<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256</id><updated>2012-01-17T22:01:12.151-05:00</updated><category term='SAHM'/><category term='making money online'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='originality'/><category term='wicked game'/><category term='approval'/><category term='Chris Issak'/><category term='approve'/><category term='GPT'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Pieces of Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-7458632324437115866</id><published>2012-01-17T21:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T22:01:12.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The reality of broken friendships..</title><content type='html'>When friends let you down, its very heart wrenching. Sometimes the reason why friends betray you is just not known, which leaves you with a feeling of guilt that may be something went wrong from your side. In case of betrayal, being at the receiving end leaves you hurt, confused and angry. You demand answers as to why have you been betrayed for absolutely no fault of yours. The talks end abruptly, phone calls are not returned, letters remain unanswered and there is no contact whatsoever. Hate it as much as you want, you will have to come to terms with reality and accept that things were not meant to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-7458632324437115866?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7458632324437115866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2012/01/reality-of-broken-friendships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/7458632324437115866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/7458632324437115866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2012/01/reality-of-broken-friendships.html' title='The reality of broken friendships..'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-92344395960222468</id><published>2011-12-26T22:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T22:33:44.917-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The new year is on the way</title><content type='html'>Well, its coming, with bells and whistles, even if we don't want it too.. The year 2012.  There are so many things that I would love to be different for myself.. although I'm not one to make resolutions for the following years.. I never follow through.. always failing in more ways that one.. Personal &lt;br /&gt;failure hurts the heart and the soul and can crush one's desire to succeed in the everyday so I sit here and think to myself.. what will I try to change about myself, what will be different for me?  How will I make sure I succeed nough to satisfy myself??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-92344395960222468?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/92344395960222468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-year-is-on-way.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/92344395960222468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/92344395960222468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-year-is-on-way.html' title='The new year is on the way'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-243188589381103995</id><published>2011-08-13T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T18:48:41.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These hot Georgia summers!</title><content type='html'>Are killing me!  It's been in the hundreds here for months and I just cannot wait for winter!  It's bad when you go outside and you can feel your skin crinkling up as you walk from the building to your car.. OMG, I hate it.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-243188589381103995?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/243188589381103995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2011/08/these-hot-georgia-summers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/243188589381103995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/243188589381103995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2011/08/these-hot-georgia-summers.html' title='These hot Georgia summers!'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-8068863040716735237</id><published>2011-04-15T06:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T06:25:30.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a long time...</title><content type='html'>Since I have posted here or even felt like it.. things have been hectic and busy and changing everyday.  I have gone back to work and am finding that it's helping me to find myself again.  I had gotten lost in the stay at home rut.  I'm very busy now, very tired everyday - the work does not ever end.. I thought it was hard keeping a house up before but now, it's next to impossible.  Here's to hoping for a better year and a better me~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-8068863040716735237?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8068863040716735237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-been-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/8068863040716735237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/8068863040716735237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s been a long time...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-1421732495065845762</id><published>2010-08-26T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T20:43:18.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Worst Fast Food Kids Meals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogs.babble.com/strollerderby/2010/08/26/fastfood-kids-meals-childhood-obesity/"&gt;5 Worst Fast Food Kids&amp;amp;nbsp;Meals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, no wonder!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-1421732495065845762?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://blogs.babble.com/strollerderby/2010/08/26/fastfood-kids-meals-childhood-obesity/' title='5 Worst Fast Food Kids&amp;nbsp;Meals'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1421732495065845762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/08/5-worst-fast-food-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/1421732495065845762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/1421732495065845762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/08/5-worst-fast-food-kids.html' title='5 Worst Fast Food Kids&amp;nbsp;Meals'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-2014509430920882536</id><published>2010-07-03T10:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T10:58:25.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am starting to hate holidays</title><content type='html'>Holidays used to be fun.. Now with nothing to do, they are really starting to suck.  Everyone I know has some kind of party to attend.  Not us.  It's just going to be a long, lonely holiday weekend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-2014509430920882536?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2014509430920882536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-starting-to-hate-holidays.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/2014509430920882536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/2014509430920882536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-starting-to-hate-holidays.html' title='I am starting to hate holidays'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-5782891434446629861</id><published>2010-07-02T19:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T19:44:04.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, It's July now</title><content type='html'>This summer is flying by and frankly I am kinda happy about that.  It really wears me out and breaks my pocketbook to keep Katie busy during the summer.  We live in the rual part of town, so we have to travel anywhere to do anything.  Kinda sux, but some days it's kinda good too.  Maybe that's why I take such a fancy in cooking - it keeps me busy and gives me something to look forward too.  Now if I can just keep it from making me fatter than I already am!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-5782891434446629861?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5782891434446629861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-its-july-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/5782891434446629861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/5782891434446629861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-its-july-now.html' title='Well, It&apos;s July now'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-5737894455387767783</id><published>2010-06-11T20:42:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:52:35.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Days in Jekyll Island, Ga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TBLZEPaEPfI/AAAAAAAAABw/Yvtw9Pii0t0/s1600/P6090134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TBLZEPaEPfI/AAAAAAAAABw/Yvtw9Pii0t0/s320/P6090134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481682363341880818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from the first vacation we have had in 7 years and it was fabulous..I wish we could have had more time to spend but with so many animals at home it's hard to leave for more than two days.  