<?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-5854620</id><updated>2011-11-17T03:39:15.384-04:00</updated><category term='War'/><category term='Shaun Fevens'/><category term='Hero'/><category term='Faithfulness'/><category term='Cpl Fevens'/><title type='text'>Naomi's Notes</title><subtitle type='html'>A place to read my thoughts, feelings and that which is on my mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-1118987713319358184</id><published>2009-03-31T22:45:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:51:34.083-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><summary type='text'>... an article that supports my coffee addiction!  This article was published as part of a Medscape Continuing Education Package, and its great for all of us women who drink WAAYYY to much coffee!Coffee Intake Associated with Decreased Stroke in Woman February 19, 2009 — "A new analysis of data from the Nurses' Health Studyshows that long-term intake of up to 4 or more cups of coffee per day was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1118987713319358184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=1118987713319358184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/1118987713319358184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/1118987713319358184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-8598903332430233834</id><published>2009-03-26T18:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:14:36.386-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the Fire</title><summary type='text'>"So many times I’ve questioned certain circumstances   Or things I could not understand   Many times in trials, weakness blurs my vision   And my frustrations get so out of hand   It’s then I am reminded I’ve never been forsaken   I’ve never had to stand the test alone   As I look at all the victories, the Spirit rises up in me   It’s through the fire my weakness is made strong  And He never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8598903332430233834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=8598903332430233834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/8598903332430233834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/8598903332430233834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/through-fire.html' title='Through the Fire'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-3094277869811239760</id><published>2009-03-22T17:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:21:19.462-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There a Peter in all of Us</title><summary type='text'>Many have heard the storey of Peter denying Christ.  Its a integral part of the Passion Storey.  Today a member of our church spoke of Peter's denial in the service, it was the spring board to something else(another day's storey perhaps) but it got me thinking, is there  a bit of Peter in all of us.  I doubt that many of us on any given day blatantly DENY Christ, but i wonder are there other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3094277869811239760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=3094277869811239760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/3094277869811239760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/3094277869811239760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-there-peter-in-all-of-us.html' title='Is There a Peter in all of Us'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-2775742464810907561</id><published>2009-01-07T16:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:54:25.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh to be like Catherine of Siena</title><summary type='text'>"According to legend, her devotion to the ailling poor was so pleasing to the Master, who had gone healing the ailing, that she a number of visits from celestial personages.  Above all the Christ Child was so much interested in this young women who when scarecely more than a child, had insisted on devoting herself to His ailing poor..."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2775742464810907561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=2775742464810907561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2775742464810907561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2775742464810907561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Oh to be like Catherine of Siena'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-2482128533393678196</id><published>2009-01-07T14:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:21:32.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Met to Worship</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2482128533393678196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=2482128533393678196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2482128533393678196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2482128533393678196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-have-met-to-worship.html' title='We Have Met to Worship'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hjzAm2y3L2A/SWUOoIj0F9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/GbRTGrMNs0g/s72-c/brethren+we.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-2381667871540774938</id><published>2008-11-24T13:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:02:01.874-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Good Day</title><summary type='text'>It's a good day to be alive.  The sky is bright, the snow is pretty on  the ground (not so on the roads however), and although nothing big is happening in my day I am thankfull to be here.  With american thanksgiving on its way i am beginign to think about all that i am thankful for. 1) Family; although all of my family is in NB celebrating this holiday this year, i am blessed to have a loving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2381667871540774938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=2381667871540774938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2381667871540774938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2381667871540774938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-good-day.html' title='It&apos;s a Good Day'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-515729594851697370</id><published>2008-11-24T00:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:33:46.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was a little after 7 when i left the floor and headed down to the staff lounge to get my coat and boots.  the night had been long filled with much to do.  We started the cold walk up the hill to J's apartment.  We had decided that it would be easier to stay at her house as she was closer to work then I.  We arrived home with enough time to shower, eat, and get ready to leave for church.  Tired</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/515729594851697370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=515729594851697370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/515729594851697370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/515729594851697370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-was-little-after-7-when-i-left-floor.html' title=''/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-254645791558086157</id><published>2008-11-17T19:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:31:00.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He is here!</title><summary type='text'>HE is here halleluah, HE is here AMEN!  That is very evident in the creation of earth, man kind, and the universe, galaxies otherthan  and including ours.  We watch an incredible video at church yesterday that was so eye opening and well AWESOME!  THe worship was excellent as well.  I knelt on the floor of the theater in my seat and prayed for Gods continued presence in my life, in the church and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/254645791558086157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=254645791558086157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/254645791558086157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/254645791558086157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/he-is-here.html' title='He is here!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-1222875463330900282</id><published>2008-11-15T19:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:21:17.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I Forget</title><summary type='text'>I just got home.  The rain has drenched my hair, and it deffinatley feels like fall in halifax.  The family i board with is having thier family christmas get together.  The laughter from above seeps down to where i am and i am reminded of christmas's past, where my own family once gathered and laughed, ate, sang and reminiced.  How often we take for granted those we love.  