<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461</id><updated>2009-02-21T03:46:12.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI (Archive)</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where I will put stuff that doesn't neatly fit into any other catagories and where I will do my best to keep bad spelling and typos down to a bare minimum. :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/blogger.html/atom.xml'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/blogger.html'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-112240640186316740</id><published>2005-07-26T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T14:43:38.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Due to an illness in the family, this blog is being currently archived.--Colleen</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/112240640186316740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/112240640186316740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_07_01_archive.html#112240640186316740' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110999007427843079</id><published>2005-03-04T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T08:17:51.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110999007427843079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110999007427843079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_03_01_archive.html#110999007427843079' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110980896521740571</id><published>2005-03-02T18:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T18:16:05.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. Grab the nearest book2. Open the book to page 1233. Find the fifth sentence4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog, along with these instructions.5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it. Just grab what is closest!"Oh, 'elp us, somebeast.  Ahoohoohoo!" Taking the club away from the male, Tagg picked him up and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110980896521740571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110980896521740571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_03_01_archive.html#110980896521740571' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110916876721018596</id><published>2005-02-23T08:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T08:26:07.210-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"It's ok baby...  Don't worry... It was just meat."Its not everyday one receives an email begining with a sentence like that one.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110916876721018596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110916876721018596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_02_01_archive.html#110916876721018596' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110907798660261708</id><published>2005-02-22T06:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T07:13:06.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was pretty productive.  I got almost everything on my list done.Yesterday was also Presidents Day.  So, after finding all our documentation, hubby leaving work early and driving all the way over there, we find out that federal offices are closed for the "holiday". Big, fat, DUH.  No mail, no federal offices, I think those were the only 2 businesses closed here.  Even the schools were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110907798660261708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110907798660261708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_02_01_archive.html#110907798660261708' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110899972335686577</id><published>2005-02-21T09:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T09:28:43.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anyone interested as to what the "To-Do" list of a Midwest Homemaker looks like?1. Finish my laundry2. Run the vacuum in the living and dining room3. Tidy up my bedroom4. Nag the offspring to tidy up theirs.5. Nag the offspring to do their laundry6. Find an old report card for offspring#1 as he needs a new ss card and his father is taking him to the ss office this afternoon (hopefully before it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110899972335686577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110899972335686577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_02_01_archive.html#110899972335686577' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110841393341834364</id><published>2005-02-14T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T14:45:33.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 weeks worth of illness in my household has certainly decreased my blogging.The kids and I have all been struck with some nasty virus that hits hard and takes its sweet time going away.  I've been sick a week and every time I think my symptoms are easing and I am getting better the virus seems to strike up an attack on yet another body part.  I've gone from sinus problems, to a sore throat, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110841393341834364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110841393341834364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_02_01_archive.html#110841393341834364' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110746747913775854</id><published>2005-02-03T15:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T08:28:02.043-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This week my hubby suffered from an excruciating bout of kidney stones and son#1 came down with the flu. So my days have been taken up with nursing my sickies through their illnesses and running herd on my healthy sons as well as trying to keep up with the schoolwork and the housework and the cooking, shopping, etc.Yes, I did it.I did it all.And I did it all wearing red lipstick almost every </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110746747913775854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110746747913775854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_02_01_archive.html#110746747913775854' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110712208205693037</id><published>2005-01-30T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:54:42.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ooops.Its actually called the RCA Dome.  hehe, I grew up with it being the Hoosier Dome and have never quite adjusted to the name change.And it seats aprox 58,000, so yeah, thats just over double the population of my town.Now I'm curious to compare the population of Indianapolis to other major US cities.  Indy, to me, is mind-blowingly enormous and expensive, but I think its just a blip on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110712208205693037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110712208205693037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_01_01_archive.html#110712208205693037' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110712169051456782</id><published>2005-01-30T15:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:48:10.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WWWHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!MONSTER JAM ROCKED!!!!!We had a blastin' good time!It.Was.Awesome.We're plannin' on goin' back next year.It was loud and outrageous and a screamin' good time.Sold out crowd at the HoosierDome, it was shoulder to shoulder people.  And when those trucks got revin' and the crowd was on their feet cheerin' and whoopin' and yellin', it was FUN</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110712169051456782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110712169051456782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_01_01_archive.html#110712169051456782' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110693983412061654</id><published>2005-01-28T13:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T13:17:14.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm leavin' for the weekend.Anyone want to take a gander at where I'm going?Monster Jam!Monster Truck racing in Indianapolis this weekend.Son#3 and I watch it on ESPN every weeknight at 6.  Now we get to go see it live and in person.I'm soooooo excited!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110693983412061654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110693983412061654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_01_01_archive.html#110693983412061654' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110683539834084158</id><published>2005-01-27T08:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T08:16:38.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday, Eric!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110683539834084158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110683539834084158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_01_01_archive.html#110683539834084158' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110668669132386808</id><published>2005-01-25T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T14:58:11.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think Discovery Channel should have a chopper build-off between Orange County Choppers and West Coast Choppers.  Jesse James vs. Teutuls.  Air the programs and have viewers vote online.  Americas Bike, truely.I like OCC bikes but I loooooove Jesse, his outlook on things, his atitude.  I think Vinnie and Rick are the real stars of American Chopper.  Quiet, unassuming, hardworkers, don't go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110668669132386808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110668669132386808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_01_01_archive.html#110668669132386808' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110640376167701808</id><published>2005-01-22T08:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:22:41.