then I ignore everything else. If I focus really hard on work to get ahead then I can&#39;t clean my house or want to go do anything with my kids. If I get my house spotless, clothes washed, etc then I am behind on work. I&#39;m depressed. This sucks. Somebody throw me a bone.&lt;br /&gt;
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signed, not the high wire act</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2012/02/balance-blah-blah.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-7165257055428265136</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2012 19:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-14T13:27:57.019-06:00</atom:updated><title>Day 64....</title><description>Did not live up to Day 1.</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-64.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-8926253845348857269</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2011 14:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-31T08:52:50.591-06:00</atom:updated><title>Day 1</title><description>&lt;u&gt;Stopped drinking wine&lt;/u&gt;. I believe this has become a problem for me not to mention it&#39;s not healthy. To make a large statement about it I threw away the bottle of wine that was in the fridge in front of my boyfriend. (he wasn&#39;t very impressed).&lt;br /&gt;
To take it&#39;s place as an evening stress reliever - winedown, I will walk. Not run, not jog, just simply walk and see how far that will take me.&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;m 45 years old and it&#39;s time (past time!) for me to begin living healthier. One step at a time. Here&#39;s my creed to live by now.....&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Today is the first day of the rest of my life....&lt;br /&gt;
Time to get busy living or get busy dying...&lt;br /&gt;
...my choice.&quot;</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/day-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-4854318656264425063</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2011 15:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-30T09:29:38.787-06:00</atom:updated><title>not in the mood</title><description>Sitting here at my kitchen table with laptop and 5,000 scattered pieces of paper trying to work. My brain just won&#39;t focus. There is a painter working on my house and my cat is jumping all over my papers so excited about the work going on outside.&lt;br /&gt;
There is a sink full of dirty dishes sitting behind me and a pile of laundry to my left.&lt;br /&gt;
Can somebody just shoot me now?&lt;br /&gt;
POW!</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-in-mood.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-4754047019701258823</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2011 22:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-29T16:28:40.759-06:00</atom:updated><title>Today is the first day of the rest of your life...</title><description>I&#39;m not sure why I&#39;m writing today. I actually have nothing to say. However I feel I must push myself to write and express feelings through my little fingers on this keyboard. I guess I can just tell you about my day.&lt;br /&gt;
6am: woke up. (always a good thing)&lt;br /&gt;
8am: checked emails (pretend to be working)&lt;br /&gt;
11am: ate a bacon sandwich (low-cal, right?)&lt;br /&gt;
2pm: went to grocery store!&lt;br /&gt;
3pm: had a phone meeting with prospective client (thumbs up!)&lt;br /&gt;
3:30pm: had a disappointing call with a current client who&#39;s order got all messed up. (not so nice)&lt;br /&gt;
4:00pm: Poured my first glass of wine for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;
4:27pm: Began to write about it in my blog post.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wow...could this day have been any brighter?? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/today-is-first-day-of-rest-of-your-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-3219475203438424501</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 19:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-28T13:39:18.876-06:00</atom:updated><title>So...what&#39;s new with you....</title><description>New year, new you? How many times have I said that to my self? What does it really take to make positive changes in one&#39;s life? I mean come on, why does it have to be so freaking hard?&lt;br /&gt;
You know what I&#39;m talking about. Eating right, exercising, keeping up with current events and fashions! Doing all of these things while still doing our job (stressful one at that), taking care of kids (the teenaged kind-worst) and managing expenses while keeping the house always looking &quot;presentable&quot; GIVE ME A BREAK!&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m tired. I&#39;m looking for some kind of cure-all! Who has all of the answers? I welcome comments.&lt;br /&gt;
PS-I need to lose 30lbs too. Give me some tips on that too! As you see below I am praying to the green leaves of the giant bamboo forest for guidance and patience. I don&#39;t think its working....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/sowhats-new-with-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LNNZ8_R5g2M/TvtwEtTM8_I/AAAAAAAABGs/vZpLZhvUILU/s72-c/Bamboo+Forest-Prattville+Dtown+065.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-2428662860064290288</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2011 17:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-16T11:45:54.374-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Animals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">job</category><title>ho-hum</title><description>My day sucks. it&#39;s raining-tornado and thunderstorms. That kind of weather depresses me. :(&lt;br /&gt;
My cat is on my nerves. I can&#39;t get any work done because she wants to claw my feet or jump on my laptop. I&#39;m thinking today that she may make a lovely hat.&lt;br /&gt;