Perhaps we don't call </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1222875463330900282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=1222875463330900282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/1222875463330900282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/1222875463330900282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes-i-forget.html' title='Sometimes I Forget'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-8673580719069077623</id><published>2008-09-03T14:20:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T14:23:06.098-03:00</updated><title type='text'>This Journey is my Own</title><summary type='text'>When I stand before the Lord, I’ll be standing aloneThis journey is my own Still I want man’s advice, and I need man’s approvalThis journey is my ownWhy would I want to live for man, and pay the highest priceWhat does it mean to gain a whole world, only to lose my lifeSo much of what I do is to make a good impressionThis journey is my ownAnd so much of what I say is to make myself look betterBut </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8673580719069077623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=8673580719069077623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/8673580719069077623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/8673580719069077623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-journey-is-my-own.html' title='This Journey is my Own'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-8438219627106912460</id><published>2008-09-02T21:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:26:34.287-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Corinthians 13-- Nurses’ Version</title><summary type='text'>Though I’ve memorized all medical terminology,and have learned every treatment protocol we’ve had in class,if I have not love, I will be of little worth as a caregiver.Though I may be great at reading test results,and seeing health patterns that others overlook,if I forget that my patients come to me broken and in need, yet made in His image,I am little better than a clanging, robotic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8438219627106912460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=8438219627106912460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/8438219627106912460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/8438219627106912460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-corinthians-13-nurses-version.html' title='I Corinthians 13-- Nurses’ Version'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-6001993467820451859</id><published>2008-09-01T19:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:53:08.574-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stand On Holy Ground</title><summary type='text'>And God called to Moses from the middle of the bush: ..."Take off your shoes, for the place on which you stand is holy ground." Exodus 3:4-5 The nurse's smile warmly embraces the cancer patient arriving for a chemotherapy treatment. This is holy ground. The nurse watches solicitously over the pre-op child who tearfully whispers "I'm scared"... This is holy ground. The nurse gently diffuses the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6001993467820451859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=6001993467820451859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/6001993467820451859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/6001993467820451859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-stand-on-holy-ground.html' title='I Stand On Holy Ground'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-2507513593008267771</id><published>2008-07-02T01:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T01:32:52.577-03:00</updated><title type='text'>5 things</title><summary type='text'>i stole this off the blog of a guy who goes to my church.What were you doing 5 years ago?-Working as a nanny-Taking night classes-Spending a lot of time at the beach-Studying-just being coolWhat are five things you did today?-Went to the Deep Water Picnick-Watched the Fire Works-Went to Boston Pizza-Watched Jon and Kate-Enjoyed the sunWhat are five snacks you enjoy?-Crispy Mini's-Peanut Butter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2507513593008267771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=2507513593008267771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2507513593008267771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2507513593008267771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/07/5-things.html' title='5 things'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-4309593530195738299</id><published>2008-06-27T15:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T15:10:57.752-03:00</updated><title type='text'>For one to another</title><summary type='text'>A message to Joshua that i too needed to hear.In the same way I was with Moses, I'll be with you. I won't give up on you; I won't leave you. Strength! Courage!  ...  Give it everything you have, heart and soul. Make sure you carry out The Revelation that Moses commanded you, every bit of it. Don't get off track, either left or right, so as to make sure you get to where you're going. And don't for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4309593530195738299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=4309593530195738299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/4309593530195738299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/4309593530195738299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-one-to-another.html' title='For one to another'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-6442280722560614540</id><published>2008-05-04T12:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T13:23:39.992-03:00</updated><title type='text'>God Provides</title><summary type='text'>Well we hear it and many say it "God provides... Do what you can trust God for the rest... etc..." It becomes almost mundane, more colacial than anything.  But i am here today to say it really does happen. The past few weeks for me have been tight financaily. I have used the last of my saved up summer money and my 40$ a week i make at the boarding home doesnt cover rent let alone the bills.  My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6442280722560614540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=6442280722560614540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/6442280722560614540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/6442280722560614540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-provides.html' title='God Provides'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-1806398808705770950</id><published>2008-03-05T14:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:52:55.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You just never know!</title><summary type='text'>You never really  know whats going on with a person from day to day.  You don;t know what they are struggling with, what they are dealing with above and beyond the task at hand be it work, school a driver ont he road etc.  Far to often we are quick to pass judgment on a persons performance and never do we ask them how they really are or why they might not be performiong quite at thier usuall </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1806398808705770950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=1806398808705770950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/1806398808705770950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/1806398808705770950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-just-never-know.html' title='You just never know!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-4407597128111164491</id><published>2008-02-21T08:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T08:58:07.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Between the Lines</title><summary type='text'>Time to tell me the truth To burden your mouth for what you sayNo pieces of paper in the way Cause i cant continue pretending to chooseThe opposite sides on which we fall The loving you laters if at allNo right minds could wrong be this many times My memory is cruelIm queen of attention to details Defending intentions if he failsUntil now, he told me her name It sounded familiar in a way I could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4407597128111164491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=4407597128111164491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/4407597128111164491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/4407597128111164491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/between-lines.html' title='Between the Lines'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-2265717882402684812</id><published>2008-02-11T08:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T08:52:31.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post!</title><summary type='text'>Well its been a very long time since i posted.  In my own deffence, i have had sooo much in the go and so much happening in my life blogging wasn't really a priority.  But some of that is behind me now. I have started a women of faith study which is prooving to be soo benificial in my life.  It is meeting me right where i am at!!!!!!  Lets just say my focus had gotten shifted slightly but know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2265717882402684812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=2265717882402684812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2265717882402684812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2265717882402684812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-52469403196048117</id><published>2007-10-27T10:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T10:25:35.662-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Coffee Conectoion.</title><summary type='text'>I pulled back the freshness seal on a new caniser of coffee this morning.   Scooped the coffee into the filter and let it  do its thing.  I took one sip of the coffee post brew and was suprosed at its beautifuly fragrent taste.  YEs coffee always taste good in th morning but this cup as awesome!  Then it hit me...the coffee itself was new and fresh, and that the other coffee i had been drinking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/52469403196048117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=52469403196048117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/52469403196048117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/52469403196048117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/fresh-coffee-conectoion.html' title='Fresh Coffee Conectoion.'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-3517457457608276360</id><published>2007-10-24T23:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T02:22:49.