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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 03:11:13 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>ramblings of no consequence</title><description>the often mindless, but sometimes coherent, thoughts of one michele "bizzle" bennett.</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>259</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/fpHi" type="application/rss+xml" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-399003211750063741</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2009 12:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-02T07:41:59.637-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>changing things up...and moving on...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at least for 2 weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm moving the blog for a 2 week trial to &lt;a href="http://thebizzle.squarespace.com/" target="_blank"&gt;squarespace&lt;/a&gt;.  If I like it, that's where it shall stay.  So, catch me over &lt;a href="http://thebizzle.squarespace.com/" target="_blank"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt;.  Make sure you change your &lt;a href="http://thebizzle.squarespace.com/bizzles-blog/rss.xml" target="_blank"&gt;RSS feed&lt;/a&gt;.  To do that, just &lt;a href="http://thebizzle.squarespace.com/bizzles-blog/rss.xml" target="_blank"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; and copy and paste the new URL wherever you had my old one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;K, &lt;a href="http://thebizzle.squarespace.com/" target="_blank"&gt;SEE YOU OVER HERE&lt;/a&gt;.  How many links do you need me to post to get you to go &lt;a href="http://thebizzle.squarespace.com/" target="_blank"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebizzle.squarespace.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;:O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Even the smiley face was a &lt;a href="http://thebizzle.squarespace.com/" target="_blank"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;...did you catch that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-399003211750063741?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2009/02/changing-things-upand-moving-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-8319655359181879102</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Jan 2009 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-29T09:04:56.656-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">puppy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Africa</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nashville</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">work</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Baltimore</category><title>some new stuff</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hi friends!  I've gotten asked by several of you about what's going on in my world as of late, so I figured I probably should start being a better blogger.  :O)  That means...duh duh duh...update time.  And then, hopefully, I will get back on the blogging bandwagon.  So, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know (or hopefully know?), I moved to Maryland at the end of the summer following my 2 month stint in Uganda.  I won't bore you with those details (the Maryland details), but let's just say...it's not for me.  So, I am in the process of moving back to Nashville.  I'm anticipating making the move in the month of March, but not quite sure exactly WHEN...probably towards the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already found a GREAT place to live in East Nashville...just have to work out those pesky details such as figuring out how to afford two rents at the same time for a couple of months, leaving my job here, finding a job in Nashville, and moving all my crap across country once again.  But, if you know me, you know I'm up for the challenge.  Although not exactly happy and/or excited about the move itself since I just moved.  SUPER excited to get back to Nashville, though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current work already knows I am going to be moving and has been incredible about giving me the time to figure things out.  So, I am now just trying to figure out how to get a job in Nashville in this wrecked economy.  (If you have any suggestions, I'm all ears!).  I could most definitely use your prayers as I walk through this crazy time.  Personally, it's been a very challenging time.  But, I realize that God is bigger than the small things going on in my life and I am continually reminded of His grace and provision...and joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the coolest things about this past month is the amount of time I have been able to spend with my family.  I realize that I may never have the opportunity to spend this amount of time with my parents again and it's been really fun.  Having the new puppy has made my life crazy, as well, but it has forced me to depend on others for help, which I'm not always excited to do.  So, I wouldn't trade this time for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's the somewhat quick update.  Moving to Nashville, need a job, if you want to send money, I'm ok with that.  Haha.  :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, as I get more things figured out, I will keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-8319655359181879102?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-new-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-8721557596032420760</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-29T09:07:37.989-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Passion</category><title>Passion World Tour - the book</title><description>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://awakeningthebook.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This is really cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter how many times I watch it, I see something new...and it blows me away!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my stars even made it in...so, THERE!, MALAINE!  :O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-8721557596032420760?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2009/01/passion-world-tour-book.