<?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-8443012681792167072</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:00:11.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Happy ~ Don't Worry</title><subtitle type='html'>you ain't seen nothin' yet</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.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-8443012681792167072.post-2404301532588547838</id><published>2009-06-28T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:27:18.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Settler's Insomnia</title><content type='html'>Yep....Old Settler's strikes again. You'd think that after living in Metamora for most of my life, I would get used to the fact that there will be horrible 'music' screeching and harmonizing with the shrieks of small and medium and some large people at midnight for four days in a row at the end of every June. But no, I completely forget every year that, not only does Old Settler's block off my street so I have to go around three blocks in the opposite direction to go home but also, the noise will permanently re-scar my eardrums. And it's the one time of year when you have to be careful about being mugged in Metamora. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-2404301532588547838?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/2404301532588547838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=2404301532588547838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/2404301532588547838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/2404301532588547838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2009/06/old-settlers-insomnia.html' title='Old Settler&apos;s Insomnia'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-6684315897707468825</id><published>2009-01-05T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:26:36.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Schoolers....</title><content type='html'>.....you should like this.&lt;br /&gt;So I got accepted into the Honors Program @ ICC. I applied 'cause everybody told me should last fall, but got stuck on the waiting list to be forgotten (much to my unsurprise). Then, AFTER all the fall grades were turned in and the HP people could look at them, I got an acceptance letter. It's like they thought I fabricated my entire transcript out of thin air, faked ever going thru high school and they need proof that, yes, I actually study. *shakes head* wow. well, I guess we showed them. *triumphant grin*&lt;br /&gt;~Megs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-6684315897707468825?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/6684315897707468825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=6684315897707468825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/6684315897707468825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/6684315897707468825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-schoolers.html' title='Home Schoolers....'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-5345545300195263728</id><published>2008-12-26T06:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T06:13:27.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>happy boxing day, everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-5345545300195263728?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/5345545300195263728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=5345545300195263728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/5345545300195263728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/5345545300195263728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-7970630235997779374</id><published>2008-12-08T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:03:18.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodness Gracious</title><content type='html'>Everyone should be so proud of me........Andrea and I went to the cafeteria today!!! And she dumped her soda on the floor! And we almost got lost! So you should be glad we survived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poll #2&lt;br /&gt;What kind of calendar should I get for 2009? The one I had this year was Star Wars and the one before that was...um...I think it was humor cats or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-7970630235997779374?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/7970630235997779374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=7970630235997779374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/7970630235997779374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/7970630235997779374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodness-gracious.html' title='Goodness Gracious'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-109863883922629159</id><published>2008-12-02T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:48:27.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popular</title><content type='html'>Seeing as how the popular item this week is blogging about Garrison's going-away party, I thought I would join. But seeing as how I met the kid twice, I really don't have that much to say of any significance. So two things, Garrison.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) lots of people are (and will continue to be) praying for you&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;2) you're a cool kid, but you need to learn to use 'spiffy' more often and 'freakin' less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best wishes, rock on, and ........"You're supposed to turn right, not left!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-109863883922629159?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/109863883922629159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=109863883922629159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/109863883922629159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/109863883922629159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/12/popular.html' title='Popular'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-7814087756615070823</id><published>2008-11-30T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T13:08:11.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT SNOWED!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Poll # 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car has undergone drastic rehabilitations recently and has hopefully also discovered a change in personality. In the hope that a new name will reflect aforementioned change, I'm taking suggestions for a new name for my car. It's a '92 Dodge Daytona IROC, if that makes any difference whatsoever. Please leave any ideas......I need a very wide base from which to pick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-7814087756615070823?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/7814087756615070823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=7814087756615070823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/7814087756615070823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/7814087756615070823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-snowed.html' title='IT SNOWED!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-5953721403167939072</id><published>2008-11-25T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:07:21.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>well, either everybody is way too bored to post or way too busy to have time to post. we have three whole days off of ICC, but I *get* to babysit and get stuff ready for Thursday and Friday. Thanksgiving's going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; without Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;Randomly last night there appeared a lighted, 'moving' &lt;em&gt;cement truck&lt;/em&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ICC's&lt;/span&gt; front lawn. Non &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sequiteur, &lt;/span&gt;eh? (sp?) I was vaguely confused, but this morning there was in fact a sign to show that the truck was constructed for the Festival of Lights. What a relief! I thought the ghost of ICC had run out of other things to do and decided to mess with our minds this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch for upcoming polls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-5953721403167939072?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/5953721403167939072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=5953721403167939072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/5953721403167939072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/5953721403167939072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/11/hmm.html' title='hmm...'