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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns: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" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYEQHY6eyp7ImA9WhFTEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660</id><updated>2013-06-03T14:35:01.813-05:00</updated><category term="Random" /><category term="travels" /><category term="Indie Film Review" /><category term="poem" /><category term="interview series" /><category term="Sister" /><category term="Family" /><category term="views" /><title>My Life Stories</title><subtitle type="html">My name is Katie and I am 18 years old. I live in the DFW area of TX. My interests are traveling, cooking/baking, design, babysitting, reading books and magazines, independent films, politics, and psychology. I have always loved writing so I thought I would start a blog!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/gnQLN" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/gnqln" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMDQXY4eSp7ImA9WhFTEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-4153142552204863124</id><published>2013-06-02T09:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-06-02T09:47:50.831-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-06-02T09:47:50.831-05:00</app:edited><title /><summary type="html">Blog is now public again! Welcome back!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/lppGpbICdO8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/4153142552204863124/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/06/blog-post.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/4153142552204863124?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/4153142552204863124?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/lppGpbICdO8/blog-post.html" title="" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/06/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYAQXozcSp7ImA9WhBaEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-5747869467733664308</id><published>2013-05-20T22:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2013-05-20T22:15:40.489-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-20T22:15:40.489-05:00</app:edited><title>Blog is now private.</title><summary type="html">This Blog is going private for now. I may make it public again at a later date.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/BtAGjDZP1_Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/5747869467733664308/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/05/blog-is-now-private.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/5747869467733664308?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/5747869467733664308?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/BtAGjDZP1_Q/blog-is-now-private.html" title="Blog is now private." /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/05/blog-is-now-private.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EHR3k7fyp7ImA9WhBbEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-7329901264217984122</id><published>2013-05-08T22:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2013-05-08T22:53:56.707-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-08T22:53:56.707-05:00</app:edited><title>As We Change: Two New Products</title><summary type="html">I came across this catalogue called "As We Change" and something in me decided to start flipping through the pages. Bad idea. Before I knew it I had it stashed away in my room and I was circling items on each page that I just had to have. I decided I would purchase one or two items a week or bi weekly and then I would do a review on said items. This will save you from at least one catalogue in &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/23A_oSi0wIs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/7329901264217984122/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/05/as-we-change-two-new-products.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/7329901264217984122?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/7329901264217984122?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/23A_oSi0wIs/as-we-change-two-new-products.html" title="As We Change: Two New Products" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/05/as-we-change-two-new-products.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMHSHg-fCp7ImA9WhBUGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-8133557738366793727</id><published>2013-05-06T23:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2013-05-06T23:53:59.654-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-05-06T23:53:59.654-05:00</app:edited><title>Twins Have Two Brains</title><summary type="html">Twins have a special kind of relationship. As I have often talked about the many perks of having another half, I have never written about the way others may perceive twins. Particularly, young twins. I feel as though even though we are both legal adults my family views my sister Laura and I as one and the same sometimes. For example, if one of us sends an email it expresses "both" of our opinions&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/MKUCFiZ0LNY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/8133557738366793727/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/05/twins-have-two-brains.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/8133557738366793727?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/8133557738366793727?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/MKUCFiZ0LNY/twins-have-two-brains.html" title="Twins Have Two Brains" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/05/twins-have-two-brains.