tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514Thu, 01 Dec 2011 06:13:29 +0000Felidae/Kat KapersBlog me an Essaywhat I believeTherablog/BlogapySense/SensualityLarryMarriage/FamilyMinistryMisc.'nMemeall.things.2.all.peopleI'm doing my best. It's just that I keep trying to be all things to all people.http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)Blogger92125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-5383360740172597927Wed, 30 Nov 2011 03:52:00 +00002011-11-29T20:37:50.225-08:00Emmanuel?Tap, tap. Is this thing on? Anybody there? Yeah.  I thought so.  Here it is Advent again.  I find myself struggling for inspiration as I consider the second Sunday. Peace.  Hummmpf.....  Oh!  Yes.... yes. The inspiration came as I was writing that first bit.  Let's try this: Occupy us, O God, that we may know P E A C E. I guess I'll be offending the conservatives again. Nevermind http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/b9ZGxMIKXbc/emmanuel.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=b9ZGxMIKXbc:qhLHVh1qrAk:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/b9ZGxMIKXbc" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2011/11/emmanuel.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-6434021218457511288Wed, 30 Mar 2011 21:05:00 +00002011-03-31T00:08:50.226-07:00Lurking, Disengagement, and StuffI have been lurking on my own blog. I don't know what I expect to happen-- perhaps that a new post will magically appear? Funny, that. I suspect that I will have to write a new post if I want one to appear. I figure that if I'm lurking maybe somebody else is, too? Or not.I skipped my annual Ash Wednesday hit and run. I haven't felt particularly theologically/spiritually centered lately. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/IUrRdXgY-qk/lurking-disengagement-and-stuff.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=IUrRdXgY-qk:swyoqROwknc:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/IUrRdXgY-qk" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2011/03/lurking-disengagement-and-stuff.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-7893875783530001427Fri, 14 Jan 2011 03:20:00 +00002011-01-13T19:47:18.049-08:00what I believeMinistryTherablog/BlogapyFitting it all on one screenMy life is not a one screen life, nobody's is.However, I do like the template editor that allowed me to change the margins of my text boxes. Expanding the margins makes a long post seem shorter and a short post seem pithy, don't you think?With my posting patterns, I'd better be both pithy and occasionally profound. At the very least, it had better all fit on one screen.At this moment, the personhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/han50wofw7E/fitting-it-all-on-one-screen.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=han50wofw7E:7DJE7xeiqWQ:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/han50wofw7E" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2011/01/fitting-it-all-on-one-screen.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-2546528727594570485Thu, 27 May 2010 16:28:00 +00002010-05-27T09:53:55.003-07:00Therablog/Blogapyinsecure much?It has come to my attention, once again, that I am horribly insecure. Horribly. Little things can send me right over the edge. I don't trust people when they say that I did a good job or that I look pretty or that I am smart. I surround myself with people who love me, yet I am plagued by this notion that nobody really loves me at all. I think I am doing the right thing and then I second http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/_gw6nxNogTo/insecure-much.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)4<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=_gw6nxNogTo:qbHT8zjkzBo:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/_gw6nxNogTo" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2010/05/insecure-much.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-6148942228154560056Wed, 17 Mar 2010 10:49:00 +00002010-03-17T04:18:13.731-07:00what I believeTherablog/Blogapybeauty and terrorGod speaks to each of us as he makes us,then walks with us silently out of the night.These are the words we dimly hear:You, sent out beyond your recall,go to the limits of your longing.Embody me.Flare up like flameand make big shadows I can move in.Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.Just keep going. No feeling is final.Don't let yourself lose me.Nearby is the country they call http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/t06gvzmvMmc/beauty-and-terror.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=t06gvzmvMmc:0A3t0CppoWw:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/t06gvzmvMmc" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2010/03/beauty-and-terror.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-8675938080021717409Thu, 18 Feb 2010 04:24:00 +00002010-02-17T20:38:16.685-08:00what I believeMinistryFrom Dust Have I Come, To Dust Shall I ReturnA moment in earthly time evaporates into eternity. So the gift is Love, love and compassionate service. It is the sacrament, the flame, the refining fire. It is penitence, earnest returning to God. It is hope. It is the shadows made by the flame. It is the flicker of recognition and the moment of forgetting. It is belonging and being. It is community and continuity. It is recognizing that http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/i8q3Td6_21k/from-dust-have-i-come-to-dust-shall-i.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)3<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=i8q3Td6_21k:pXN2SPr6spQ:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/i8q3Td6_21k" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2010/02/from-dust-have-i-come-to-dust-shall-i.