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-6189925900042755956</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 20:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-21T15:33:24.999-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">question</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Baltimore</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">confession</category><title>the cake or the diet?</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I took a few minutes at lunch to listen to Baltimore talk radio, which I never do.  I guess it's my age.  Or my desire to become wiser.  Or just my desire to become less bored.  Whatever my reason, I did it.  I listened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The one comment that stuck with me came from a man who was a former Marine, apparently a non-believer (his words), and who admitted to openly weeping in his conference room at work yesterday when Obama was sworn in.  At that point, I was intrigued.  His comment went something like this...(paraphrasing)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Obama's speech was like the diet and exercise plan.  So, now that we have it, do we go eat cake?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Basically, the whole conversation was about what WE are expected to do to make our country better.  If we have this great idea set before us, yet choose to continue walking a path of selfishness and mistrust, we are in no better shape than we were 2 days ago.  As a country, we are putting a lot of hope in a man...in a dream.  But, the reality of it is that it is going to take every person doing a little bit more...going one step farther...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I liked this caller's challenge.  He was inspired, yet knew that inspiration would only go so far.  When the rubber meets the road, is the rubber our running shoes?  Are we (ME) ready to dig in and make a difference?  I think that's what President Obama is asking us to do.  Regardless of what political beliefs you hold, you (I) are responsible for serving your God and your fellow man well.  Especially if you say you love Jesus and follow His teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are you willing to do to go that extra step?  And, I'm really asking.  'Cause I'm looking for ways to expand my world, challenge my status quo, walk an extra mile in someone else's shoes.  Love with excellence and in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-6189925900042755956?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2009/01/cake-or-diet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-1438555226260023183</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 18:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-21T13:41:09.638-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">puppy</category><title>vote for Indigo!!!</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.anamigo.com/CompetitionEmbed.aspx?id=2583" frameborder="0" height="545" scrolling="no" width="425"&gt;Sorry, but your browser that do not understand iframes.&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-1438555226260023183?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2009/01/vote-for-indigo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-4023979646394972587</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 13:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-12T08:40:56.334-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Baltimore</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><title>oh, how i love my mornings...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SWtIVTp46TI/AAAAAAAAAxY/LFcU14CAFdc/s1600-h/indi+morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SWtIVTp46TI/AAAAAAAAAxY/LFcU14CAFdc/s400/indi+morning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290401718167202098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-4023979646394972587?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-how-i-love-my-mornings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SWtIVTp46TI/AAAAAAAAAxY/LFcU14CAFdc/s72-c/indi+morning.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-1471469646121401899</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Jan 2009 05:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-10T00:31:08.552-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Atlanta</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Passion</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">confession</category><title>tonight I was reminded.</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tonight, God very clearly said, "Michele, do not get so caught up in your life that you miss MY story."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy for me to get weighed down with all the details of this life I am living, figuring out the next steps, looking for the road ahead.   I forget that I am ON the journey and God is showing me the Good Life...if only I would pause and remember...and then walk with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we remembered the Passion World Tour.  Seeing the faces from all over the world...I was reminded, again, of what an incredible journey I have been a part of....and still continue to be.  Why do I let my world get so small?  Why do I assume I know what is best...that I have all of my best interests at heart?  I need these reminders to ground me in Christ and His unfailing love, His unfailing strength, His unending mercy and grace, and His timeless truth and heart for His people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I was reminded.  And that is a very good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-1471469646121401899?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2009/01/tonight-i-was-reminded.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-471023614070437457</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2009 22:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-02T17:35:34.881-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">confession</category><title>when life doesn't make sense</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Come to Me with a teachable spirit, eager to be changed.  A close walk with Me is a life of continual newness.  Do not cling to old ways as you step into a new year.  Instead, seek My Face with an open mind, knowing that your journey with Me involves being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;transformed by the renewing of your mind.&lt;/span&gt;  As you focus your thoughts on Me, be aware that I am fully attentive to you.  I see you with a steady eye, because my attention span is infinite.  