<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Nov 2024 07:16:55 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>NaBloPoMo</category><category>Calgary</category><category>resolutions</category><category>Citadel</category><category>I love Fort McMurray</category><category>stop your whining</category><category>$$$</category><category>100 things</category><category>1985</category><category>1991</category><category>24th birthdays</category><category>26</category><category>30 x 30</category><category>Are you kidding me?</category><category>Bonnie Lundquist 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weirdness</category><category>trivia answers</category><category>two feet under</category><category>watch</category><category>weddings</category><category>welcome back cotter</category><category>what was i thinking?</category><category>winter stay away please</category><category>work work and more work</category><category>writing a chapter in someone else&#39;s book is kinda weird</category><category>xoxo</category><title>From the Sun to the Sands</title><description>My adventure from the sunny Okanagan to the oil sands of Fort McMurray</description><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>190</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-7001952432980055503</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 02:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-05T19:53:50.549-07:00</atom:updated><title>Happy 1 Year Anniversary</title><atom:summary type="text">It has been exactly a year since my last post, but today, for some reason, a blogger stumbled on my site. He added it to his blogroll and I was instantly panic-stricken knowing I hadn&#39;t posted in a year.

I have lots to say, but life is busy. Maybe this was the little kick in the pants I needed.

I don&#39;t know if I can commit to regular posts with all the things I have going on. For those outside </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-1-year-anniversary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-7420941924015723496</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Feb 2011 05:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-05T23:38:54.252-07:00</atom:updated><title>January update</title><atom:summary type="text">I have been giving a half-hearted effort to completing all the things on my 30 x 30 list. This, in itself, stresses me out. Now I see why people recommend not making these kinds of lists.I did read one book in January and have started a second (and a third). I also did my best to spend one day totally relaxing by booking a manicure/pedicure and dinner with my bff, Erin. Unfortunately, a snow </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2011/02/january-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-1768907348797787959</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2011 04:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-19T21:32:42.332-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">crossfit</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thirty by thirty</category><title>Crossfit? Sure. Whatever works.</title><atom:summary type="text">I like a good challenge as much as the next gal and when that next gal is your sister, a healthy dose of sibling rivalry makes the challenge even better.Kelsey and I have recently embarked on a little fitness adventure known as Crossfit. 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I finally have something to blog about.Today, on hole #9 at the Fort McMurray Golf Club, yours truly got an ace! Not just any ace, but an albatross! That&#39;s right...a hole in one on a par 4. Wooo hooooooooo!Here&#39;s how it went down:1. Boys tee off at white tee box2. Boys accompany Lanette to red tee box.3. Lanette tees up, smacks ball, </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/09/somethin-to-talk-about.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggy0od11Ab87fI1oT58i6TMipj_EBbysi9ZlvKzua7xAhidqzFnHGOMZvs92fGKSPHlRHvajmfM5lgMK9GJt68lPDLlzlM382emfj0kjO0Ic51YeSJ7F26cJ5WoTe-kN0QzAXrOwzPt9Q/s72-c/My+Hole+in+One+hole.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-3970218166801124149</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2010 05:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-04T23:08:55.454-06:00</atom:updated><title>My special friend</title><atom:summary type="text">I nearly forgot about blogging tonight. That is, until I&amp;#39;m watching a movie with Brod and he turns to me and says this: If I could choose to be any two people in life, I choose Steve Stifler and Kenny Powers.Yup, that&amp;#39;s right, folks. Not Nelson Mandela, not David Beckham, not even Gene Simmons. 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One day I&#39;m sure I&#39;ll share it on here so that I can let everyone see how I&#39;m making progress, but for now I&#39;m just going to keep it to myself.But, having a </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/08/do-you-have-bucket-list.