<?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-4555833081016537536</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:01:03.774-07:00</updated><category term='paper airplanes'/><category term='wardrobes'/><category term='fall'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='scooters'/><category term='definitions'/><title type='text'>yo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-1097098751891384387</id><published>2007-05-08T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T00:49:50.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part of my paper for religion and film...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;I suppose that my own definition of the term “miracle” would be something of divine origin, something that no human, animal, or earthly creature is in control of. I believe we can, of course, play our part in miracles, but in the end God is in control.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I often find that sometimes my days or weeks are themed (almost like every episode of 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Heaven). For example, over the past couple of days the theme of the power of choice was clearly being pointed out to me. I had been dwelling on the song “wise up” from &lt;i&gt;Magnolia&lt;/i&gt; for a while now because I really enjoyed it and downloaded it on itunes. That song is all about turning away from the current situation you are in: “it's not going to stop 'till you wise up.” I later watched the movie &lt;i&gt;Spider Man 3&lt;/i&gt; which greatly demonstrated the power of choice using the example of Harry (the son of the Green Goblin) who was walking in the same steps as his father and then through his choices became a hero who saved the day. Later that night I read an email that was a devotional about choice that ended on this phrase: “We make our decisions and then our decisions make us.” That really stood out to me. I also read an email from my father that night that also spoke to me about choice and the things in life that we cannot take back once we have chosen to do them. Through all of this I saw that there was a choice I had to make in my life. It was a difficult choice to make, but I see that it was the right thing to do and I have a great peace about it. I do believe this to be a miraculous event. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-1097098751891384387?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1097098751891384387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=1097098751891384387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/1097098751891384387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/1097098751891384387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/part-of-my-paper-for-religion-and-film.html' title='part of my paper for religion and film...'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-2343763118943887183</id><published>2007-05-05T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T23:23:58.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear claw</title><content type='html'>It has been said "Those who suffer most are those who do not know what they want." I find that this is a very true statement and I believe this to be true of those who know what they want but who they want doesn't know what they want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-2343763118943887183?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2343763118943887183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=2343763118943887183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/2343763118943887183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/2343763118943887183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/bear-claw.html' title='Bear claw'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-5997702389768292236</id><published>2007-02-21T01:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T01:42:35.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The billowing thunderstorm of 2 Chronicles 23:19</title><content type='html'>Twitterpation must die! I normally don't like to kill things, but this will be an exception. I just have to tell myself to avoid the caramel lake and take refuge in the candy mountain. The Laffy Taffy path will only lead to sticky situations. As a wise woman once stated, even if one escapes the wrath of the caramel lake, remains of the caramel will stick forever, unless you take a trip to the antibacterial soap Willy Wonka. Life is too short to be caramelized. Be careful and make sure you like the taste of that caramel because it will stick forever, because the antibacterial soap is only a dream. So take your time on the Laffy Taffy path and be slow as you slowly slide into your eternal caramelized state. Tame the dragon before you let him out of his cave of wonders. Caramel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-5997702389768292236?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5997702389768292236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=5997702389768292236' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/5997702389768292236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/5997702389768292236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/billowing-thunderstorm-of-2-chronicles_21.html' title='The billowing thunderstorm of 2 Chronicles 23:19'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-1460144608421242794</id><published>2007-02-08T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T12:26:47.092-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wardrobes'/><title type='text'>Troubles in Tiny Town</title><content type='html'>I've come to the conclusion that in many cases I cannot trust myself. Way back in the days of Winter Conference I recall discussing the common fear of standing next to the edge of a tall building. This was not because I was afraid of a sudden earthquake or my friend deciding to push me off. This was because I did not trust my own sanity to a point where it would be unfathomable for me to let myself fall. I guess the legitimate fear of my choices has more to do with what I allow myself to be influenced by at the point that I make critical decisions. Too often do I rely on my emotions and how I feel. I believe this all began with the animated film "Thumbelina" which featured a song entitled "When you follow your heart." This society constantly stresses this idea of following our hearts. This statement is really just a nice way of telling us to go after our desires. I think a more appropriate directional statement for life would be to follow Christ. Perhaps I will make an animated film of my own called "The Truth about Thumbelina" featuring the hit song "Your heart is a liar." This subject lightly touched on the hybernating dragon. Do not worry, I will get there eventually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-1460144608421242794?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1460144608421242794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=1460144608421242794' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/1460144608421242794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/1460144608421242794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/troubles-in-tiny-town.html' title='Troubles in Tiny Town'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-5596942320874203293</id><published>2007-02-01T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T01:09:24.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long awaited story</title><content type='html'>Legoland... It was a journey. Three people stepped out into the unknown looking to achieve greatness. Unfortunately greatness wouldn't have it. We saw a C and turned around. The three walked back in shame, taunted by defeat. It was later they realized that greatness was on their side the whole time. They left that night as different people. It will not be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;In upcoming news a hybernating dragon. Speaking of hybernation, I must sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-5596942320874203293?