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><summary type='text'>Another year has past since i last posted a happy birthday message to my dear Grandma Brown. This year's message is a little different. God brought her home last April. I contrast her birthday last year, her not knoing it was even her special day, longing to be there to let her know if even for that moment that i loved her. This year Grandma B is no longer sick. There is great debate i know about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3517457457608276360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=3517457457608276360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/3517457457608276360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/3517457457608276360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-6101848846048477971</id><published>2007-09-29T23:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T23:58:45.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt. 25:40</title><summary type='text'>In the Message Bible, Matt. 25:40 says Then the King will say, 'I'm telling the solemn truth: Whenever you did one of these things to someone overlooked or ignored, that was me—you did it to me.'   I read that and it gets me thinking.  How the face of christ is all around us, its the hungry woman waiting in line at the foodbank, its the little old man lying in the bed at the Nursing Home, or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6101848846048477971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=6101848846048477971' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/6101848846048477971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/6101848846048477971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/09/matt-2540.html' title='Matt. 25:40'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-2753165354696306060</id><published>2007-08-08T20:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:41:34.134-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meloncholy</title><summary type='text'>The rain is pouring outside my window, and dashboard is serenading me.  I would be lying if i said all was well.  I am missing Yarmouth (more importantly the ppl there), missing my parents, and waiting to hear back from both student loans, and the job apps/ resumes i put out.  so much of this summer i have yet to understand but a wise person wrote this: "I've realized that this summer has been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2753165354696306060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=2753165354696306060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2753165354696306060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/2753165354696306060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/08/meloncholy.html' title='Meloncholy'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-794561412644328028</id><published>2007-06-17T22:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:29:58.465-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Paid It All - Kristian Stanfill</title><summary type='text'>Powerful truth!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/794561412644328028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=794561412644328028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/794561412644328028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/794561412644328028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/06/jesus-paid-it-all-kristian-stanfill.html' title='Jesus Paid It All - Kristian Stanfill'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-8029908993005943418</id><published>2007-06-15T17:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T17:22:04.649-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...</title><summary type='text'>Welll its been interesting recently, lot of changes going on..  I'mm back for the summer change #1 back in with the parents all that adjusting to do.  I am in a managment position at work which is stressfull at times, my Best friend is 3 hours away from me.   oh and then i find out my parents are moving back to the states!  Yeah then a month ago my grandma past away 2 wks later my uncle, My aunt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8029908993005943418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=8029908993005943418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/8029908993005943418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/8029908993005943418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/06/well.html' title='Well...'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-3051426671523589115</id><published>2007-05-22T21:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T21:15:22.397-03:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><summary type='text'>So yesterday i found out my uncle Johnny Died.  A man in his fifties, with a teenage son, it hardly seems fair for God to take him home so soon.  He never got to see his son graduate, or go to college.  I dont see the justice in that.   I am not going to say i am made at God because ultimatly i know that his ways are perfect, but humanly it doesnt seem fair.      Mom and her two sisters and thier</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3051426671523589115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=3051426671523589115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/3051426671523589115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/3051426671523589115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-8857569507047925649</id><published>2007-05-20T14:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T15:01:56.724-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth</title><summary type='text'>I recieved and email last night from my regular ride to church saying they would be unable to drive me, but gave me an alternate # to try.  I could have easily said "To hec with it.. i want the time to sleep in, and TECHNIQLY" my ride couldnt take me"  I decided though to give the other # a try, no answer, still could've left it at that and slept in.  I did however leave a message.  A morning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8857569507047925649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=8857569507047925649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/8857569507047925649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/8857569507047925649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/05/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-6859749050827232892</id><published>2007-04-25T16:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T17:04:06.488-03:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Third Day</title><summary type='text'>I sit here tonight listeining to Matt Maher's On the Third Day.  The entire song talks of how the very world we live in points to the Easter storey and how Jesus prevailed on the third day.  Theres a 'line that says "for everything must die to rise again"  and today that brings me great peace and hope.  I got  word today that my Grandma Brown is in the last days of her life, she has begun the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6859749050827232892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=6859749050827232892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/6859749050827232892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/6859749050827232892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/04/on-third-day.html' title='On the Third Day'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-3509499975197263148</id><published>2007-04-13T16:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T17:59:00.671-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cpl Fevens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shaun Fevens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='War'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithfulness'/><title type='text'>What a week!</title><summary type='text'>The week is drawing to and end and i have to say it has been an interesting one for sure.  5 days ago i recieved the word that Shaun had been involved in the incident overseas.  I posted on monday about it, and u all know of my disgust r/t it.  I do however have to praise our Glorious and AWESOME God for his watch care over him.  As i told a CBC representative, i do not believe in luck, and i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3509499975197263148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=3509499975197263148' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/3509499975197263148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/3509499975197263148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-1099537128409024620</id><published>2007-04-09T13:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T13:46:46.075-03:00</updated><title type='text'>What a sick World</title><summary type='text'>What a sick world we live in these days.  I shake my head as i read the news.  Yesterday a canadaian LAVIII was hit with explosives causing the amo on board to ignite and kill 6 and critically injury one candadian solider.  I shake my head! These men were over there trying to make this country a BETTER place.  