It was Katie's first real beach trip, first time experiencing the ocean.  She was so excited she was screaming!  Everyone on the beach was amazed at her excitement and was just thrilled to watch her enjoy the waves.  All she wanted to do was either swim in the pool or play in the ocean water.. but I guess when you are 6, thats what you like the most! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so much to see and do, that two days were by no means enough.  Keith and I could have spent a week just walking around checking out all of the historical stuff, which was of no interest to Katie, being 6, so I guess we will have to go by ourselves one day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post a few pictures later")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-5737894455387767783?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5737894455387767783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/06/wonderful-days-in-jekyll-island-ga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/5737894455387767783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/5737894455387767783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/06/wonderful-days-in-jekyll-island-ga.html' title='Wonderful Days in Jekyll Island, Ga'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TBLZEPaEPfI/AAAAAAAAABw/Yvtw9Pii0t0/s72-c/P6090134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-3745088865966435244</id><published>2010-05-05T04:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T06:04:22.324-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making money online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GPT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAHM'/><title type='text'>Making Money Online</title><content type='html'>It's everyone's dream..  being able to stay at home making money online ~  while there are thousands of ways this can be done, there are also thousands of ripoffs just waiting for someone like you and me to jump on the bandwagon.  I have found one way to make a little extra money and it's legit.  It's easy and fun too.  FREE GAS MONEY ONLINE - a GPT site.  You get paid for taking survey and doing free offers.  The site offers great cash prizes for contests too.  I have made right around $185 in the past two months and am about to be paid another $60 or so.  That is $240+ cash in my pocket since March!  Its great shopping money!  Fun money is what I call it.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!  Click the banner below~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freegas.freegasmoneyonline.com/paidto/home.php?ref=GirlinWayside" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://freegas.freegasmoneyonline.com/images/signature/21_GirlinWayside.gif" width="468" height="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-3745088865966435244?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3745088865966435244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/05/making-money-online.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/3745088865966435244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/3745088865966435244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/05/making-money-online.html' title='Making Money Online'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-7308587919374933056</id><published>2010-03-30T06:16:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:04:52.553-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friendships</title><content type='html'>"Friendship is the cooperative and supportive relationship between people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been assessing my friendships lately and it's a sad, cold hard fact that my best friends are people whom I have never met face to face.  Even though I have never met them, I know in my heart that I can count on them for anything that they could possibly do and they are always there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I have a lot of friends that I speak to periodically, I don't have a lot that I hang out with on a daily basis.  I really only had one close by that I spoke to and hung out with.  Notice, this paragraph is in past tense.  I had to make a hard decision to let a friendship go.  I finally came to the realization that it was not a healthy one, for me or for Katie.  I think the hardest part was breaking the tie for her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a while for me to make really good, close friends.  I don't air my dirty laundry to just anyone.  Now comes the question~ Can a person be truly happy without a close friend to hang out with and do things with?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I guess only time will tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a cold hard fact of life~ friendships come and go.. Seems the ones you really thought you could count on turn out to be the ones you really cant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-7308587919374933056?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7308587919374933056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/03/friendships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/7308587919374933056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/7308587919374933056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/03/friendships.html' title='Friendships'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-4776122595174332376</id><published>2010-02-26T13:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T13:32:45.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As one month rolls out, a new one rolls in...</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I haven't blogged almost all month.  It's been a busy month for me.  Most of the month has been spent raising a litter of 9 chocolate lab pups - more work than one woman can handle, I can tell you that.  I'm down to 3 now and its still a handful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently re-joined the gym in efforts to improve my health and lose some weight.  I've had some health issues that I have dealt with for months now and I'm finally to a point to where something has got to change.  More than likely that will be something I will NOT blog about as I find it seems to hinder my progress.. Not sure why, but it does.  Maybe it reminds me that progress is not coming as quickly as I would like or hope.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is right around the corner~ I am so ready for it.  I would really like to get my house super clean and decluttered so I can enjoy the new season.  I have so much junk just piled up and it drives me bonkers.  Speaking of housework, that is what I need to be doing.. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-4776122595174332376?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4776122595174332376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-one-month-rolls-out-new-one-rolls-in.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/4776122595174332376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/4776122595174332376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-one-month-rolls-out-new-one-rolls-in.html' title='As one month rolls out, a new one rolls in...'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-5574979721693734557</id><published>2010-02-02T16:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:00:50.203-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAHM'/><title type='text'>"But you are at home all day"</title><content type='html'>I swear if I hear this phrase one more time I will explode into a million pieces and melt into the cracks of the wood planks to never be seen again!  (If it were only that easy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit a very good job in a law office to stay at home and raise my daughter.  It just amazes me at the expectations people have of you when you don't work outside the home.  No one can ever realize what staying at home is really about until you do it.  The average working person thinks of it as a vacation~ sleeping in late, lounging all day and reading, watching TV, surfing the net, etc.  I will be the first one to tell you IT IS NOT!  I work twice as hard here at home just trying to keep things in order and keep the peace.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing you always hear~ "Why isn't the house in tip-top shape?"  Well, not only are you home, all day, making messes, it seems that everyone else in the household gets lazy bones.  They start thinking, well, I don't need to pick that up, she is home all day, she will get it.  I spend 30% of my day picking up the same stuff every single day!  