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5596942320874203293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=5596942320874203293' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/5596942320874203293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/5596942320874203293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-awaited-story.html' title='A long awaited story'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-105798388277145166</id><published>2007-01-23T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T08:57:02.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning</title><content type='html'>If I were to make a club in the dorms I would call it "Dorm Trooper."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-105798388277145166?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/105798388277145166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=105798388277145166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/105798388277145166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/105798388277145166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/morning.html' title='Morning'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-4565915960958238327</id><published>2007-01-22T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:01:54.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life in defiance</title><content type='html'>Today I received notice that ChuckE Cheese is no longer hiring. This was upsetting. I later ate a fortune cookie provided by Amy Grace (and God). The fortune stated "A job well begun is half done." I feel like I really would like to begin a job... Amy Grace needs to go to sleep. She doesn't sleep enough. She should have been in bed 30 minutes ago. I want to take hip hop classes. DJ says no, but I think I am going to defy him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-4565915960958238327?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4565915960958238327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=4565915960958238327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/4565915960958238327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/4565915960958238327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-life-in-defiance.html' title='My life in defiance'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-3643382114728612989</id><published>2007-01-18T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T02:15:36.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>discover fest</title><content type='html'>Today I saw the Shawshank Redemption...   I finally discovered one of those moments where it is by far better to just sit in silence rather than ruin the moment. I like discoveries. I also like landfills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-3643382114728612989?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3643382114728612989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=3643382114728612989' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/3643382114728612989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/3643382114728612989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/discover-fest.html' title='discover fest'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-6477940119461841496</id><published>2007-01-12T23:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:59:12.836-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper airplanes'/><title type='text'>inventors</title><content type='html'>I have submitted my application to ChuckE... So we will see how this goes. I later realized that when I put the earliest date available I put 2006. I guess I have yet to realize that another year has passed and we are moving on once again. So this whole job thing... I don't know if I'm cut out for it, but I'm going to try it on and see how it fits. I would like to thank Rymac for being my first commenter ever. Today has been a day of ups and downs. I am writing this on an up, so yay! I would like to publicly (if you can qualify this as public) thank the Lord for my wonderful roommate and best friend Amy Grace. Thank you Lord! I want to improve my spelling do to new inspiration from watching Akeelah and the Bee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-6477940119461841496?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6477940119461841496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=6477940119461841496' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/6477940119461841496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/6477940119461841496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/inventors.html' title='inventors'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-1354054660298870832</id><published>2007-01-11T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:13:37.547-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='definitions'/><title type='text'>Definitions are my favorite</title><content type='html'>Meek:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Humbly patient or docile, as under &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;provocation &lt;/span&gt;from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Overly &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;submissive&lt;/span&gt; or compliant; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;spiritless&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;tame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes to the first and sorry, but not so much to the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Amy Grace's backpack was opened and I took out this DVD of the Worst Witch! I was immediately told that this was the rest of my Christmas present... Perhaps I could have been more meek in this situation but I really wouldn't have traded that moment. It was precious! Have you ever seen my tambourine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-1354054660298870832?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1354054660298870832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=1354054660298870832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/1354054660298870832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/1354054660298870832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/definitions-are-my-favorite.html' title='Definitions are my favorite'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555833081016537536.post-2134523090786684293</id><published>2007-01-11T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T01:13:03.880-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scooters'/><title type='text'>what do ya know?</title><content type='html'>nothing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4555833081016537536-2134523090786684293?l=bandetteforlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2134523090786684293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4555833081016537536&amp;postID=2134523090786684293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/2134523090786684293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555833081016537536/posts/default/2134523090786684293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bandetteforlife.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-do-ya-know.html' title='what do ya know?'/><author><name>Merrilee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11351186153484781528</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p45/mjponcho4life/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