meow!</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/ho-hum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-3551466437232848536</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2011 20:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-15T14:53:05.783-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">job</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parenting</category><title></title><description>Since I am trying to write something every day (even if I have nothing to say) here is my post on Day 2 of getting back on the blog train.&lt;br /&gt;
Here is a brief overview of what has happened to me over this past year:&lt;br /&gt;
Got new boyfriend (he&#39;s a hottie)&lt;br /&gt;
My youngest son turned 16 - got drivers license. - a little stressful&lt;br /&gt;
Sent my oldest son off to college - stressful&lt;br /&gt;
Changes positions within my company - more stress now!&lt;br /&gt;
Went to N.O. for first time to see Mardi Gras&lt;br /&gt;
Went to Las Vegas for 2nd time - Yes both Sin Cities in the same year. I&#39;m still trying to bath off all of the filth.&lt;br /&gt;
Went parasailing for the first time ever with my 16 year old son - he was braver than I!&lt;br /&gt;
Gained 15 more pounds&lt;br /&gt;
Lost 20 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;
Gained 20 pounds back :(&lt;br /&gt;
Got a new kitten - she is the devil dressed up as a kitten&lt;br /&gt;
Got a new hair cut&lt;br /&gt;
Well I guess that about sums it up. I&#39;m sure there are some other events sprinkled in there that I have forgotten but if anything of real interest returns to my feeble old brain I will make sure and post about it! Here are some pictures to go with my timeline.&lt;br /&gt;
See ya tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;
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Hi my name is Michelle and I am a returning blogger. I fell off the wagon wheel (love that song by the way) of blogging and I&#39;m going to try to climb back on. In the meantime, please enjoy the music. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;315&quot; src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/1gX1EP6mG-E&quot; width=&quot;420&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-happened-between-40-and-45.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/1gX1EP6mG-E/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-5455331591796912024</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jun 2011 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-06-06T12:01:50.035-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parenting</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teenagers</category><title>Teens lose hearing around age 15</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ve3_1NEWT0/Te0Hvk6x1GI/AAAAAAAABEM/PuJEsk14BYA/s1600/Austin%2Bat%2BBfast%2BAlaska%2Btrip.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615152824346334306&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ve3_1NEWT0/Te0Hvk6x1GI/AAAAAAAABEM/PuJEsk14BYA/s320/Austin%2Bat%2BBfast%2BAlaska%2Btrip.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Austin, Austin, AUSTIN!!! Is that you in the kitchen? (asked for the 4th time-from where I&#39;m sitting in the living room which is right next to kitchen) Finally, a very small weak &quot;yes&quot; comes from the kitchen- sounded like a tiny squeaky mouse. Why aren&#39;t you answering me? &quot;I didn&#39;t hear you&quot;; he said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So do they hear and ignore on purpose or have the truly tuned out the sound of our voices? His hearing seems to come and go. He can hear me when I say &quot;do you want to order a pizza?&quot; or &quot;do you need some money?&quot; It&#39;s other times like when I say&quot; can you clean the kitchen?&quot; or things like pick up your clothes, take out the trash and did you feed the dog that he becomes stone deaf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worry. I hope there is a cure for his sudden onsets of deafness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2011/06/teens-lose-hearing-around-age-15.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_ve3_1NEWT0/Te0Hvk6x1GI/AAAAAAAABEM/PuJEsk14BYA/s72-c/Austin%2Bat%2BBfast%2BAlaska%2Btrip.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-2830523761965503371</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2011 12:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-04T06:12:35.490-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me Myself and I</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Outside</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teenagers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">work</category><title>so far....</title><description>Well my second post of 2011. How exciting! well...sorta. I know I can get back into the swing of things if I keep moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;Let&#39;s take a look at my life:&lt;br /&gt;Work: so, so. I enjoy my co-workers, I like my boss, what I do...not so much. The people make it fun for me.&lt;br /&gt;Social: I don&#39;t have many girlfriends. I don&#39;t know why either. I suppose because all of my time is divided between my two boys and my boyfriend. I would like to have my girl time.&lt;br /&gt;Relationship: Clint is a wonderful man. Our relationship is a long distance one (hour apart) but we do enjoy our time together and always look forward to seeing each other. I want to see us grow.&lt;br /&gt;Child Rearing: This is the toughest area of my life but also the most important one. Teenagers are very very very difficult. I strive to improve in this area every day. I love my two boys. I always say &quot;One is my heart the other is my soul&quot; :)&lt;br /&gt;Things I want to do more of:&lt;br /&gt;Exercise, outdoors stuff, home decor, girlfriend time, visiting my parents, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay...I know this stuff is totally boring but this is where  have to start. I will get better as I go along. For now, this is my way of sorting out my life and thinking ahead. I hope to do that in a more entertaining way soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Blogging,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-far.