I know and understand you completely; My thoughts embrace you in everlasting Love.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I also know the plans I have for you: plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.  &lt;/span&gt;Give yourself fully to this adventure of increasing attentiveness to My Presence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ from Sarah Young's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jesus Calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;As I begin 2009, I find myself somewhere unexpected.  Abstract as well as physical.  I have a lot of thoughts and feelings to sort through, sift through, work through.  I must confess that I'd rather be anywhere but this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I lean on the only One who has already been there, is here, and is where I am going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-471023614070437457?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-life-doesnt-make-sense.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-894982112413492256</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 18:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-29T13:49:25.502-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sweetness</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SVkbtYA2peI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/-8BS5egs1Rg/s1600-h/photo-765504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SVkbtYA2peI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/-8BS5egs1Rg/s320/photo-765504.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285286104050083298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-894982112413492256?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/12/sweetness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SVkbtYA2peI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/-8BS5egs1Rg/s72-c/photo-765504.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-5673831887608305796</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 18:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-24T13:32:22.211-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><title>merry christmas eve!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Merry Christmas Eve, everyone! I hope you all get to enjoy time with family and friends and realize the beauty and peace of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pup wants to send her love, as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Indi outside, enjoying being a puppy (and hogging the webcam)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SVJ_vzJoNdI/AAAAAAAAAxI/5wcbwwU9Lis/s1600-h/indi+outside.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SVJ_vzJoNdI/AAAAAAAAAxI/5wcbwwU9Lis/s320/indi+outside.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283425772020184530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Indi chatting with me the other night...she's a snuggler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SVJ_rsJga8I/AAAAAAAAAxA/S8nFSDh-cwA/s1600-h/indi+grows+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SVJ_rsJga8I/AAAAAAAAAxA/S8nFSDh-cwA/s320/indi+grows+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283425701421149122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-5673831887608305796?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-eve.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SVJ_vzJoNdI/AAAAAAAAAxI/5wcbwwU9Lis/s72-c/indi+outside.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-3835524812171952042</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 20:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-18T15:30:30.090-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Atlanta</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><title>definitely time for a puppy pic update</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was just looking through the past few posts and realized I hadn't updated any puppy pics.  I may be the only one that cares, but I do like to look back on my blog and reminisce!   :O)  Here ya go for your "awwwwinnnnngggg" enjoyment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;sleepy indigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqyDq3e_eI/AAAAAAAAAw4/KeSh4begxFo/s1600-h/sleepyindi"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqyDq3e_eI/AAAAAAAAAw4/KeSh4begxFo/s200/sleepyindi" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281229289161686498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studs biting indi...playtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqx71YU2zI/AAAAAAAAAww/twEb5fyj_5M/s1600-h/studsbitesindi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqx71YU2zI/AAAAAAAAAww/twEb5fyj_5M/s200/studsbitesindi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281229154544835378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indi staying close to mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqxxvm3WhI/AAAAAAAAAwo/JA-2XO6940k/s1600-h/indilovepelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqxxvm3WhI/AAAAAAAAAwo/JA-2XO6940k/s200/indilovepelly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281228981196511762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pup is getting bigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqxpxxeZGI/AAAAAAAAAwg/RKLnwNczDgQ/s1600-h/indigettingbig"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqxpxxeZGI/AAAAAAAAAwg/RKLnwNczDgQ/s200/indigettingbig" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281228844338930786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and likes to chew on Nic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqxhu9CPgI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Tdl27LQOLTQ/s1600-h/indichewsnic"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqxhu9CPgI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Tdl27LQOLTQ/s200/indichewsnic" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281228706143157762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqxawEnVyI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/P2DmWUq9nUo/s1600-h/indichewgiraffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqxawEnVyI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/P2DmWUq9nUo/s200/indichewgiraffe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281228586184300322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a little puppy (and roomie!) fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqxBkwvSuI/AAAAAAAAAwI/QngBQyq09zc/s1600-h/bedround.