They went over believeing in the mission, they went so that the citizens of the nation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1099537128409024620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=1099537128409024620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/1099537128409024620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/1099537128409024620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-sick-world.html' title='What a sick World'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-5396630097658763529</id><published>2007-04-05T23:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:51:07.145-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem by Dad</title><summary type='text'>A poem by my Dad for you Sweet BethThe day dawned dark as the creek ran high.The girl wandered off while the world seemed fine.The waters churned white while the mother marked time.The creek bank beckoned as the shoppers walk by.The moment marked only by trees and brookThe quiet calls merged into desperate look.The crews offered hope while doubtful heads shook.The girl was ensnared by a wooden </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5396630097658763529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=5396630097658763529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/5396630097658763529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/5396630097658763529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/04/poem-by-dad.html' title='A poem by Dad'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-117011180486022269</id><published>2007-01-29T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T19:03:24.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They're off</title><summary type='text'>Well they're off, 120 troops from CFB gagetown left today.  Amongst them was Cpl. Shaun Fevens, a dear friend of mine.  I Prayed for them a couple times today, and will continue to do so ove rthe next 6 mos.  Although i have been praying for out troops b4 now, it is personal now.  And i find its closer to the forefront of my thoughts.  As always i will wear red friday a simple way to remind </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/117011180486022269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=117011180486022269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/117011180486022269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/117011180486022269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/01/theyre-off.html' title='They&apos;re off'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-117000313441962409</id><published>2007-01-28T12:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T13:06:55.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!</title><summary type='text'>Well what an awesome day!!!!! Let me repeat that... WHAT AN AWESOME DAY!!!!! I went to church this AM and the presence of the Lord fell upon me like I have never felt it before. I was brought to tears. I cried uncontrollably and could not even pin point exactly why. I just knew it was God. I have been less then myself recently, and I heard over and over today GOD WILL HEAR YOUR CRIES. Pastor Jim </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/117000313441962409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=117000313441962409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/117000313441962409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/117000313441962409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/01/wow.html' title='WOW!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-116874072658657936</id><published>2007-01-13T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:12:06.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My desire - J. Camp</title><summary type='text'>You want to be real, you want to be empty insideYou want to be someone laying down your prideYou want to be someone somedayThen lay it all down before the kingYou want to be whole, you want to have purpose insideYou want to have virtue and purify your mindYou want to be set free todayThen lay it all down before the kingThis is my desire, this is my returnThis is my desire to be used by youYou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116874072658657936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=116874072658657936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116874072658657936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116874072658657936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-desire-j-camp.html' title='My desire - J. Camp'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-116674700960810030</id><published>2006-12-21T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T20:23:29.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies!</title><summary type='text'>A few cookies for you my e-audience!                   ~MERRY CHRISTMAS!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116674700960810030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=116674700960810030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116674700960810030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116674700960810030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/cookies.html' title='Cookies!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-116581352943301049</id><published>2006-12-11T00:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T01:05:29.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>random writing</title><summary type='text'>Well it's 5mins to 1 suday evening, well monday morning i suppose.  I have an examin less than 8hrs. and i should be studying yet somehow i seem drawn to write here.  Exam seasons is upon us and oh how i hate it.  The coffee pot is forever on, and if ya'll thought i drank alot of coffee b4 you aint seen nothin yet. ( ok enough  southren talk) I am feeling rather relaxed tonight, despite the ball </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116581352943301049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=116581352943301049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116581352943301049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116581352943301049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/random-writing.html' title='random writing'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-116510990463268189</id><published>2006-12-02T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T21:38:24.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><summary type='text'>Anyone who knows me knows i am a no nonsense kinda girl! We live in a convenience world and i take advantage of that.  Online banking, email, express lanes.  When i shop i go in on a mission.  i have a list, or at least an idea of what i need.  Go in , get it , and GET OUT!!!  I dont shop  "for fun" I just DON'T understand you ppl who do !!!! LOL  I like to get things done when there is time so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116510990463268189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=116510990463268189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116510990463268189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116510990463268189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/12/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-116477222445722200</id><published>2006-11-28T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:50:24.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I need this!</title><summary type='text'> I can lie down and sleep soundly because you, LORD, will keep me safe. ~Ps. 4:8 CEV Help me oh God to hear and believe this.  Let this be my comfort tonight, let me feel your presence, may i sleep soundly because of you.  Your word teaches us that you are the great shepard the protector.  you watch out for your sheep and protect us. Praise be to You for your unfailing mercies. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116477222445722200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=116477222445722200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116477222445722200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116477222445722200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-need-this.html' title='I need this!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-116424599702539460</id><published>2006-11-22T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:39:57.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How awesome to Know!</title><summary type='text'>How awesome to know that God is omniscient,  and that he knows exactly what is best for us.  I spent some time in prayer this week asking God to help me see what it is he wants for me.(r/t previous post)  And last night God answered my prayers and gave me insight.   Although the outcome was not what i had thought i wanted I know that it is for the best, because God knows me me better then anyone!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116424599702539460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=116424599702539460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116424599702539460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116424599702539460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/11/how-awesome-to-know.html' title='How awesome to Know!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-116399304029441684</id><published>2006-11-19T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T23:24:00.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder as I wander</title><summary type='text'>Isnt that the verse of a song??  I think so.  Either way, it seems to fit my pensive mood.  I have a lot goin on in this head of mine.  A lot of thinking that needs to be done.  I feel that i am facing some decisions which need to be made, yet i feel less then infromed on the matter so a good decision will be hard to make.  Ok so i am not making any sense i am sure, welcome to my world lol.  I am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116399304029441684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=116399304029441684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116399304029441684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116399304029441684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wonder-as-i-wander.html' title='I wonder as I wander'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-116138835031794262</id><published>2006-10-20T20:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T20:52:30.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday, R U wearing red??