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-3737228446617310820Tue, 16 Feb 2010 06:11:00 +00002010-02-15T23:23:51.174-08:00what I believeMinistryOnce a year, much?I come here more often than you would think, since I never add anything new. I come to visit the blogs in my sidebar. I come to reread what I wanted you to read about my life. Sometimes I reread your comments. But more often than not, I simply ponder what it means to put something into the ether and know that people will either read it or not. Will comment or not. Will care or not. For a http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/qZN_5Ty1HeE/once-year-much.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=qZN_5Ty1HeE:PW6WX52WDI4:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/qZN_5Ty1HeE" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2010/02/once-year-much.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-2323495198994793674Fri, 27 Feb 2009 00:38:00 +00002009-02-26T23:57:18.902-08:00what I believeBlog me an EssayMinistryLarryreal life stuffLent is here again. I was smudged with ashes last night, preached a sermon, felt inadequate. I didn't feel inadequate because of the day, though maybe I should. Rather, last night I felt inadequate to my task as priest/pastor/preacher. That doesn't happen to me very often anymore. I love my work and it seems to love me. Once in a rare while, though, it all feels a little foreign and I feel http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/1-9KChhA_mI/real-life-stuff.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)7<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=1-9KChhA_mI:BAJ639rBJHA:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/1-9KChhA_mI" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2009/02/real-life-stuff.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-9086795965525786662Wed, 07 Jan 2009 21:36:00 +00002009-01-07T13:42:34.496-08:00what I believeSense/SensualityThe Room in My HeartThis room-in-my-heart is one of those Mexican papier mache dioramas, a Kahlo-esque, Dia de los Meurtos shrine in blood red, its primary colors practically dripping with the juice of pulverized blueberries and the thick yellow of rotting papaya; the inner seeds articulated, black and velvety. Vivid it is-- vivid and disturbing-- folk art simple; yet, the orange-red complexity, the midnight depth,http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/JIcd0nIYt00/room-in-my-heart.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)3<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=JIcd0nIYt00:zpXRqsvkdEs:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/JIcd0nIYt00" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2009/01/room-in-my-heart.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-836228822249482857Wed, 26 Nov 2008 06:59:00 +00002008-11-25T23:03:54.639-08:00Therablog/Blogapy...belonging to Robert FrostThe Road Not TakenTwo roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth.Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;Though as for that the passing thereHad worn them really about the same.And both that morning http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/0tS6rNUm9Lc/belonging-to-robert-frost.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)3<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=0tS6rNUm9Lc:cVs651v_0x0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/0tS6rNUm9Lc" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/11/belonging-to-robert-frost.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-8119884921645875798Sat, 20 Sep 2008 14:12:00 +00002008-09-20T07:21:11.395-07:00morningIt is morning and I still miss myself. Today starts early. I am facilitating a planning and visioning retreat for a church other than my own. It is still cool out and the cement outside my apartment is still damp from the 2:00 AM sprinklers. The kitty nudges my typing fingers for petting. I have already changed the sheets, watered the plants and will shower soon. My eyes aren't quite in http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/7oMrc3M5LiE/morning.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=7oMrc3M5LiE:is_jlPeitbs:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/7oMrc3M5LiE" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/09/morning.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-3636837688332957920Sat, 20 Sep 2008 06:38:00 +00002008-09-19T23:40:14.407-07:00missing youMy secret is that I miss myself. I was going to put it on Post Secret, but I decided to put it here, instead. Where on earth have I gone?http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/6no84Xcsyqw/missing-you.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=6no84Xcsyqw:06kQHhIUlUM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/6no84Xcsyqw" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/09/missing-you.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-6784032447600992071Tue, 12 Aug 2008 19:05:00 +00002008-08-12T12:25:03.001-07:00I used to be a bloggerJust now, I was contemplating the tiny, droopy arugula leaves I planted in one of the pots outside of my apartment. I planted them just this morning. When I pulled them out of their plastic container, the roots at the bottom were mulshy with mud. No doubt without sun these little baby leaves will yellow, shrivel, and die. Trying to avoid such a tragedy, I rearranged them and aired the rootshttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/qJD4-AgnLTA/i-used-to-be-blogger.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)5<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=qJD4-AgnLTA:GIADoPUkLBI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/qJD4-AgnLTA" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-used-to-be-blogger.