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>spellcheck just suggested i replace "crockpot" with "crackpot".*snicker*"Begin this recipe by placing a roast in your crackpot....."LOL! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110640376167701808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110640376167701808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_01_01_archive.html#110640376167701808' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110640357689720376</id><published>2005-01-22T08:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:19:36.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We have a very nice winter storm going on outside.  They've been warning about it for the past three days.  I do think the warnings were far more dire than what actually occurred but we do have a goodly amount of fresh snow fall this morning.  I've not yet ventured out to measure, but from the looks of it on the car and judging from how deep it was on my dogs legs, I'd say we got between 8-10 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110640357689720376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110640357689720376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_01_01_archive.html#110640357689720376' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110634157904680998</id><published>2005-01-21T14:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T15:06:19.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I still don't know why Mozzilla won't let me log on to blogger.  IE logs on just fine.eeeshhh.Its been awhile since I've posted.  I've had major life crises the past 2 months.My DH started getting depressed around his birthday (Nov. 19th) and it just got worse and worse as the winter holidays approached, culminating in him threatening suicide around Xmas time.To make a really long story </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110634157904680998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110634157904680998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2005_01_01_archive.html#110634157904680998' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-110004097347798905</id><published>2004-11-09T16:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T16:56:13.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmmmmm. something is up with my computer.  I can't access blogger or my hotmail or yahoo mail accounts through my mozzilla browser, IE lets me in just fine.  I've not been able to log in here for a week, hence my non-postings.I want to go to college. I really, really, really want to.  I did some serious soul searching and I decided what I really want to do is go and get an associates in early </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110004097347798905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/110004097347798905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2004_11_01_archive.html#110004097347798905' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-109906225861139941</id><published>2004-10-29T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T10:04:18.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So my posts are are more likely to be daily-ish rather than daily.I feel cruddy today.  My back is killing me.  Myself, DH and son#1 have all been complaining of backaches this week.  We'd better not be coming down with the flu.  I've been sleeping on the sofa alot due to my latest bout of insomnia so thats where mine is most likely coming from.  Who knows?  Maybe the men are just having </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109906225861139941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109906225861139941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2004_10_01_archive.html#109906225861139941' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-109888833080171575</id><published>2004-10-27T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T09:47:33.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I could not get to sleep last night.  I went to bed and laid there for an hour with my mind spinning in circles.  I thought and thought and worried and worried and stewed and fretted and worked myself up into a big knot.I went out to the sofa around midnight and ended up bawling, absolutely bawling as hard as I could but w/o making a sound so I didn't wake up the kids or the husband.  I wept </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109888833080171575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109888833080171575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2004_10_01_archive.html#109888833080171575' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-109880251547803610</id><published>2004-10-26T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T09:55:15.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>brainstorming here-bachelor Degree-4 yearsSpecial EdSocial WorkCommunity College- aprox 2 years or lessParalegalMedical TranscriptionMedical AssistantOffice Administration w/Legal and/or Medical SpecialtyCertified Message TherapistNo schooling-sign up as a Temp and get some office onthejob training and experience. I already know how to type, use a computer, answer the phone, etc.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109880251547803610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109880251547803610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2004_10_01_archive.html#109880251547803610' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-109872735947896413</id><published>2004-10-25T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T18:49:33.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Either blogger is slow this afternoon or its my computer, I can't tell which.I thoroughly depressed myself last week.  Worked myself all into a big, ugly funk. Why?It began by my eldest son deciding that he wants to try and complete his highschool work and graduate when he is 17.  This is approximately 1 1/2 years away.  At most, he plans on it taking 2 years.  2 years from now, he'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109872735947896413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109872735947896413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2004_10_01_archive.html#109872735947896413' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-109863004706299278</id><published>2004-10-24T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T10:00:47.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>phoeey.I really, truly meant it when I said I wanted to blog more.  I meant it, I intended to buckle down and do it, I wanted to do it.  In the end, I didn't, obviously.  That tends to be my standard MOA, lots of good intentions, ideas, plans, plots, etc but in the end inertia tends to win out.I want to stop doing this.  I NEED to stop doing this.SO here we'll go again, another chapter of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109863004706299278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109863004706299278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2004_10_01_archive.html#109863004706299278' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-109353016156358567</id><published>2004-08-26T09:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T09:22:41.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My grandma is sick. She was in the hospital all last week.  They released her Monday with the diagnosis of a UTI.  Last I heard, she was home but not doing well at all.  Shes 84.I had a feeling at the start of this year that I was going to lose not only Jons mom, but my grandma as well.  I wish I knew more what was wrong with her, but the way my family communicates with each other thats just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109353016156358567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109353016156358567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2004_08_01_archive.html#109353016156358567' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-109339051456148942</id><published>2004-08-24T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T18:35:14.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright,so I made a mid-year, mid-summer, back-to-school resolution of blogging every day even if I blog cr@p.  You've been forewarned, the following post is probably cr@p.  You may leave now or forever hold your peace.Volleyball season started so the old man had his first game of the night to go ref.  I made a dinner consisting of chicken nuggets and seasoned curly fries.  Total junk food, no</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109339051456148942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109339051456148942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2004_08_01_archive.html#109339051456148942' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5658461.post-109156215152191999</id><published>2004-08-03T14:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T14:45:19.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm going to try and blog more. Its been forever since I've done any writing at all, anywhere. I used to faithfully keep a paper journal. It was my lifeline, writing. If I didn't write, I'd start to lose my mind. Somewhere this year I stopped writing. Stopped blogging, stopped posting on message boards and stopped my journaling as well. Not sure why, not sure how, am sure I've got to get back to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109156215152191999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5658461/posts/default/109156215152191999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebroadroom.net/personal/carol/2004_08_01_archive.html#109156215152191999' title=''/><author><name>TheBroadroom.Net</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11474971338995816520</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05860565757294783633'/></author></entry></feed>