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-5423443572955057285</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2011 23:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-02T17:44:56.309-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Heath and Beauty</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me Myself and I</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teenagers</category><title>New Year, New You?</title><description>I have not written in quite some time. I&#39;m not sure why. I believe I just ran out of things to say. Since this is a new year I thought I would pick it back up again. (I guess have some things to say now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALOT has happened from end of 2009 to today. I broke off a 4.5 year relationship, lost weight, gained it back, fell in love again and have so far lived through the trials and tribulations of raising two teen aged boys. My oldest is 18 and the day he turned it he thought he was the total master of his domain. I couldn&#39;t believe had given birth to such a creature. He was horrible. Thing are now finally calming down ( I hope). My youngest, 15 years old, has fallen in love. He is on cloud 9 when she is around. It&#39;s a little bit scary for me. I&#39;m not ready for grand parenthood. I need both of them to graduate college so they can take care of me! At least that is what I keep telling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a guy on Face book that I went to high school with back in the dark ages. He are both divorced with two boys. We&#39;ve been together 7 months as so far so good. He lives an hour away from me but the distance seems to work out okay. It makes the time we do get to spend together more special and we don&#39;t take each other for granted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things I&#39;d like to accomplish for 2011 but I hate setting New Year&#39;s Resolutions. So I will call them &quot;do-overs&quot; Below is a list of my &quot;do-overs&quot;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lose weight (doesn&#39;t everybody say that?)&lt;br /&gt;2. Exercise regularly (again....)&lt;br /&gt;3. Learn something new....skill, a language, art or history...haven&#39;t decided exactly what yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s it! If I do these 3 things it will lead me to many great things I believe. When I feel better about myself and I feel healthy I can get so much more accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year Bloggers! Cheers to new beginnings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Michelle</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-new-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-4232488275898666357</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-03T15:23:28.251-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">seasons</category><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/Sseynu8RREI/AAAAAAAABCA/l-zruVOsNBs/s1600-h/dirtroad4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/Sseynu8RREI/AAAAAAAABCA/l-zruVOsNBs/s400/dirtroad4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388471874857550914&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fall!  Cooler weather has finally arrived. This is my favorite time of the year.</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-fall-cooler-weather-has-finally.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/Sseynu8RREI/AAAAAAAABCA/l-zruVOsNBs/s72-c/dirtroad4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-93615348417543103</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 11:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T07:32:01.894-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teenagers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">work</category><title>Teenager expects Pancakes</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/SqzlwjiuiqI/AAAAAAAABBA/kBt8jxqDBmU/s1600-h/pancakes.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380928277138279074&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/SqzlwjiuiqI/AAAAAAAABBA/kBt8jxqDBmU/s400/pancakes.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son spends the night with one of his friends. When he comes home he asked me why I don&#39;t get up on Saturdays and cook him pancakes and bacon like his friend&#39;s mom does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the lecture began....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&#39;m sorry, but I work all day-all week long. I get up every morning at 5:30 and prepare your breakfast, come home and take care of as much laundry and housework that I can while making sure you boys have your homework done and take care of any of school stuff that is due the next day. I have to fix supper (which sometimes is a grilled cheese and can of soup) feed the dog and the cat because no one else will do it.&lt;/em&gt; hint hint.&lt;em&gt; That is why i don&#39;t get up early on Saturdays and fix pancakes. As a matter of fact, you should be getting up fixing ME pancakes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, he says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/teenager-expects-pancakes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/SqzlwjiuiqI/AAAAAAAABBA/kBt8jxqDBmU/s72-c/pancakes.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-945319149795709772</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 15:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T12:46:08.536-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">depression</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Humor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me Myself and I</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">What do You think?