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYDSXY5fCp7ImA9WhBVEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-3953658654488848799</id><published>2013-04-15T06:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2013-04-15T06:42:58.824-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-15T06:42:58.824-05:00</app:edited><title>Visiting the Doctor in Spain</title><summary type="html">Hello all! I am in Spain! I'm in a little town called Sitges, right outside of Barcelona. My family and I are staying in a charming home in one of the beautiful neighborhoods in Sitges about a block from the beach. However, knowing that I do not travel well, I was not surprised when I ended up in the tiny waiting room of a Spanish medical clinic. I had a stomach infection and knew immediately &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/p3pw3oatSA8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/3953658654488848799/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/04/visiting-doctor-in-spain.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3953658654488848799?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3953658654488848799?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/p3pw3oatSA8/visiting-doctor-in-spain.html" title="Visiting the Doctor in Spain" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/04/visiting-doctor-in-spain.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUACRno7cSp7ImA9WhBWEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-1964081145831378112</id><published>2013-04-05T23:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2013-04-05T23:49:27.409-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-04-05T23:49:27.409-05:00</app:edited><title>8 Years Ago Today</title><summary type="html">8 years ago today I was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. My life changed forever as I was checked in to Children's Medical Center for the very first night. As I think back on those 2 1/2 years of treatment I am reminded of how blessed I am to be here today. Cancer is an absolutely brutal disease and chemo is not an easy way out. I remember the many young faces I met along the way and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/9m3WoUZnBA4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/1964081145831378112/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/04/8-years-ago-today.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/1964081145831378112?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/1964081145831378112?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/9m3WoUZnBA4/8-years-ago-today.html" title="8 Years Ago Today" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/04/8-years-ago-today.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0cFSXY4cCp7ImA9WhBXEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-5939461746202414056</id><published>2013-03-23T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-03-23T23:23:38.838-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-23T23:23:38.838-05:00</app:edited><title>Pinterest</title><summary type="html">Check me out on Pinterest! I just started one today full of some of my favorite things! A new Vlog will be up tomorrow! http://pinterest.com/katiebugjk/all-things-me/&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/u8tFzXSAhhc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/5939461746202414056/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/03/pinterest.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/5939461746202414056?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/5939461746202414056?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/u8tFzXSAhhc/pinterest.html" title="Pinterest" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/03/pinterest.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QESHw5eip7ImA9WhBREUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-3545333051047921394</id><published>2013-03-01T17:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-03-01T17:41:49.222-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-03-01T17:41:49.222-06:00</app:edited><title>Time</title><summary type="html">Sometimes I wish I could turn my thoughts off. There have been so many chapters in my seemingly short book that only continues to grow with pages. As I type, a million words a minute are being written, yet I feel a million words are also being erased. Gone forever. However these words are still imprinted in my mind like a stamp that has faded but left a mark that will always be remembered. As I &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/G_Cx01RgHZA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/3545333051047921394/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/03/time.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3545333051047921394?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3545333051047921394?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/G_Cx01RgHZA/time.html" title="Time" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/03/time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcFSHY_eSp7ImA9WhNaGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-6716449620117264420</id><published>2013-02-04T02:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-02-04T02:20:19.841-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-02-04T02:20:19.841-06:00</app:edited><title>Butterfly Kisses</title><summary type="html">My new TV show obsession is "2 Broke Girls." With a lot of time on my hands lately I have been watching many episodes from the season one DVD and I have fallen in love with the series! I am sad that I am nearing the end of the season on the third disc. One of the main reasons that I love the show is star Kat Dennings. About a month ago I first saw her in "Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist" where&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/-L7ro1BdOL0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/6716449620117264420/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/02/butterfly-kisses.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/6716449620117264420?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/6716449620117264420?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/-L7ro1BdOL0/butterfly-kisses.html" title="Butterfly Kisses" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/02/butterfly-kisses.