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-4468864151740819364</id><published>2008-11-20T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:25:59.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Pizza....spiders.........rock n' roll....algebra.....ice...Timothy Zahn......'Don't Mess With Me' hat...glitter and Sarlacci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-4468864151740819364?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/4468864151740819364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=4468864151740819364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/4468864151740819364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/4468864151740819364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-4675596467731491244</id><published>2008-11-18T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T04:33:26.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've rediscovered something...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People are like tea bags.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(They have to be in hot water before you know how strong they&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;are.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-4675596467731491244?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/4675596467731491244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=4675596467731491244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/4675596467731491244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/4675596467731491244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-rediscovered-something.html' title='I&apos;ve rediscovered something...'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-8115662553267025830</id><published>2008-11-06T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:14:56.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>okay, I am never going to be a fan of randomly surfing, and don't necessarily approve of any other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vids&lt;/span&gt; from here, so don't randomly see something and think I endorse it. But somebody showed specifically this to me and I about died laughing the first time I saw it. Let me know whether or not you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3eZBevXohCI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3eZBevXohCI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Megs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-8115662553267025830?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/8115662553267025830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=8115662553267025830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/8115662553267025830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/8115662553267025830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-7661054018278812603</id><published>2008-11-03T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:39:51.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to My Friends</title><content type='html'>I've done this several times before. It helps me, even if it confuses everyone else. If you are a disinterested passerby, you might not want to read much farther...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor's Note: You refers to the friends as a whole and you indicates a specific individual.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friend(s)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooooooomuch&lt;/span&gt;. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I run into You, I wind up saying something stupid, or pestering You beyond belief, or randomly embarrassing us. I'm sorry. I just wish You missed me too. Then I wouldn't mind so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; left for Kenya, of all places. I was going to invite &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; over for Christmas cookies, but &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; won't be here. What am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;frustrating&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know her, or if she likes Australia, but &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; could at least make an effort to keep in touch with other human beings. It wouldn't really hurt either one of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are such a doll. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; glad I've gotten to know &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; as a person. I never disliked &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; or your sister or the guys, I just could never connect with You as a group. You were kind of clique-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. But I've gotten to know &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; as a person, and it's been one of the biggest blessings God's sent me in the past year or so. I pray for &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, and him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are a very different person than who I originally thought. I hope you're growing, I know &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; need prayer. you two will be okay; I'll buy a set of salt-and-pepper shakers yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are a very cool person. I'm glad I met &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, even if &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; have a lousy vocab. that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; include &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;decorous&lt;/span&gt; or spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are so far away. I miss talking to &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; about serious and silly subjects alike. I hope &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; get that package, and it cheers &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; up. I hope &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; can visit for Christmas and hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are so grown-up and little-girlish at the same time. you're very good at just talking and not putting me on the spot. I know &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; think &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; need him right now, but patience is a virtue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; stopped and said hi! &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; have absolutely NO idea how much that cheered me up. And I really liked your t-shirt last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are getting better. Can &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; keep it up? Can I stop being so scared?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; didn't shun me! and &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; didn't look like it was a major pain, either! I think our relationship is somehow better now that I see &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; about three times a year. Weird, but true and not necessarily a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;You guys are so special. My guys are the coolest people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; confuse me sometimes. I'm glad you two are so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; should have been able to come the other day. She would have been happier, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;goshdarnit&lt;/span&gt;, I like hanging out with &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;aren't somebody I knew very much, but one of my passwords is based on &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; amaze me. The thing I've always like about &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; is your ability to start a conversation with anybody. you're so outgoing, and &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; don't forget people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; are so funny. I've seen &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; quite a bit, but you're always on your way somewhere. Maybe I'll call &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; had better watch your step. I like you, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening. I just needed to talk to someone who cared. You rock. ~Megs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-7661054018278812603?