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-4595179494641560209Tue, 27 May 2008 18:32:00 +00002008-12-11T04:23:58.569-08:00WaitingI've started playing with Facebook. It is such a trip to announce things about myself, to choose my skin, so to speak; to state whether or not I drank coffee in the morning or whether I managed my yoga practice with some kind of integrity; to say what games I play, what music I like; to be in contact with people; to choose a picture of myself that reflects a moment or the way I want people to http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/ceKH-frn45Q/waiting.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)10<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=ceKH-frn45Q:60I0XrfOhZs:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/ceKH-frn45Q" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/05/waiting.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-7880366564771445774Thu, 15 May 2008 19:41:00 +00002008-05-15T12:47:46.335-07:00Notable News from a Delinquent BloggerThe California Supreme Courtvoted to overturn the ban on gay marriagetoday! About time, I say!This news moved me so much that I actually cried in the middle of what I was doing. I just cried. In the store. More soon, my friends! (I promise!)Meanwhile:Let Justice roll down like waters and Righteousness like an every flowing stream! -Amos 5: 24http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/DOGxIWHrRqQ/notable-news-from-delinquent-blogger.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)5<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=DOGxIWHrRqQ:xz8os0efKI0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/DOGxIWHrRqQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/05/notable-news-from-delinquent-blogger.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-6760696191006059365Mon, 28 Apr 2008 14:32:00 +00002008-04-28T08:10:13.014-07:00meeting friends...... for the first timeI had the opportunity to meet a blog friend yesterday thanks to a cool and crafty mutual friend who figured out that we were both in the same room. Several text messages later, we were talking in real life. This experience was surprisingly cool.Here are a few observations:1. Seeing this mutual friend, an old acquaintance, after many years, whose blog I read is really weird. We've both http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/aF9d8k5XIu0/meeting-friends-for-first-time.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)4<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=aF9d8k5XIu0:CvI9voIuuK4:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/aF9d8k5XIu0" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/04/meeting-friends-for-first-time.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-7096261738807370448Fri, 04 Apr 2008 15:46:00 +00002008-12-11T04:23:58.607-08:00Story in Six WordsDoris Rose has tagged me for the six word meme.(Click on her name for the meme rules if you've been tagged! Thanks.)*Here it is:Fishing for the edge of sanity.Sequel:Don't make me send my monkeys!Prequel:Moonlighting by dayStarlit at night.So, on that weird note, I am going to post this and hope that you all don't think I've gone stark, raving mad. Except that I have. I totally miss you guys http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/uGGoEw956OI/story-in-six-words.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)6<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=uGGoEw956OI:-l2doFTHO8s:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/uGGoEw956OI" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/04/story-in-six-words.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-2236402467850466827Thu, 20 Mar 2008 05:48:00 +00002008-12-11T04:23:58.974-08:00MinistryTherablog/BlogapyHoly What?How to start after three weeks!? I recently chose to "Blog Without Obligation" which, technically, means that I am not supposed to feel guilty when I haven't blogged for a while. The talisman graphic is over there on the right. It doesn't work. I feel guilty. I felt guilty when I slunk away from my writing group today telling people that my life is currently too complicated to blog. Sorryhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/GDktHvDGiWQ/holy-what.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)9<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=GDktHvDGiWQ:fSP2DG6MnTM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/GDktHvDGiWQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/03/holy-what.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-3369398322708175926Wed, 27 Feb 2008 17:02:00 +00002008-02-28T12:55:42.648-08:00what I believeSense/SensualityBlog me an EssayA Letter to Rilke--an exerciseI live my life in growing orbits,which move out over the things of the world. Perhaps I can never achieve the last,but that will be my attempt.I am circling around God, around the ancient tower,and I have been circling for a thousand years.And I still don't know if I am a falcon,Or a storm, or a great song.-Rainer Maria RilkeDear Rainer,Must we know--ever know-- whether we are birds of prey or http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/FaLiTeZfnHU/letter-to-rilke-exercise.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)15<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=FaLiTeZfnHU:RX7jl9CTzwM:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/FaLiTeZfnHU" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/02/letter-to-rilke-exercise.