How can you get anything done if you are constantly doing the same things, over and over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I could go on and on, but I think I will stop right here for now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, if you are one of those lazy bones, the ones who take advantage, think twice about it.  Not only will you be happier in the long run, so will mama.  Like the ole saying goes "If mama ain't happy, NO one is happy~"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-5574979721693734557?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5574979721693734557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/but-you-are-at-home-all-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/5574979721693734557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/5574979721693734557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/02/but-you-are-at-home-all-day.html' title='&quot;But you are at home all day&quot;'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-935881611038147239</id><published>2010-01-30T09:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:28:21.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='originality'/><title type='text'>Originality</title><content type='html'>Originality ~ the power of independent thought or constructive imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being original is what makes each of us who we are.  Sad that there are so many people in the world that are lacking in this area.  They mimic and copy others and for what?  Are they afraid of who they are or how they will appear to others?  Is their self esteem so low that they feel like they have to be like someone else in order to have friends?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-935881611038147239?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/935881611038147239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/originality.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/935881611038147239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/935881611038147239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/originality.html' title='Originality'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-7776967911017337571</id><published>2010-01-24T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T10:17:51.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Attitudes</title><content type='html'>Attitude is the crayon that colors your world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me there is nothing worse than being around someone who has a bad attitude all the time.  It brings me down.  I hate it.  I know that things are rough on alot of people right now, but when you constantly complain or put others down it rains on my parade.  And frankly, I have had enough rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-7776967911017337571?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7776967911017337571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-attitudes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/7776967911017337571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/7776967911017337571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/bad-attitudes.html' title='Bad Attitudes'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-7010034930980260240</id><published>2010-01-19T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:11:40.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='approve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='approval'/><title type='text'>Gaining Approval</title><content type='html'>Approval - What is it?  What does it mean to you?  Do you strive to achieve it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While many of us will say, no, I do not care if anyone approves of what I do, what I say, or how I look, we all know deep down inside we do.  Saying and acting like you don't care is just a smoke screen that you use to hide your vulnerablities.   At one point in your life you find yourself changing, hiding the querks, just to gain approval from friends, relatives or everyday people we encounter.  But when do you realize that you have gone too far?  That you are becoming a person that you truly are not?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lean too much on the approval of people, and it becomes a bed of thorns”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-7010034930980260240?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7010034930980260240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/gaining-approval.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/7010034930980260240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/7010034930980260240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/gaining-approval.html' title='Gaining Approval'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-2252480275691310633</id><published>2010-01-16T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T17:10:34.992-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wicked game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Issak'/><title type='text'>Wicked Game</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favorite songs of all times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before you start thinking - NO, it has no significant value other than me liking it.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-oaHHrNQVrg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-oaHHrNQVrg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-2252480275691310633?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2252480275691310633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-one-of-my-favorite-songs-of-all.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/2252480275691310633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/2252480275691310633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-one-of-my-favorite-songs-of-all.html' title='Wicked Game'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-7240895204109882846</id><published>2010-01-15T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T19:34:56.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>Trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that word mean to you?  What do you think it means to others?  Being so very important to all relationships, just how many levels do we have?  or allow?  Do we as people tend to make ourselves trust others to keep from being alone?  Does this mean that those that are alone trust no one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of trust ruins any relationship be it a friend, a co-worker, or a health care professional~ all of these relationships demand trust.  But when is the demand too much?  How much can a normal relationship withstand before it is beat to the ground?  Obviously, it is less painful to change your expectations and learn to take what you are given.  Specially if you are the one on the demanding end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us are lucky enough to have a few people in their lives they know they can trust.  It's a gift from God and we must learn to accept it for what it is worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-7240895204109882846?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7240895204109882846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/trust.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/7240895204109882846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/7240895204109882846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4981686395220959256.post-3649774598087987963</id><published>2010-01-14T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:07:45.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How the pieces fall</title><content type='html'>Too bad when things get tough, you just can't stand on top 0f the highest mountain and drop yourself over the edge to totally rearrange the pieces of your life.  It's always the same puzzle~ it always fits right back in the same hole, no matter how many times you spin it around.  You accept it how it is, or just become so familiar with the shape it takes that it all seems normal.  Does it feel normal because is it what you have become to know, right or wrong?  Is it normal because you make yourself believe that it is?  What is normal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4981686395220959256-3649774598087987963?l=kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/feeds/3649774598087987963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-will-pieces-fall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/3649774598087987963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4981686395220959256/posts/default/3649774598087987963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kelly-piecesofme.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-will-pieces-fall.html' title='How the pieces fall'/><author><name>Kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13301798643367606182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O8xqo5ulLs/TAvwuTEXW1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/UWav_diEM88/S220/004.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