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqxBkwvSuI/AAAAAAAAAwI/QngBQyq09zc/s200/bedround.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281228153651415778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE END!&lt;br /&gt;&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/647743729638715004-3835524812171952042?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/12/definitely-time-for-puppy-pic-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqyDq3e_eI/AAAAAAAAAw4/KeSh4begxFo/s72-c/sleepyindi" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-1567878393246988661</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 20:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-18T15:19:59.226-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><title>really?</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was doing some quick research on crates for le poopie.  (That's "the puppy" in french.  Haha, not really.)  But, really.  I found this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqwN7p0P6I/AAAAAAAAAwA/0YyI92oT1iA/s1600-h/pPETS-3764493t400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqwN7p0P6I/AAAAAAAAAwA/0YyI92oT1iA/s320/pPETS-3764493t400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281227266443198370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Do people REALLY do that to their dogs?  Seriously.  Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-1567878393246988661?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/12/really.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SUqwN7p0P6I/AAAAAAAAAwA/0YyI92oT1iA/s72-c/pPETS-3764493t400.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-2815189856954390063</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 22:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-14T17:10:23.570-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prayer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>what a beautiful song</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I sang this song today...and it's a song I have sung many times...but, the words permeated today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="lyrics"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,&lt;br /&gt;Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;&lt;br /&gt;Streams of mercy, never ceasing,&lt;br /&gt;Call for songs of loudest praise.&lt;br /&gt;Teach me some melodious sonnet,&lt;br /&gt;Sung by flaming tongues above.&lt;br /&gt;Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,&lt;br /&gt;Mount of Thy redeeming love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorrowing I shall be in spirit,&lt;br /&gt;Till released from flesh and sin,&lt;br /&gt;Yet from what I do inherit,&lt;br /&gt;Here Thy praises I’ll begin;&lt;br /&gt;Here I raise my Ebenezer;&lt;br /&gt;Here by Thy great help I’ve come;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;Safely to arrive at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus sought me when a stranger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Wandering from the fold of God;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He, to rescue me from danger,&lt;br /&gt;Interposed His precious blood;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How His kindness yet pursues me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mortal tongue can never tell,&lt;br /&gt;Clothed in flesh, till death shall loose me&lt;br /&gt;I cannot proclaim it well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O to grace how great a debtor&lt;br /&gt;Daily I’m constrained to be!&lt;br /&gt;Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,&lt;br /&gt;Bind my wandering heart to Thee.&lt;br /&gt;Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,&lt;br /&gt;Prone to leave the God I love;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,&lt;br /&gt;Seal it for Thy courts above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O that day when freed from sinning,&lt;br /&gt;I shall see Thy lovely face;&lt;br /&gt;Clothed then in blood washed linen&lt;br /&gt;How I’ll sing Thy sovereign grace;&lt;br /&gt;Come, my Lord, no longer tarry,&lt;br /&gt;Take my ransomed soul away;&lt;br /&gt;Send thine angels now to carry&lt;br /&gt;Me to realms of endless day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written in 1758 by Robert Robinson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/647743729638715004-2815189856954390063?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-beautiful-song.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-1523378943316748172</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Dec 2008 00:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-06T19:47:59.208-05:00</atom:updated><title>Basket o' Puppies</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/STsdP4V0r4I/AAAAAAAAAv4/ijTEnmELeIQ/s1600-h/photo-779210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/STsdP4V0r4I/AAAAAAAAAv4/ijTEnmELeIQ/s320/photo-779210.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276843547053830018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-1523378943316748172?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/12/basket-o-puppies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/STsdP4V0r4I/AAAAAAAAAv4/ijTEnmELeIQ/s72-c/photo-779210.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-5306090344214639966</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Dec 2008 22:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-05T17:22:26.078-05:00</atom:updated><title>Puppy overload</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/STmpojZJsGI/AAAAAAAAAvw/3A4CArz1Mf0/s1600-h/photo-746080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/STmpojZJsGI/AAAAAAAAAvw/3A4CArz1Mf0/s320/photo-746080.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276434952601841762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Is it possible to get too much puppy time?  I think not!!!!  This  &lt;br&gt;instance occurred after Indi yelped really loud in her sleep...Pelly  &lt;br&gt;came running either to see if she was ok or because she was freaked  &lt;br&gt;out. Regardless, we had snuggle time. :0)&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-5306090344214639966?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/12/puppy-overload.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/STmpojZJsGI/AAAAAAAAAvw/3A4CArz1Mf0/s72-c/photo-746080.