<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns: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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8301941959582804218</id><updated>2024-12-18T22:21:32.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to think about...</title><subtitle type='html'>My quirky randomness or serious thoughts as the come to mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940686867602414329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8301941959582804218.post-1062284671029319745</id><published>2012-03-19T21:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-19T21:53:34.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Words</title><summary type="text">I am horrible with words sometimes. Sometimes, but not all the time. Most of the time I say the wrong thing when I fear something or I am insecure about something. Even writing this now is causing a little anxiety because it makes me feel vulnerable because of admitting my weaknesses. Fear and insecurity tend to drive my thoughts and words in the wrong direction. This is still an area in my life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1062284671029319745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2012/03/wrong-words.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/1062284671029319745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/1062284671029319745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2012/03/wrong-words.html' title='Wrong Words'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940686867602414329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8301941959582804218.post-4465198907277975362</id><published>2011-07-29T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:14:28.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another fork in the road...</title><summary type="text">Life has once again led me to a fork in the road. And as usual.... I haven&#39;t the slightest idea which way to go. I think most all of us have this happen to us way more often than we would like. I do find it interesting how different I handle it these days than I did just a few years ago. I remember feeling like my whole world was coming to an end and &quot;oh my goodness, what am I going to do&quot;. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4465198907277975362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-fork-in-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/4465198907277975362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/4465198907277975362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-fork-in-road.html' title='Another fork in the road...'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940686867602414329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8301941959582804218.post-2663397232958902991</id><published>2011-06-20T18:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T19:24:01.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions downloading please wait.....</title><summary type="text">&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Do you ever wish there was a &quot;pause&quot; button or &quot;cancel&quot; button when you start to feel way too many emotions starting to take over your mind? We may not have an actual button to push but we often &quot;pause&quot; our emotions. This is done when we decide it is best to just set it aside and deal with it another time. The same goes for a &quot;cancel&quot; button. We do this when emotions start to rise </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2663397232958902991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2011/06/emotions-downloading-please-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/2663397232958902991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/2663397232958902991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2011/06/emotions-downloading-please-wait.html' title='Emotions downloading please wait.....'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940686867602414329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8301941959582804218.post-7986941316525613991</id><published>2010-08-23T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:49:15.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time, no speak!</title><summary type="text">Hello all. I have not posted anything on my blog since April. Apparently life got in the way. I am still up to the same old thing. Work, sleep, work, sleep, umm..... oh yeah, and eat. That is pretty much all I can seem to get done.

However, it is amazing what kinds of things end up motivating you to post a little something. Things at work have been quite interesting to say the least. It made my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7986941316525613991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-time-no-speak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/7986941316525613991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/7986941316525613991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2010/08/long-time-no-speak.html' title='Long time, no speak!'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940686867602414329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8301941959582804218.post-1276547798124934374</id><published>2010-04-18T20:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T15:35:30.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me away....</title><summary type="text">I am feeling extremely restless. I have been at my job for over 3 years and lived in this small town in Indiana for over 5 years. That isn&#39;t necessarily a bad thing. I just have a ramblin&#39; kind of heart. I am not sure if it&#39;s because I want to roam or of this isn&#39;t the place I want to be for the rest of my life. I know of one place that keeps calling my name: NEW ORLEANS! 

I went to the New </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1276547798124934374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/take-me-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/1276547798124934374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/1276547798124934374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/take-me-away.html' title='Take me away....'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940686867602414329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8301941959582804218.post-9085554663340493090</id><published>2010-03-28T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T12:10:56.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch 22</title><summary type="text">This blog was meant for me to get out what comes to my mind. Well, I have to say my mind is &quot;brain dead&quot;. I have not had any inspiration lately.&amp;nbsp;So, can somebody throw some inspiration my way?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/feeds/9085554663340493090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/catch-22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/9085554663340493090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/9085554663340493090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/catch-22.html' title='Catch 22'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940686867602414329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8301941959582804218.post-7326034033307119158</id><published>2010-03-13T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T00:19:34.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming a blogger....</title><summary type="text">This is getting interesting. I am trying to get my mind wrapped around this concept. I love to write, just don&#39;t want to bore people to death. Not to mention I hate the basic templates they have to offer. I went looking for something a little more interesting. Found one. Now I am trying it. I can&#39;t promise that it will stay like this. I will probably redecorate or rearrange my blog as much as I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7326034033307119158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/becoming-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/7326034033307119158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/7326034033307119158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/becoming-blogger.html' title='Becoming a blogger....'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940686867602414329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8301941959582804218.post-5888490418565282928</id><published>2010-03-13T00:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:47:41.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>National Developemental and Intellectual Disabilities Awareness Month</title><summary type="text">&quot;She does almost everything else on her own. I can’t figure out why she can’t do this one simple thing. She needs to just deal with it. I get frustrated with her complaining and making excuses. She even says things that are not really how she feels because she thinks it would get her the results she wants. How can I trust her?
I wrote this statement as a reflection of what someone might say about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5888490418565282928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/national-developemental-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/5888490418565282928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8301941959582804218/posts/default/5888490418565282928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamthinkingagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/national-developemental-and.html' title='National Developemental and Intellectual Disabilities Awareness Month'/><author><name>Hannah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04940686867602414329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>