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYBSXg_cCp7ImA9WhNUFk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-5791221586466135640</id><published>2013-01-08T02:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-01-08T02:19:18.648-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2013-01-08T02:19:18.648-06:00</app:edited><title>"We Were Made to be Courageous"</title><summary type="html">Awhile back I added several Christian songs that I have actually come to love. I appreciate and take concepts from all religions and believe you do not have to be a Christian to appreciate what the songs are saying. One of my favorites is "Courageous" by Casting Crowns. The lyrics are really in sync with what I believe and it is definitely a song to get you through. There are moments in life &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/guxcTOW4K6Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/5791221586466135640/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/01/we-were-made-to-be-courageous.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/5791221586466135640?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/5791221586466135640?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/guxcTOW4K6Q/we-were-made-to-be-courageous.html" title="&quot;We Were Made to be Courageous&quot;" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2013/01/we-were-made-to-be-courageous.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIHQHw_cSp7ImA9WhNVEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-3829230659423501751</id><published>2012-12-23T02:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-12-23T02:48:51.249-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-12-23T02:48:51.249-06:00</app:edited><title>18</title><summary type="html">I think 18 is one of the hardest years that I've had to face. It is full of so many lasts and yet a time when you are supposed to be so happy about the future. It seems I want to fit in all the time I can with my friends because the thought of never seeing them again terrifies me. The thought of leaving home as a resident and coming back as a visitor to what feels like a house instead of a home &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/p1Ysu5JENTE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/3829230659423501751/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/12/i-think-18-is-one-of-hardest-years-that.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3829230659423501751?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3829230659423501751?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/p1Ysu5JENTE/i-think-18-is-one-of-hardest-years-that.html" title="18" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/12/i-think-18-is-one-of-hardest-years-that.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAMRX06eSp7ImA9WhNSEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-2918450153199108852</id><published>2012-10-26T18:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-10-26T18:23:04.311-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-10-26T18:23:04.311-05:00</app:edited><title>I Forgive</title><summary type="html">One of my girlfriends and I were browsing Barnes and Noble the other day because I had stopped to pick up a few Halloween children's books for the children I babysit. Anyhow, we found ourselves in the clearance isle of the adult books where she randomly handed me a book on forgiveness. At first I looked downed, had a short laugh, and put the book right back down on the shelf. However, than I &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/g92DI2Hg6S4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/2918450153199108852/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/10/i-forgive.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/2918450153199108852?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/2918450153199108852?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/g92DI2Hg6S4/i-forgive.html" title="I Forgive" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/10/i-forgive.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkINQXg6eSp7ImA9WhJWGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-8125745059986244853</id><published>2012-08-25T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-25T22:09:50.611-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-25T22:09:50.611-05:00</app:edited><title>Lifestyle Changes</title><summary type="html">This year will be the first year I will be wearing a school uniform since the beginning of 8th grade. I personally do not believe in school uniforms. Specifically, for young children. I remember when I was a child at a prestigious private school I absolutely hated putting on and wearing my uniform everyday. My favorite days of school were free dress days. The first thing I would do when I got &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/wereAXVgn0s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/8125745059986244853/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/lifestyle-changes.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/8125745059986244853?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/8125745059986244853?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/wereAXVgn0s/lifestyle-changes.html" title="Lifestyle Changes" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/lifestyle-changes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8EQHYyeyp7ImA9WhJWGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-2575125118604733475</id><published>2012-08-24T14:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-24T14:00:01.893-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-24T14:00:01.893-05:00</app:edited><title>....and Spiritually Speaking: Family Isn't Always About Blood</title><summary type="html">....and Spiritually Speaking: Family Isn't Always About Blood: Family isn’t always blood. It’s the people in your life who want you in theirs; the ones who accept you for who you are. The ones who would ...