</title><summary type='text'>It is friday, are you wearing red?  There is a trend begining to form to wear red on fridays.  It is a sign of support for our troops.  I heard about it a while ago and began to look it up, it started with some military wives wanting to show support, and it just began to grow.  I try to wear red on fridays as much as possible.  Even for clinical i where my red scrubs.  My supprt however is more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116138835031794262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=116138835031794262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116138835031794262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116138835031794262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-friday-r-u-wearing-red.html' title='It&apos;s Friday, R U wearing red??'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-116088063180993421</id><published>2006-10-14T23:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T23:50:31.820-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to Serve</title><summary type='text'>That was the subject line to the email i sent to Global Partners.  I felt impressed to email them tonight and inquire about possible opportunities for me to serve this summer.  I talked with my sister the other night about the whole thing and how i was waiting on God to tell me when and where.  I believe it was He who lead me to email GP and we will wait to see what becomes of it.  You my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/116088063180993421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=116088063180993421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116088063180993421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/116088063180993421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/10/ready-to-serve.html' title='Ready to Serve'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-115861856449007723</id><published>2006-09-18T18:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:29:24.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Small steps, but cool!</title><summary type='text'>Ok so i am here getting settled into classes, a new set of ppl,  new relationships.  In the past week, i have been able to work my faith, and even my relationship with Christ into conversations.  As my title suggests its not been the type if thing where i was able to go through the "plan of salvation" or anything like that, but its so cool when you can do anything to share yourfaith.  We did this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115861856449007723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=115861856449007723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/115861856449007723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/115861856449007723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/small-steps-but-cool.html' title='Small steps, but cool!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-115766110851397040</id><published>2006-09-07T17:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T16:55:50.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><summary type='text'>So it is almost the end of week one of classes, and it is finally starting to pick up. We actually did work today and i am so thankful!!! I was getting pretty bored!!!! Tonight we have a few chapters to read and although it is all reveiw for me i am going to enjoy reading it. I have come to realize that this semester is going to be a HUGE review. there is barely anything being covered that i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115766110851397040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=115766110851397040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/115766110851397040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/115766110851397040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-115758766659300933</id><published>2006-09-06T20:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T21:07:46.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><summary type='text'>There was a chill in the air as i got ready to go to the grocery store.  I put on a sweater and my "puffy vest" and headed out.  The smell of new apples mixed with this climate adjustment reminded me that Fall has deffinately arrived. Fall brings with it many things.  The begining of school, the harvest, pumpkins, and for church goers, the start of many new and pre-existing ministries.  This year</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115758766659300933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=115758766659300933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/115758766659300933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/115758766659300933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/09/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-115211442012659143</id><published>2006-07-05T12:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T11:45:08.773-03:00</updated><title type='text'>In Me</title><summary type='text'>If You ask me to leapOut of my boat on the crashing wavesIf You ask me to goPreach to the lost world that Jesus savesI'll go, but I cannot go aloneCause I know I'm nothing on my ownBut the power of Christ in me makes me strongMakes me strong Cause when I'm weak,You make me strongWhen I'm blind, You shine Your light on meCause I'll never get by living on my own abilityHow refreshing to know You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/115211442012659143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=115211442012659143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/115211442012659143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/115211442012659143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-me.html' title='In Me'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-114360098837831046</id><published>2006-03-28T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:56:28.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Ends of the Earth</title><summary type='text'>In the past few weeks, the song " To the ends of the Earth" has been coming to me.  I was doing research for my sunday school lesson and it was on a website, I was playing a random playist and it played, I went to church and it was in one of the worship packages.  As the praise team was rehursing, the words resenated in my head, and i felt my hand began to lift.  I stood there and sang, the words</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/114360098837831046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=114360098837831046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/114360098837831046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/114360098837831046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-ends-of-earth.html' title='To The Ends of the Earth'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113941202578227070</id><published>2006-02-08T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T11:20:25.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oooh clogs!</title><summary type='text'> Ok so these are my new work clogs, i work in healthcare so its ok that they are ugly white.  I got them at Marks Work Wearhouse.  An awesome place for those ppl who are nurses, CCA's , PCWs, etc. They have a wide aray of Scrubs, and of course these shoes.  They have this cushiony, shock absorbing insole, and an optional back strap.  I love them!  Its great because when i sit down to do my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113941202578227070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113941202578227070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113941202578227070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113941202578227070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/oooh-clogs.html' title='oooh clogs!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113911019248412877</id><published>2006-02-04T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T23:29:52.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Entry</title><summary type='text'>So i was planning to blog about this last night but i never got around to it.  So as u know i work at a local "retirement Home" as part of the Nursing Staff.  Any way last night, a lady was sitting in a chair in the parlor very aggitated, pulling at her TED stockings.  I go over to see what the problem was and i notie two LARGE wrinkles  in them, which of course is SOOOOO bad.  For those of u </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113911019248412877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113911019248412877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113911019248412877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113911019248412877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/02/late-entry.html' title='Late Entry'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113772859270471525</id><published>2006-01-19T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T23:43:12.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>checkin' in :)</title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, i know its been a while since I posted last.  I have been busy with work, church and family commitments.  Its thursday night, and i normally would be excited that i am not working tomorrow  night, yet i have no plans, so it looks like yet another friday night at home :(     (2 in a row, yikes!)  Im on my way to bed soon, have to be up early for work tomorrow, gotta love 0645 report eh??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113772859270471525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113772859270471525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113772859270471525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113772859270471525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/checkin-in.html' title='checkin&apos; in :)'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113669064968371160</id><published>2006-01-07T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T23:24:09.