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-8517045696146541106</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 03:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-02T22:36:05.385-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Atlanta</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><title>what a good night...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;I got to meet Indigo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/STX-ZDnaBlI/AAAAAAAAAvo/DU_2Gb3up1Q/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/STX-ZDnaBlI/AAAAAAAAAvo/DU_2Gb3up1Q/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275402244955178578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and see my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-8517045696146541106?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-good-night.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/STX-ZDnaBlI/AAAAAAAAAvo/DU_2Gb3up1Q/s72-c/photo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-561709369300106728</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 14:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-02T09:48:21.444-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prayer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">confession</category><title>sigh</title><description>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;As I was driving home last night, I was listening to a Brooke Fraser song that seemed to strike a chord deep inside me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C.S. Lewis Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,&lt;br /&gt;I can only conclude that I was not made for here&lt;br /&gt;If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak to me in the light of the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Mercy comes with the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will sigh and with all creation groan as I wait for hope to come for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I lost or just less found? On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way?&lt;br /&gt;Is this a soul that stirs in me, is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?&lt;br /&gt;Cause my comfort would prefer for me to be numb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;" id="realText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak to me in the light of the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Mercy comes with the morning&lt;br /&gt;I will sigh and with all creation groan as I wait for hope to come for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For we, we are not long here&lt;br /&gt;Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it&lt;br /&gt;And I, I was made to live, I was made to love, I was made to know you&lt;br /&gt;Hope is coming for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope, He's coming for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...even more so today.&lt;br /&gt;&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/647743729638715004-561709369300106728?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/12/as-i-was-driving-home-last-night-i-was.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-5781936115571944294</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Nov 2008 14:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-21T09:52:47.763-05:00</atom:updated><title>Snow!</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSbLPzurzKI/AAAAAAAAAvg/aizglP9zXfI/s1600-h/photo-767764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSbLPzurzKI/AAAAAAAAAvg/aizglP9zXfI/s320/photo-767764.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271123886328237218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-5781936115571944294?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/11/snow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSbLPzurzKI/AAAAAAAAAvg/aizglP9zXfI/s72-c/photo-767764.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-1239655535635709921</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 19:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T14:30:52.669-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Atlanta</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><title>so, to be happy...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSRpRk8tXzI/AAAAAAAAAvY/TpKkSAEAs30/s1600-h/pelly.indi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSRpRk8tXzI/AAAAAAAAAvY/TpKkSAEAs30/s400/pelly.indi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270453214627323698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gotta have a happy pic/post to follow up that last one.  Apparently, my new puppy likes to snuggle.  And Pelly, of course, lets her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-1239655535635709921?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-to-be-happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSRpRk8tXzI/AAAAAAAAAvY/TpKkSAEAs30/s72-c/pelly.indi.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-3278937760802965283</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 18:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T13:48:02.430-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">work</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">prayer</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Baltimore</category><title>a really weird morning.</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, I was on the bus this morning...and annoyed because it was late...and people were standing everywhere because the bus before didn't show up.  I had a seat because I was early (supposed to be on the bus that didn't show).  Lucky me, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  I digress.  There's this girl (young, probably mid-20's) standing next to me in the aisle.  She answers her phone (which I find kind of annoying in public spaces, particularly transportation).  All of the sudden, though, she kind of yells, "NO!  Where?" and then proceeds to start sobbing and hits the floor.  Oh my gosh, what happened.  Everyone is kind of looking at her and wondering what to do.  I immediately put my hand on her while she is talking and then help her up once she gets off the phone.  I finally get her into my seat and she tells us that her husband just called and said her brother-in-law, who is an FBI agent in Pittsburgh, had just been shot and was being Medivac-lifted to the hospital.  Sam is his name.  