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-261315569313045879Wed, 20 Feb 2008 17:24:00 +00002008-12-11T04:23:59.188-08:00Misc.'nMemeObvious Much?As seen on a recent trip to South Coast Plaza in Newport Beach, CA.If you're not familiar with Trinity Broadcasting you can check out their audacious programming on cable almost anywhere in the world. But, you can also check out some of their scandal on the Rick A. Ross Institute for the study of cults. I can't bring myself to link directly to them. Google TBN if you're interested.Also, if youhttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/Whnidkiv1vw/obvious-much.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)3<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=Whnidkiv1vw:EpHnD2yOi9A:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/Whnidkiv1vw" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/02/obvious-much.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-2473763152539703985Sat, 16 Feb 2008 01:31:00 +00002008-12-11T04:23:59.414-08:00Sense/SensualityTherablog/BlogapyBeyond Vday....So, I was obsessing over glancing at my post-Valentine's Day blog statistics and noticed a marked increase in hits. So, there were only like five more hits than usual. But still... I bet you're all curious what an Orangeblossom like me did on a day like St. Valentine's. Bet you are.... Am I right?I knew it. As it works out I feel like the luckiest Orangeblossom alive. I am loved. This is http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/VIYWmP5_Uiw/beyond-vday.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)3<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=VIYWmP5_Uiw:7zHSRGD-blo:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/VIYWmP5_Uiw" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/02/beyond-vday.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-3004585581673790442Wed, 06 Feb 2008 01:53:00 +00002008-02-07T14:15:49.761-08:00what I believeSense/SensualityBlog me an EssayMinistrySuper Fat Tuesday and Marking Ash WednesdayI voted. I hope you did, too.I actually get emotional about voting. Yeah. I got a little misty as I filled in those bubbles. I feel so fortunate to be able to express my opinion freely. Also, there is something about casting a ballot. I feel like I am making a real difference to someone out there, and also to myself, right here. I'm idealistic like that. Plus, the voting booth is a http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/-o9OUzWeffw/super-fat-tuesday-and-marking-ash.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)6<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=-o9OUzWeffw:r7tuse6ZsFk:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/-o9OUzWeffw" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/02/super-fat-tuesday-and-marking-ash.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-8867283924794965298Sat, 26 Jan 2008 19:58:00 +00002008-12-11T04:24:00.278-08:00Felidae/Kat Kapers<atom:summary>Since Gus left us, Agatha has enjoyed some of the small indulgences I've allowed myself.She is quite camera phobic, so the Man took these with his camera phone.She's a gorgeous girl.We all wanted you to know that we're doing okay, considering.But we still miss our Gus.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/XOiBFqGhvJI/since-gus-left-us-agatha-has-enjoyed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5KdVlV34iE/R5uQ8ZPaKCI/AAAAAAAAAOM/PAXFboetz1g/s72-c/AgathaSniffsCalas2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/XOiBFqGhvJI" height="1" width="1"/></description><feedburner:origLink>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/01/since-gus-left-us-agatha-has-enjoyed.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-7181673380991736148</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Jan 2008 17:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T04:24:00.450-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Misc.'nMeme</category><title>Nouveau Riche, Anyone?After dinner at one of our favorite restaurants, the man and I walked through the lobby of a nearby Holiday Inn where we saw this:If you can't quite make out the small print, let me tell you that this Real Estate seminar is hosted by NOUVEAU RICHE UNIVERSITY. Yes, you read that right: Nouveau Riche University. Say it with me: Nooooouveau Riiiiiche. Very nice.In the days of Jay and Daisy http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/vUqg_KhAt88/nouveau-riche-anyone.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)4<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=vUqg_KhAt88:A_2DyEsmonY:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/vUqg_KhAt88" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/01/nouveau-riche-anyone.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9041486013256931514.post-2559942116762629975Sat, 12 Jan 2008 22:15:00 +00002008-12-11T04:24:01.108-08:00Sense/SensualityTherablog/BlogapyFelidae/Kat KapersNot a Tame Lion... for my GusIn 1993, when I'd finished college and started graduate school in California's San Joaquin Valley I was single, living alone, and lonely. I didn't do so well those first years away from my small liberal arts college. Life was complicated by my journey deep into anorexia nervosa, the process of coming out as lesbian, and the experience of a profound call to become an ordained minister. I was http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~3/-wQQGNGFOmc/not-tame-lion-for-my-gus.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Orangeblossoms)21<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?a=-wQQGNGFOmc:6AhiuzFAqDE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/allthings2allpeople?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/allthings2allpeople/~4/-wQQGNGFOmc" height="1" width="1"/>http://allthings2allpeople.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-tame-lion-for-my-gus.html