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a night</title><summary type='text'>So i have this love hate realtionship with work.  I love my job so very much, love the residents in my care, and yet i hate that things are going like they are.  I work with some pretty interesting staff.  Tonight i had a few frustrating encounters with staff members, and i wanted to just shake them and ask them if they had a brain, and if so why on earth didnt they use it.  Some people who work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113669064968371160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113669064968371160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113669064968371160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113669064968371160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2006/01/oh-what-night.html' title='Oh what a night'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113530964329960327</id><published>2005-12-22T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T23:47:23.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey All</title><summary type='text'>Hey its been awhile since i posted last, i have been soo busy.  I worked 42 hours in 4 days last week.  WOrked this week too, ontop of shopping wrapping and that sort of christmasy stuff.  I blog tonight with a heavey heart.  I have some things goin on with me, and they are kinda gettin me down.  I am working diligently to rectify them, but one can only do so much.  Last night in bed, i gave the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113530964329960327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113530964329960327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113530964329960327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113530964329960327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-all.html' title='Hey All'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113477796992442227</id><published>2005-12-16T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T20:06:09.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Break?</title><summary type='text'>So i came home for christmas break expecting to get a few shifts at work, maybe just one a week.  Well man was i ever wrong.  I have worked 42 hours since Tuesday, and could have worked even more if i had wanted.  The called me to work monday and i declinced.  Then they also offered me shifts saturday sunday monday, and tuesday.  in addition to my shift on wednesday.  I love my job dont get me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113477796992442227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113477796992442227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113477796992442227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113477796992442227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/break.html' title='Break?'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113393405236514097</id><published>2005-12-07T01:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T01:40:52.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Whom the Bells Toll</title><summary type='text'>As I walked to the store tonight I heard the unmistakable sound of church bells. The sound rang threw the cold December air. I have walked that path countless times, and never once have I heard those bells. Tonight it acted as a reminder to me, that in the business of the Christmas season: school, work, travel, parties, we mustn't forget the real reason for this season, Christ's birth. I must say</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113393405236514097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113393405236514097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113393405236514097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113393405236514097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-whom-bells-toll.html' title='For Whom the Bells Toll'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113344491222982108</id><published>2005-12-01T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T09:48:32.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Calm???</title><summary type='text'>I woke up this morning feeling well rested, suprised that i felt this way being that it was b4 625(the time my alarm was due to sound).  I rolled over to se what time it was , and nearly had a heart attack.  It was 20 mins. to 8 and i was due on campus at 8.  I lept out of bed and raced around.  DOwning 1/2 a bottle of American Moutain Dew(nice and caffeinated) i quickly through clothes on.   I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113344491222982108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113344491222982108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113344491222982108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113344491222982108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/12/calm.html' title='Calm???'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113336312879009248</id><published>2005-11-30T10:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T11:05:28.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And they're hangin their stockings!!!</title><summary type='text'>I sat this morning as  ate my breakfast watching the original How the Grinch Stole Chritmas .  I was immediatley brought back to my childhood.  I remembered my Dad on christmas eve reading that story.  He would start out in a nice narrative voice with the "every who down in who ville..."  but then his voice would change as he read the words of the grinch "And they're hanging their stockings"  He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113336312879009248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113336312879009248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113336312879009248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113336312879009248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-theyre-hangin-their-stockings.html' title='And they&apos;re hangin their stockings!!!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113301561711086114</id><published>2005-11-26T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T10:33:37.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey All</title><summary type='text'>Hey All,Its been a few days since i've posted last.  Ive been pretty busy with school.  Papers, test, labs, exams next week.  Just the normal year end stuff.  Im really looking forward to the christmas break.  Im gonna be working some but im actually looking forward to it.  It will be a nice break from all the books.  Plus i miss all the residents, I really grew to love them last year.  oh yeah i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113301561711086114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113301561711086114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113301561711086114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113301561711086114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-all.html' title='Hey All'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113276812892245976</id><published>2005-11-23T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T18:10:01.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Cut</title><summary type='text'> Ok so i got a hair cut.  This first pic is my new hair cut in a straight style. The 2nd is my hair curly. The hair dresser was AWESOME. Her name was Devon and man, i will be goin back to her. Anyway just thought id post these for u my e-audience.Love Ya!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113276812892245976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113276812892245976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113276812892245976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113276812892245976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/hair-cut.html' title='Hair Cut'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113254644669880786</id><published>2005-11-21T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T18:08:07.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look at my new Mittens!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>"look at my new mittens!!!!" a little girl shreiks excitedly as she sits upon her daddy's shoulders. She, along with everyone else huddled on University Ave. is there to Watch the Santa CLause Parade. A few of my friends, and I all decided to go. Although my toes suffered emensly due to the cold, it was all worth it. I sure had a good time. After the parade we all went back to my friend's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113254644669880786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113254644669880786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113254644669880786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113254644669880786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/look-at-my-new-mittens.html' title='Look at my new Mittens!!!!!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113227182767857671</id><published>2005-11-17T19:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T20:12:18.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alabaster Box</title><summary type='text'>Here is a song by CeCe Winnns. It is soo beautiful.The room grew stillAs she made her way to JesusShe stumbled through the tears,That make her blindShe felt such painSome spoke in angerHeard folks whisperThere's no place here for her kindStill on she cameThrough the shame that flushed her faceUntil at last she knelt before his feetAnd though she spoke no wordsEverything she said was heardAs she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113227182767857671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113227182767857671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113227182767857671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113227182767857671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/alabaster-box.html' title='Alabaster Box'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113209347174087576</id><published>2005-11-15T18:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T18:24:31.