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMeSUIakb9xWyywcR0ylRH4wq4gumT6MulxUbef8bZeieLJFzQ2w6OhyaNlzAKulDJ_txqjLq46A0Yd39kKZmEYPJ6ZSPAABj9kXb8AyUss_45xnAWXdzdIJYWNk4GweAQe5JetgyPuT0/s72-c/Aug+2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-5304862592925746556</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2010 01:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-01T19:39:59.897-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><title>Green</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m going to kick off NaBloPoMo (attempt #3) with a quick &quot;what about me&quot; list because #1 - I&#39;m short on time and #2 - it&#39;s the least creative thing I could come up with on short notice.  1. 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I really hope we can return this sweet pup to her home.</atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/05/sweet-little-rhoda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjujbAB54_-KY5VtM9yNkL9HIn6RTY9ZyoF8UVSL675xIVhfQ42PB3Zvvql4x0ZUXv-KdOsYtXV7wcV2R1bnQlDf_X1g-cHgk8qMFkpn8U6msvwEPOv928maK3BAj_wxi0i0IM0My3AhMw/s72-c/Rhoda+3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-3218714826923594428</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 May 2010 00:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-30T18:52:44.366-06:00</atom:updated><title>Rescued from Hwy sixty three</title><atom:summary type="text">Sent on the TELUS Mobility network with BlackBerry</atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/05/rescued-from-hwy-sixty-three.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNIpUr3D9H32tANh1k0OrKMI9iRnKeyd7NMEmmHXMUkw-4GBSG8soa2B4VRCFqOWlgP96iobunObkgUzX5DDECfxERs_4iv68WCLgM2KL-BGbCVtMVqv627l0EhTmWLagmciDq4gG6_CE/s72-c/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAzNDUuanBn%3F=-764367" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-2537540068879654290</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2010 22:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-28T16:42:43.890-06:00</atom:updated><title>IMG00329.jpg</title><atom:summary type="text">Sent on the TELUS Mobility network with BlackBerry</atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/05/img00329jpg.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc2b8MS25GCCSctUlbTFkUSOh7iscPinIaU6agM59plpsajHJoFrZYFSeMrVS_Uj9FL1WyoaXNrVo35Uq8GlxnTfxAOCidmpTELuNF_ykKFLI8QUYghT3zEjFb3To92QVHIcJ5Qeh85uc/s72-c/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FL01lZGlhIENhcmQvQmxhY2tCZXJyeS9waWN0dXJlcy9JTUcwMDMyOS5qcGc=%3F=-763891" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-9179269245692505608</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2010 01:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-25T20:41:46.350-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Calgary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Citadel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">house numbers</category><title>House number!</title><atom:summary type="text">We&#39;ve had this backboard and the numbers for well over six months now and finally got around to putting it together! Next step: erect above garage.</atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/05/img00312jpg.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2niHQXXUTVOpYlpJ3ndkbDQVxUQVvxCXqNT83Vp1iUpVsFbBF6LOdElfX4CxlgaG7MAXOrzlJ_jjDzA69ZhJShs05rR-ebqOxewg6QyOnVrWeni8GIYY8v5di4E-qbi8hNnxLid8eVfo/s72-c/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAzMTIuanBn%3F=-739501" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-651665508589744207</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 May 2010 20:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-24T14:45:48.780-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">setting goals</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">small town girl with big city dreams</category><title>New goals needed</title><atom:summary type="text">Last year, I decided to set a few short-term goals for myself. Just today I decided to revisit them to see how I was doing. To my surprise, I was able to put a nice big check mark beside each and every one of them. - Run a 10k in 2009 (already checked)- Run a half marathon in 2010 (new check mark as of yesterday!)- Be promoted (check)- Shoot under 100 (checked three times since I wrote this goal </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-goals-needed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHerDi55rqLZ0jcrg5D0E8o_N09LQzmbnw-Aqz7a5kRBt6vY_0_5dphjhq1eiDL2R3N6YPzhV0DVhK3NGNQNDdGPL04rk53ctttawPM-cYztsZWizFhLuybqF9Ztxih7fBkIGRNqDT9qQ/s72-c/Checkmark.