</category><title>Dull, duller and dullest....</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/Sqvd28XHVsI/AAAAAAAABA4/WDJXYAEgE5s/s1600-h/Austin%27s+Bday+and+Kittens+009.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/Sqvd28XHVsI/AAAAAAAABA4/WDJXYAEgE5s/s400/Austin%27s+Bday+and+Kittens+009.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380638115809941186&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did I become so dull? I was just sitting here analyzing my day to day routine and realized that all I do is work, parent two teenagers (very hard), clean house and pay bills. That is my life in a nutshell. Where&#39;s the fun? Where&#39;s the excitement? The most excitement I&#39;ve had in a while is when my cat gave birth to her kittens. Can you believe it? When I die my tombstone will say &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;here lies the dullest person to ever live&quot;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time for a change. I need to try sky diving, bungee jumping, deep sea fishing....something!&lt;br /&gt;Please give me some suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do most 43 year old women (single moms) do for fun? I need a hobby. What kind of hobby can I take up? I will admit right now that I have a short attention span and I get bored quickly. I&#39;m probably ADD.  I feel I have an adventurous spirit, but I have this other side that is do darn responsible and logical. I talk myself in of and out things all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been this way my whole life. Wanting to find adventure and freedom, then turning down opportunities because I felt &quot;needed&quot; where I was. I feel like I have an internal struggle going on at all time. My heart goes one way buy my mind stays planted where it&#39;s at and says &quot;no,no, you can&#39;t do that&quot;.  So I end up on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have become a couch potato with the butt to prove it. I sit in my chair at work all day long, then come home and sit on the couch or lie in bed. Depressing, huh? I can&#39;t figure out if I am depressed most of time or just plain lazy. My mother would probably agree with the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help! What do you do for fun? Send me your favorite hobbies or activities!</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/dull-duller-and-dullest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/Sqvd28XHVsI/AAAAAAAABA4/WDJXYAEgE5s/s72-c/Austin%27s+Bday+and+Kittens+009.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-7236654327807067410</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 12:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-11T07:14:47.201-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Holidays</category><title>Remembering</title><description>So what is today all about? Remembrance. That was a horrible day in US history.  I&#39;ve never witnessed such tragedy in my lifetime before or since.  My heart goes out to all of those families affected by 9/11.  Things like that should never happen to us, or anybody on God&#39;s Green Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get ready for work, yuck, but I felt I needed to post a little something today in remembering that day. I hope everybody has a good day and a wonderful weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless Everyone.</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/remembering.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-7856742040737953625</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2009 21:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-09T16:24:58.021-05:00</atom:updated><title>Small world</title><description>I wish something funny would happen so I would have something to write about. Lately everything has been sad. Summer heat makes everyone irritable too.  I hate the heat. Why do I live in the South? I guess because it is where I was born and raised and I never had enough gumption to get up and go some where else. Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking today about how small my world really is. It seems to get smaller with age.  People are complicated and take a lot of energy to deal with. The more people I meet the less I like people.  Now don&#39;t get me wrong, there are people I love. Just because I love them doesn&#39;t mean I have to like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High tech world today-it&#39;s supposed to make our world larger-&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt;-every body &quot;wireless&quot; now, funny, it is making it smaller. So small that we don&#39;t even stop to say hi to some one on the street or hand write a letter to a friend who moved far away. So small that we don&#39;t leave our back yards or invite neighbors into our yards. We would rather hop online and see who is twittering about what rather than pick up the phone and call our aging parents to see how they are doing. Nothing is quick enough for us. Faster fast food, faster &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; connection, faster, faster, faster. I would like to slow down. just for awhile and be still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just be still.</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wish-something-funny-would-happen-so.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-1640187189099888754</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 13:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-09T08:42:33.115-05:00</atom:updated><title>Working too hard</title><description>Work is hard, teenagers are hard, relationships are hard. Is there anything in life that we can call easy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what is easy, gaining weight, drinking too much, getting wrinkles, and going in to debt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, yes, I&#39;m glum. Sorry for the negative mood. If anybody out there has any words of encouragement for me, I would deeply appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks blogger buddies!