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Snow</title><summary type='text'>So today we had our first snow of the season.  As i walked uptown from Infusion, a local tea place to the City Market the snow began to fall softly.   Ed, a friend from school grumbled,not happy with this cold white matter.  i on the other hand was pretty happy.  After we parted ways, and i got on my bus and he on his, my mind began to wander as it often does on the bus.  I remebered back to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113209347174087576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113209347174087576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113209347174087576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113209347174087576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/1st-snow.html' title='1st Snow'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113199066395736429</id><published>2005-11-14T13:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T13:51:03.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So intrigued</title><summary type='text'>i have about a million things i could and would like to post about. i may make a few posts, we will see. my first post is about people. I am amazed at some people. They do nothing to retain friends, and some even do things to burn brideges, yet somehow they feel they have the right to be mad when the action is reciprocated, or when they are less than eager to answer their beckon call.  Somep </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113199066395736429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113199066395736429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113199066395736429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113199066395736429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-intrigued.html' title='So intrigued'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113173627169142084</id><published>2005-11-11T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T15:11:11.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Never forget</title><summary type='text'>     I stood crying in the freezing cold, the tears stinging my face.  I saw this old man all hunched over, trying deparately to stand tall as he marched with his fellow legion members.  He was once a young, strong man, one who stood tall as he boarded a ship to go off and fight for his country, OUR country.       This scene brought back memories of my grampy.  Of how he used to march for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113173627169142084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113173627169142084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113173627169142084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113173627169142084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/never-forget.html' title='Never forget'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113099281789648634</id><published>2005-11-03T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T00:40:17.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Albert was a wise man</title><summary type='text'>As u all know i am a Student Nurse.  I study the human body and all of its intricate workings.  I study how to facilitate healing, both physical and emotional.  I of course am one who believes in God, and how he created the universe.  He made man in his image, planned us out thoughtfuly. Not only did he know that if we were going to fct as an organism then we would need to have some physological </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113099281789648634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113099281789648634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113099281789648634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113099281789648634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/albert-was-wise-man.html' title='Albert was a wise man'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113098755806496366</id><published>2005-11-02T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:12:38.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend</title><summary type='text'>So i went home this weekend.  There had been promises of some great social activities, emphisis on Promises.  Well, friday night i got in later than expected, that was issue #1.  A few of us still deceided to get together.  Well i was having a ok time, but our driver wasnt so much enjoying herself so we left.  Then saturday night, went to a party, didnt know anyone, which isnt too bad but add </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113098755806496366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113098755806496366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113098755806496366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113098755806496366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-113025530558266121</id><published>2005-10-25T12:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T12:48:25.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'>We take for granted</title><summary type='text'>     We take for granted so many things in our lives, food, clothing, shelter, and simple cognitive function.       Today is my Gramma Brown's birthday.  She is turning 68 and has such severe dementia that i doubt if she even realizes that this is her special day.       Back in the day there would have been a party of family and friends.  She wouldve gotten her hair done, probably bought a new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/113025530558266121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=113025530558266121' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113025530558266121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/113025530558266121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-take-for-granted.html' title='We take for granted'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112977819664093783</id><published>2005-10-20T12:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T00:16:36.666-03:00</updated><title type='text'>They say...</title><summary type='text'>They say that scent is strongly tied to memory, i believe this to be SOOOOO true!!!  Today as i was gathering up my parcels, and about to leave the grocerystore, i smelled soemthing.  I cant exactly put my finger on it but i belieive it was the cold air( yes it has a smell) and car fumes.  It sent me back many many years.  TO CHristmas time.  Back to the parkinglot of the Regent Mall.  We would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112977819664093783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112977819664093783' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112977819664093783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112977819664093783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/they-say.html' title='They say...'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112966313054791930</id><published>2005-10-18T16:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T16:18:50.553-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought</title><summary type='text'>So i was watching TV today as i ate my lunch and i saw and add about poverty.  It said that every 3 seconds a child dies from poverty.  It was sad yes but didnt hit me until just now as i opened up my blog.  I am very quick to complain.  i complain about what clothes i do or do not have, i complain that my apartment is small and isnt as nice as i would have liked.  We all do it.  But do we ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112966313054791930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112966313054791930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112966313054791930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112966313054791930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112943235549314556</id><published>2005-10-16T12:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T00:17:54.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is short</title><summary type='text'>I sat today at a local pizza joint discussing with a friend how fast time flies. We commented on how we found it hard to believe that we're in 3rd year university and yet it only seems like yesterday that we were in high school. This discussion really got me thinking. I looked back over the 2 1/2 years and realized that there was so much that I wanted to do but never did. It also made me think of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112943235549314556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112943235549314556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112943235549314556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112943235549314556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-is-short.html' title='Life is short'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112908301115324407</id><published>2005-10-11T22:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:10:11.160-03:00</updated><title type='text'>All in the Family</title><summary type='text'>I spin around then drop to the floor shouting "guys! guys! Who am I??" we all begin to laugh. Our laughter renders us paralyzed. Im laughing soo hard I cant move. As we calm ourselves down I am able to rise only to have us remember something else sending us into another fit of laughs. This is what I will rember most about holidays with my family . We love to tell stories and reminisce. We Love to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112908301115324407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112908301115324407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112908301115324407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112908301115324407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/10/all-in-family.html' title='All in the Family'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112691101365262302</id><published>2005-09-16T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T19:50:13.660-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey All</title><summary type='text'>So its been awhile (as usual) since i posted last.  