That's the only name I got from her this morning, but on that bus, I was praying hard for Sam and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl's husband was going to drive into the city and get her, but can you imagine being trapped on a bus and getting news like that?  I'm glad there were a few of us around her that actually cared enough to reach out and touch her....literally.  By the time she got off the bus, she had calmed down and was making plans to get to Pittsburgh to be with her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I entered my building this morning, I ran into a co-worker and gave him the quick story because I was a little freaked out by it all.  He just stopped by my desk and asked if I had seen the news.  "What news?"  His next words break my heart for Sam's family...."An FBI agent was killed in Pittsburgh."  Man.  I don't know her name, but my heart and my prayers go out for my bus companion and Sam's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found the story online: &lt;a href="http://www.thepittsburghchannel.com/cnn-news/18013676/detail.html" target="_blank"&gt;FBI Agent Slain Serving Drug Warrant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a weird morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-3278937760802965283?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/11/really-weird-morning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-7918425725264890996</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-18T13:44:41.862-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Atlanta</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">homestead</category><title>Introducing Indigo</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSMM6bBRqGI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/myVV7hpenf4/s1600-h/indi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSMM6bBRqGI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/myVV7hpenf4/s400/indi.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270070186778667106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ignore my crazy hair...I've been up since 3 am and am working from home today.  :O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-7918425725264890996?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/11/introducing-indigo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSMM6bBRqGI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/myVV7hpenf4/s72-c/indi.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-5333220501262424110</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 11:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-18T06:30:40.206-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Atlanta</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dogs</category><title>my puppy!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSKmewZlgFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ICKovQNieTU/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSKmewZlgFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ICKovQNieTU/s320/Picture+10.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269957561295405138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pelly had her puppies overnight and I was able to be there thanks to videochat.  This was after #8 was delivered (7 are alive and doing well!).  Pelham heard me talking and started looking around.  Man, I wish I was there...it's hard to know my friends are sharing in this time together and I'm not there.  But, I'm thankful I can be there via the world wide interweb!!!  I actually got to see several births...incredible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-5333220501262424110?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-puppy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SSKmewZlgFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/ICKovQNieTU/s72-c/Picture+10.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-9115286674904388992</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 16:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-10T12:07:56.553-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><title>Too long...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's been a while since I've blogged.  And I don't really have time now.  I'm just acknowledging my blogging absence.  I am going to try and set aside some time tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved into my own place this past weekend, so that's a quick update for you!   Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are well.  Peace and chicken grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-9115286674904388992?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-long.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-7807643634662322173</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 02:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-30T22:22:50.609-04:00</atom:updated><title>This...</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SQpr-tdcy9I/AAAAAAAAAuo/-Dm1M6BG4OU/s1600-h/photo-770610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SQpr-tdcy9I/AAAAAAAAAuo/-Dm1M6BG4OU/s320/photo-770610.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263137839635024850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;...is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-7807643634662322173?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/10/this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SQpr-tdcy9I/AAAAAAAAAuo/-Dm1M6BG4OU/s72-c/photo-770610.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-647743729638715004.post-6793457384318136587</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 12:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T08:55:03.489-04:00</atom:updated><title>2 more days...</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SQcLp7TyGKI/AAAAAAAAAug/0SDikZ3p5xo/s1600-h/photo-703491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SQcLp7TyGKI/AAAAAAAAAug/0SDikZ3p5xo/s320/photo-703491.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262187504528922786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Until I see my Schmoo Bear!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/647743729638715004-6793457384318136587?l=ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ramblingsofnoconsequence.blogspot.com/2008/10/2-more-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (michele bennett)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_86SLHbFKsxA/SQcLp7TyGKI/AAAAAAAAAug/0SDikZ3p5xo/s72-c/photo-703491.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