&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/ITmjvF6XSA4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/2575125118604733475/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/and-spiritually-speaking-family-isnt.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/2575125118604733475?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/2575125118604733475?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/ITmjvF6XSA4/and-spiritually-speaking-family-isnt.html" title="....and Spiritually Speaking: Family Isn't Always About Blood" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/and-spiritually-speaking-family-isnt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8FQX4ycCp7ImA9WhJWFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-8772878052869623985</id><published>2012-08-20T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-20T00:33:30.098-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-20T00:33:30.098-05:00</app:edited><title>Aunt Shirley</title><summary type="html">I had to say goodbye to Aunt Shirley last night and it was a crying sensation. It was so hard to part with her and her 8 year old daughter Cece, who I call my little sister. By the end, Aunt Shirley, Cece, Mom and I were all group hugging and sobbing in tears. It is so hard to strip yourself from the people you love more than anyone. Aunt Shirley understands me so deeply and I cannot say that &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/Zd4tXyhHpe8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/8772878052869623985/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/aunt-shirley.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/8772878052869623985?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/8772878052869623985?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/Zd4tXyhHpe8/aunt-shirley.html" title="Aunt Shirley" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/aunt-shirley.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEFRX06fyp7ImA9WhJWEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-5551462379907966392</id><published>2012-08-15T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-15T19:40:14.317-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-15T19:40:14.317-05:00</app:edited><title>Busy Busy Busy!</title><summary type="html">Today I had an appointment with my psychiatrist. As always, my mother was a bit pushy with the doctor when it came to my medication. Too many. What are they for? Too high of a dosage? Should we taper down? Blah. Blah. Blah. I finally came to the realization that I would like to change psychiatrists. I would like a fresh perspective and one that doesn't hear my mother on one of her bad days. In &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/uDH-Ud-8MPI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/5551462379907966392/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/5551462379907966392?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/5551462379907966392?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/uDH-Ud-8MPI/busy-busy-busy.html" title="Busy Busy Busy!" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/busy-busy-busy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcARns9fSp7ImA9WhJXGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-1070227572237525704</id><published>2012-08-14T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-14T21:00:47.565-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-14T21:00:47.565-05:00</app:edited><title>Great Great and Great!</title><summary type="html">5 years! It has officially been 5 years since my last pill of poison touched my tongue! My mom surprised me with a surprise party at my favorite restaurant Princi Italia and we had a beautiful strawberry cake! I am so happy that I am over that phase in my life for good!

Today I had my swim test for Doflin Swim School which I absolutely love! They carry Water Babies Swim classes for infants and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/YjHm8PQke3A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/1070227572237525704/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/great-great-and-great.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/1070227572237525704?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/1070227572237525704?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/YjHm8PQke3A/great-great-and-great.html" title="Great Great and Great!" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/great-great-and-great.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4DQn0zfyp7ImA9WhJXFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-2248558471893027251</id><published>2012-08-10T13:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-10T13:22:53.387-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-10T13:22:53.387-05:00</app:edited><title>Dark Side</title><summary type="html">As much as I love my friends I can't say I can be my complete self around them. I can't say they will always be here no matter what. I can't say they will never leave me. However, I can say that about my family and today I realized how important they were in my life. You see, lately my life is a ticking time bomb. My best friend is moving off to Tulane, my other best friends to Austin, Fort Worth&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/n09Z6ylmwl0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/2248558471893027251/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/dark-side.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/2248558471893027251?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/2248558471893027251?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/n09Z6ylmwl0/dark-side.html" title="Dark Side" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/dark-side.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEFRHw_eSp7ImA9WhJXEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-4938515672520691364</id><published>2012-08-03T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-03T23:30:15.241-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-03T23:30:15.241-05:00</app:edited><title>Weekend with Cece (:</title><summary type="html">








&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/Ln1hgiQUMCw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/4938515672520691364/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/weekend-with-cece.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/4938515672520691364?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/4938515672520691364?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/Ln1hgiQUMCw/weekend-with-cece.html" title="Weekend with Cece (:" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P3uCr9QFOqI/UBydprNONsI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/zwn_aRJp9nc/s72-c/IMG_2123.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/weekend-with-cece.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIGSHc4eip7ImA9WhJXEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-4567064102129237467</id><published>2012-08-03T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-03T20:42:09.932-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-03T20:42:09.932-05:00</app:edited><title>I love..me!</title><summary type="html">One thing I have realized recently is that I love me! I finally love who I am. I love what I stand for, what I do, what my future holds. I love everything about me. I am finally self confident!(: My life is just getting better and better and it is my own actions that is changing it along with a few medication changes.