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-2967654411284052827</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 May 2010 02:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-19T21:05:04.534-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fort Mcmurray is a great place to live</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fort McMurray Tourism</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">screw you Al Jazeera network</category><title>The place I (proudly) call home</title><atom:summary type="text">They will tell you this place is riddled with drugs. They will show you the scantily clad chicks raking their bodies across a baron stage at Showgirls. They will show you the hooker on the corner of the 7-11, across from the bus stop, thumbing cars as she waits for her next customer.  That&#39;s how the rest of the world sees Fort Mcmurray.But, for those of us who have been here and seen the good of </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/05/place-i-proudly-call-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr23nvBKIiV1hdj38gljJCsqWiquB5bJrcqXoX8kDRyMoAS5Uvs72klZJCqxYqWsRhiNygNtTxUFoOGLZBJ37F7eJEeWXnTA5mLJkPSUg1qDslKYshOX9t9WDHBH5ZoqCv_b1Q3ui-nDA/s72-c/Ball+Team.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-970440152157226130</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 00:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-25T18:42:09.605-06:00</atom:updated><title>Kelsey on moving day</title><atom:summary type="text">While Scott is busy cleaning the kitchen and I finish cleaning out the basement, this is what Kelsey is doing. After we tell her to get her a$$ moving, this ensues:Kelsey (in the box):  &amp;quot;Scott, help me&amp;quot;Scott: Kelsey, come on.Kelsey (struggling): I don&amp;#39;t wanna break the box.Kelsey wiggles around some more and Scott reaches in to help lift her up.Scott: C&amp;#39;mon Kelsey, show some </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/04/kelsey-on-moving-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWTe-Zjjsc0SDqacS4G9S1B4nE7KGPSB93kIb3LGD7F8J7VlCfeDi7a8dqyQPTzUZkRevdgKxbc_sS8BNN1mbg7pCKd2Ey49a9hXPh9QpqsqcJvF1mgIzkOUQIlhBs6IkGX0R2gjVj6Fo/s72-c/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyNzIuanBn%3F=-729606" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-8387375106259393355</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2010 22:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-09T16:51:46.900-06:00</atom:updated><title>Ugh</title><atom:summary type="text">I do not mind it here, I do not mind it here, I do not mind here.Todays affirmation.Sent on the TELUS Mobility network with BlackBerry</atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/04/ugh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhROUJ3Bz5qTq0kf2XsRLUiboc0Sb7qHwuZgw_ferpR0oqLODXYRe8mEEdsCDttke11YtjJHVk2ez2VHQbSS9kgV6x7S7r5f_couErhA5gA4GCDeNehQhN2TABTkCMXIUO00-_JaSHlJFg/s72-c/=%3Futf-8%3FB%3FSU1HMDAyMzIuanBn%3F=-706901" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-5771720790891840377</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2010 01:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-01T19:59:00.142-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bootleggers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Calgary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">good times</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jocelyn alice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">karaoke</category><title>Fun times in Calgary</title><atom:summary type="text">Usually when I&#39;m in Calgary my time is spent at home or running errands around town and at the mall (hah!), but this time I added something new to the mix: an evening of UFC fights and karaoke. Last Saturday Brody&#39;s boss&#39;s wife and a couple of his kids were hanging out at a pub in NE Calgary and we decided to head out to meet them there. A few hours and a couple drinks later, we were laughing and</atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-times-in-calgary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTi43F0Gswozq8AQg25J_7RrRBC-AgrYFrttS9I9HZaJ7CQpI7RS5cVymhh25iwvDM6KmgGuf16LGKmoED3qmeVK05cKgavXBFRXzisIRkdC-7EOJ23sKlVBSRBJdCzS2-b8maCMZB1F8/s72-c/music2vy4.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-6654262644327408857</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2010 20:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-26T15:06:39.760-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">1991</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diaries</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">what was i thinking?</category><title>Day off leads to amazing discovery</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;ve spent today hanging around the house while Brody works his buns off at Showcase. About 30 minutes ago I made a fantastic discovery in the depths of my hope chest: three diaries...circa 1991 and forward.For your reading pleasure, I will post some of the nonsense I&#39;ve discovered. I&#39;m throwing humility to the wind in hopes you will get a good chuckle out of these. All spelling and grammatical </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-off-leads-to-amazing-discovery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Vj3Mj4h4OiMFFak72G0zds6_FenZGtWZzPfqr0-ZdVrEu8n3Q3f9Wdc7Wf0jqVI6iL-BGCr51tUW8UjYvtk-xLi2K92kLJRo97Yv2wY4VmKZtkHsV988Z2OyaDkEXoqRHNZ0rTNSPgo/s72-c/Diary+Covers.