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/7661054018278812603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=7661054018278812603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/7661054018278812603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/7661054018278812603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/11/letter-to-my-friends.html' title='A Letter to My Friends'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-3388156704144149027</id><published>2008-11-02T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T05:45:40.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*fear*worry*tears*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Please pray for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-3388156704144149027?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/3388156704144149027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=3388156704144149027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/3388156704144149027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/3388156704144149027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/11/fearworrytears.html' title='*fear*worry*tears*'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-7993835009344816931</id><published>2008-10-30T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:38:59.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 of my favorite sounds</title><content type='html'>1. my dad praying&lt;br /&gt;2. rain on the roof at night&lt;br /&gt;3. my guys friends singing loudly&lt;br /&gt;4. Christmas bells&lt;br /&gt;5. the words 'Class Dismissed'&lt;br /&gt;6. laughing at an old inside joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-7993835009344816931?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/7993835009344816931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=7993835009344816931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/7993835009344816931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/7993835009344816931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/10/6-of-my-favorite-sounds.html' title='6 of my favorite sounds'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-1587139578042470206</id><published>2008-10-27T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:28:46.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suspicions...</title><content type='html'>I'm beginning to believe I don't like college...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-1587139578042470206?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/1587139578042470206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=1587139578042470206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/1587139578042470206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/1587139578042470206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/10/suspicions.html' title='Suspicions...'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-109590324360075708</id><published>2008-10-25T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T15:00:33.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daycare Worker is not in my Career Future</title><content type='html'>Margaret and I (mostly Margaret) babysat the Kealen boys last night. I woke up this morning by Jack jumping up and down on my shins and hollering 'we have to be quiet or Andrew will be crabby when he wakes up'. After Margaret left for Tazwood, they wanted to play in the garage so we ran Hot Wheels around the edge of a 6 ft. folding table at the very least 300 times. Then they insisted that they weren't hungry every time I asked until about 10 minutes before Mrs. Kealen got home. Then Andrew decided that he was starving to death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-109590324360075708?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/109590324360075708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=109590324360075708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/109590324360075708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/109590324360075708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/10/daycare-worker-is-not-in-my-career.html' title='Daycare Worker is not in my Career Future'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-1301687721839263617</id><published>2008-10-23T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T14:54:07.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a dark and stormy night...</title><content type='html'>...and I have pix to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tally Marks = approx. 872 (FYI)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly learned something about driving a manual, but not necessarily what you might have expected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-1301687721839263617?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/1301687721839263617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=1301687721839263617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/1301687721839263617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/1301687721839263617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-was-dark-and-stormy-night.html' title='It was a dark and stormy night...'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-1062768158301830345</id><published>2008-10-19T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:38:22.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag-ish Reply</title><content type='html'>1. More spaghetti will fit in Margaret's hair than in Anna B.'s hair.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dont' allow for the 7.5% when playing croquet.&lt;br /&gt;3. The choir CD contained Mrs. Salazar's embarassing cell phone minute.&lt;br /&gt;4. Older people have lots of stories, but they tend to simply repeat the ones you've already heard.&lt;br /&gt;5. ISO 9000 and 1400's don't matter unless you are reading Dilbert.&lt;br /&gt;6. Carrying around a lot of literature at a college fair makes you feel important.&lt;br /&gt;Bonus lesson - "After you send an e-mail message, you can't retrieve or stop it."&lt;br /&gt;~Megs Greenhalgh, your friendly local meglomaniac.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-1062768158301830345?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/1062768158301830345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=1062768158301830345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/1062768158301830345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/1062768158301830345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-ish-reply.html' title='Tag-ish Reply'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8443012681792167072.post-1178656770719560217</id><published>2008-10-09T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:44:13.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canada Has Trees</title><content type='html'>I'm here stictly to chaperon and comment. But just to prove that homeschoolers aren't inherently anti-social, here's a little bit about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a movie watching, book reading, list making, snapshot taking, star gazing 18-year-old ICC attendee, aiming to graduate next December. I've been introduced most often as Abby R.'s cousin, Margaret's sister and Sally's daughter. I will listen to almost any type of music, but my enthusiasm levels are lower for some. I'm a huge StarWars fan and I read FoxTrot, Dilbert, Far Side and Non Sequiteur. I don't do well in group settings, so if I have ever come across as less than amiable, I apologize. I also apologize if I've hugged you when you didn't want to be. I'm somewhat prone to to that. My life goal is to be a little more like Christ every day. My only hobby to speak of is collecting hats (47, last count.) I don't blend in well, often have a smart mouth, and wear skirts every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three heros - Jesus Christ, Don Iguan and the Little Old Lady from Pasadena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8443012681792167072-1178656770719560217?l=misspasadena.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/feeds/1178656770719560217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8443012681792167072&amp;postID=1178656770719560217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/1178656770719560217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8443012681792167072/posts/default/1178656770719560217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspasadena.blogspot.com/2008/10/surprise.html' title='Canada Has Trees'/><author><name>Megs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11569754042504436886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-IqzCnArQhU/SQnym31hlkI/AAAAAAAAABw/xdRLUTpluI8/S220/IMG_0747+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