Every morning I wake up at 7:30 am and make a fruit smoothie with wheat germ &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/6HBWA7yMB9Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/4567064102129237467/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/i-loveme.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/4567064102129237467?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/4567064102129237467?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/6HBWA7yMB9Y/i-loveme.html" title="I love..me!" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/08/i-loveme.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEFRn09eyp7ImA9WhJWEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-3961401221010258531</id><published>2012-07-31T23:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-08-14T23:23:37.363-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-08-14T23:23:37.363-05:00</app:edited><title>Family is back and College is coming</title><summary type="html">I have added my family members back to my blog. I decided maybe I would add a different spin on it. Maybe they do want to read my blog. Maybe they really do care what is going on in the world of Katie Kellar. So I thought I would give them another chance. This blog is meant for all views and I feel I write to the family too directly. However, this post is about my two things: my family and &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/Me2DtXoSo5I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/3961401221010258531/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/07/family-is-back-and-college-is-coming.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3961401221010258531?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3961401221010258531?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/Me2DtXoSo5I/family-is-back-and-college-is-coming.html" title="Family is back and College is coming" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/07/family-is-back-and-college-is-coming.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QERXY7fyp7ImA9WhVaFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-6871510004986802606</id><published>2012-06-11T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-11T22:21:44.807-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-11T22:21:44.807-05:00</app:edited><title>Update: Family is where the love is</title><summary type="html">I hate to leave anyone out so I had to update the post below. My favorite babysitting family that I sit for regularly sent me a get well cookie bouquet! I was so shocked that they did that! The mother said that the kids picked it out themselves. I love those kiddos to death.
&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/GTl4kMa2MbI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/6871510004986802606/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/06/update-family-is-where-love-is.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/6871510004986802606?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/6871510004986802606?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/GTl4kMa2MbI/update-family-is-where-love-is.html" title="Update: Family is where the love is" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/06/update-family-is-where-love-is.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04NRXs8fip7ImA9WhVaFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-3650705080272639373</id><published>2012-06-11T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-06-11T21:59:54.576-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-06-11T21:59:54.576-05:00</app:edited><title>Family is where the love is</title><summary type="html">New Daily Persistent Headaches. I am sure most of you have never heard this term before but unfortunately I was diagnosed with it. Just another medical issue to pile on. These headaches are extremely painful and absolutely no pain medication will ease the pain. Tylenol, Advil, Aleive, even narcotics are all useless. The only way known to treat these headaches is with a strong drug called DHE. DHE&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/F8q-l0SIJZ8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/3650705080272639373/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/06/family-is-where-love-is.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3650705080272639373?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3650705080272639373?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/F8q-l0SIJZ8/family-is-where-love-is.html" title="Family is where the love is" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/06/family-is-where-love-is.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUECRXwzcSp7ImA9WhVbEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-3992839024907147978</id><published>2012-05-26T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-26T16:27:44.289-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-26T16:27:44.289-05:00</app:edited><title>Cancer Sucks</title><summary type="html">I don't complain about having had cancer. When I do, I feel bad. I feel like I had it so much easier than so many other people. What about my hospital friends who died? What about the AML patients who all needed bone marrow transplants and radiation? What about the two year olds who didn't understand why their mommies were taking them back to this torture chamber week after week? What about the &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/Gg4-eXZpbl4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/3992839024907147978/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/05/cancer-sucks.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3992839024907147978?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/3992839024907147978?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/Gg4-eXZpbl4/cancer-sucks.html" title="Cancer Sucks" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/05/cancer-sucks.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UCRH0_eCp7ImA9WhVUE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-966603245155275660.post-7560361983547362677</id><published>2012-05-18T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-05-18T21:41:05.340-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-18T21:41:05.340-05:00</app:edited><title>JJ</title><summary type="html">All of my life there has been someone there to support me. Someone whose number I had learned by the age of six. Someone whose house I could walk to if I needed to. Someone I knew was ALWAYS there for me. That someone is my grandmother, JJ. JJ has been in my life since the day I was born at Presbyterian hospital. She still talks of my daddy carrying me out with matching big blue eyes. Somehow my &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~4/NpCACTT6uWI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/feeds/7560361983547362677/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/05/jj.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/7560361983547362677?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/966603245155275660/posts/default/7560361983547362677?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/gnQLN/~3/NpCACTT6uWI/jj.html" title="JJ" /><author><name>Katie K.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14626928043876699832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Custom%20Designs/th_signature-38.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.katiebugkellar.com/2012/05/jj.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