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-591920008790630750</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-09T00:00:03.555-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">1985</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">little sis</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">March 9</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">she&#39;s a beauty</category><title>An e-mail to my sis</title><atom:summary type="text">Hey Kels -Just wanted to write and wish you a Happy Birthday. I can&#39;t believe you&#39;re 25. It&#39;s astonishing that we have both made it this far without one of us offing the other, don&#39;t you think?It feels like yesterday when I was walking across the parking lot of the Vernon Jubilee Hospital holding dad&#39;s hand on the way to meet my new baby sister.Even though I had wanted a little brother, my heart </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/03/e-mail-to-my-sis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz3mxfBjVssIln85EAit1oov9EvnAR3UXbhEXwyPpq6iWOJsLsMWveTzBx_lJxo9kOSfq348wzdUU2noGE7-8-2LrVoMAELT6N7luyJ5VYEW0qyQ0yi7BctYxE-j9Okb2Q7gQPi4afPDQ/s72-c/sisters_preview.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-1947194952040428930</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 04:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-07T22:36:28.282-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">a line in the sand</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">a weird topic to write about</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pets for life</category><title>Do you draw the line?</title><atom:summary type="text">You love him for the droopy eyes he gives you while you scold him. You love him for the howls he lets out in the middle of the night, alerting you to strange noises. And, you love him for unconditional love he shows you when there&#39;s no one else around to see your tears and hear your sobs. He is your best friend. He is your pooch.Pets are our child-raising tests; they are integral members of our </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-you-draw-line.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQjWfNHfHwwlTPdvj-9bZdHfzs8ofmsPKA7HPKpvX37JhZeGdIY4opLqLnjgyOag-WE-lIQDGwhR35M3Tg0-YxU-opmyuKcWo60zGftjRnqGCl4xmmk5U3f041lqZeXpiZZGYQ0ezLI-8/s72-c/pet-heart-picture-color_1200458701.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-4167527022416655562</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Feb 2010 07:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-07T01:05:41.089-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">some sap</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thanks to you</category><title>Back in time</title><atom:summary type="text">Today my co-worker and I were sitting in a meeting room--two of only a spattering of people in the building--on a relatively balmy Saturday in Fort McMurray, when I looked at her and said: &quot;Think back five years ago. Who would have thought this is where we&#39;d be?&quot; She laughed...and agreed. Picture from here.While I pictured myself working in a corporate environment, likely in oil and gas, I don&#39;t </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-in-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpnpoqHXgRI-w9u1r1vwVURUSV8UpRUCvNY03WdUNqrklktw3vesxW4fj1D8jYdiRssGLlVixyD0fitm9vgRrUR9YJD83NRH-gYo98cDI9kdh2LsAoWnp67BMVrW633m_iqL8Ff6xnZ9Q/s72-c/friends.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1597057477020022406.post-4562878990430817593</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 08:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-06T02:00:48.145-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">making up phrases so I don&#39;t fail my own challenge</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">NaBloPoMo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Super Mario Bros.</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">work work and more work</category><title>Yawnnnnnn</title><atom:summary type="text">This is counting for a post, regardless of whether or not it&#39;s after midnight. This has been a brutal day and my mind feels like mush. I think I&#39;ve used up all my brainpower for the rest of February.This, unfortunately, does not bode well for the miniscule readership who take 30 seconds or so out of their days to check in. Only 23 more days of mushy brain posts for you to read.Image shamelessly </atom:summary><link>http://suntosands.blogspot.com/2010/02/yawnnnnnn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Miss Money Pants)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYvFh5yERvtNNBJwpudk3bd6VzXpX_nM519WIu5nXVPnzVqlr5yZ1E1bQgoDyawTyB2lOeZ0-hQn-FP6G5w7m7wHDwvM41hBKDVYVr1dGfL1KUV6_aginwB_F7mpsFXB-db-W0AMb-DAI/s72-c/super-mario-bros-cover.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>