</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/working-too-hard.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-2253473681271226611</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 13:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-14T08:45:47.027-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me Myself and I</category><title>Vacation time over</title><description>&lt;div&gt;I did make it to the &quot;fake&quot; beach on Tuesday. It was actually very peaceful. The sun played peek-a-boo with the clouds which kept everything cool and breezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I slept half of the day. Wow! Some vacation this is turning out to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I have to attend meetings for half the day, so I guess today is officially my last day of time off. What a bummer. I could really use about 2 weeks. Life is cruel, then you die or you make faces like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/Sgwfe-RoP-I/AAAAAAAABAw/8OiFtEVa0Mk/s1600-h/Camp+Out+016.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335674275500670946&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/Sgwfe-RoP-I/AAAAAAAABAw/8OiFtEVa0Mk/s400/Camp+Out+016.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacation-time-over.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/Sgwfe-RoP-I/AAAAAAAABAw/8OiFtEVa0Mk/s72-c/Camp+Out+016.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-8304176032502938846</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 15:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-12T10:26:56.608-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me Myself and I</category><title>Feeling a little Beachy</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/SgmUobyztGI/AAAAAAAABAo/bAlW5ug3L7A/s1600-h/hammick.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334958655973602402&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/SgmUobyztGI/AAAAAAAABAo/bAlW5ug3L7A/s400/hammick.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to go to the state park and lie on the fake beach. I was going to pretend I was at the real beach in Florida. Unfortunately, the sun is not out today. It&#39;s cloudy...that pisses me off. I&#39;m trying to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; my time off of work but mother nature is just not cooperating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cleaned house already. The grass needs cutting but I don&#39;t feel like getting all stinky and dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I going to do? BORED and BROKE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should get in my car and drive 5 hours to the beach and come home when the sun goes down. The only problem with that idea is that I would fall asleep behind the wheel on the way home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suggestions are welcomed and donations accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-little-beachy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/SgmUobyztGI/AAAAAAAABAo/bAlW5ug3L7A/s72-c/hammick.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8822379982792525963.post-1358633268638113451</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 16:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-11T11:21:34.939-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Humor</category><title>Hello-did I miss anything?</title><description>Well, I guess everyone thought I fell off the face of the earth. It feels like it sometimes. I&#39;ve had a lot of personal issues to combat lately and I guess I just disconnected from everything and everyone. I want to reach out again to the land of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;blogville&lt;/span&gt; and catch up on what&#39;s been happening. I&#39;m not sure how great these next few posts will be, I think I &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; lost my touch (as if I ever had one!). I saw this poster today and wanted to share with you all. I think it sums up what I&#39;ve been feeling like lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/SghN7A-kswI/AAAAAAAABAg/KT-2x4R6TiA/s1600-h/life-life-screws-you-it-sometimes-demotivational-poster-1226444530[1].jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334599434890425090&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 374px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/SghN7A-kswI/AAAAAAAABAg/KT-2x4R6TiA/s400/life-life-screws-you-it-sometimes-demotivational-poster-1226444530%5B1%5D.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope no one else has had it this hard lately. I realize it&#39;s time to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;toughin&lt;/span&gt; up my &quot;shell&quot; and take life by the &quot;yolk&quot;. I know life can be sunny-side up again if I just get to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;crackin&lt;/span&gt;! (&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;beware the above paragraph may be filled with very unfunny attempts at puns relating to the above picture. should you feel you have been exposed to the unfunny puns, hang up immediately and call a friend who really does have a good sense of humor or simply log on to their blog for real humor.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://womenchangingtheirworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/hello-did-i-miss-anything.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michelle huey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E1xTFIf256o/SghN7A-kswI/AAAAAAAABAg/KT-2x4R6TiA/s72-c/life-life-screws-you-it-sometimes-demotivational-poster-1226444530%5B1%5D.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>