Things are a littel odd right now.  i have moved to go back to school.  Im not living on campus.  Which has its perks and its pitfalls.  One perk is phone and internet is included, which is something that my offcampus housing is yet to have because stupid aliant couldnt come so today marks my 10th day with out a phone or the internet.  i have to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112691101365262302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112691101365262302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112691101365262302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112691101365262302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/hey-all.html' title='Hey All'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112691031239578701</id><published>2005-09-16T19:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T19:38:32.400-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Inspirational # from superchic[k] I'm not afraid to fall It means I climbed up high I might just learn to fly, and I will spread these wings of mine If I get up I might fall back down again so lets get up C'mon  And I might fall back down again But I'll just jump and see Even if its the 20th time I'll just jump and see if I can flyI'm not afraid to fall And here I told you so Don't want to rock </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112691031239578701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112691031239578701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112691031239578701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112691031239578701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/inspirational-from-superchick-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112554678363828204</id><published>2005-09-01T00:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T00:53:03.673-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll My Eyes</title><summary type='text'>Some ppl... enough said</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112554678363828204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112554678363828204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112554678363828204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112554678363828204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/09/roll-my-eyes.html' title='Roll My Eyes'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112502627792922097</id><published>2005-08-26T00:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T00:17:57.933-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of an era</title><summary type='text'>So i am now offically an adult.  I turned 20, 17 mins ago.  I am not in any way scared or put off by this bday, it actually excites me.  I saw my new Apt yesterday.  Its nothing glamerous by any means but it works for sure.  I am hoping that i will have a few vistors from home, you all know who u are, and of course anyone else who lives elsewhere is free to visit as well.  So i guess as i say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112502627792922097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112502627792922097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112502627792922097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112502627792922097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/08/end-of-era.html' title='The end of an era'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112413836683676098</id><published>2005-08-15T16:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T17:39:26.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A Commercial</title><summary type='text'>Did anyone see the 2005 Year of the Veterns comercial???  I saw it today and it really made me think about how much so many men and women have given up for us.  Far to often ppl get all up in arms over war and such military things.  Believe me, i am not a violent, pro-war kinda girl. But i have to say there are times when it really is nessicary.  I shutter to think what life would have been like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112413836683676098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112413836683676098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112413836683676098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112413836683676098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/08/commercial.html' title='A Commercial'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112286408662851935</id><published>2005-07-31T23:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T23:41:26.633-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I watched HITCH tonight.  It was a pretty funny movie at times, yet also kinda thought prevoking.  U see after all the things that the "date dr." did it was the person being themselves that won there true loves heart.  Sweet yes but where am i going with this u might ask?  Well it made me realize the importance of being yourself. There is not a formula for fimding someone.  And really if thats </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112286408662851935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112286408662851935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112286408662851935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112286408662851935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-watched-hitch-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112110920609234495</id><published>2005-07-11T16:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T16:13:26.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Lord</title><summary type='text'> Hello Lord, it's me your child   I have a few things on my mind   Right now I'm faced with big decisions   And I'm wondering if you have a minute, cuz   Right now I don't hear so well   And I was wondering if you could speak up   I know that you tore the veil   So I could sit with you in person   And hear what you're saying but   Right now, I just can't hear you.   I don't doubt your sovereignty</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112110920609234495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112110920609234495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112110920609234495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112110920609234495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello-lord.html' title='Hello Lord'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-112035679556303499</id><published>2005-07-02T23:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T23:13:15.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don’t want to leave here I don’t want to stay It feels like pinching to me either way The places I long for the most Are the places where I’ve been They are calling after me like a long lost friendIt’s not about losing faith It’s not about trust It’s all about comfortable When you move so much The place I was wasn’t perfect But I had found a way to live It wasn’t milk or honey But then neither </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/112035679556303499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=112035679556303499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112035679556303499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/112035679556303499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dont-want-to-leave-here-i-dont-want.html' title=''/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-111819391066583210</id><published>2005-06-07T21:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T01:07:29.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes i am alive</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111819391066583210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=111819391066583210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111819391066583210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111819391066583210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/06/yes-i-am-alive.html' title='Yes i am alive'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-111471615351372634</id><published>2005-04-28T16:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T16:22:33.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><summary type='text'>Ok so i was just casually checking the messages today on the phone when one came from this lady from PE  offering me an interview.  For those of you unfamiliar with my town thats the nursing home near my house.  I am really excited about it.  So that's tomorrow at 10 am, prayers welcomed ;) The really exciting thing is this home is part of a lg corporation who has also given me an interview for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111471615351372634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=111471615351372634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111471615351372634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111471615351372634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-111445680893202608</id><published>2005-04-25T16:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T16:20:08.933-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE SHE IS!</title><summary type='text'>Ok it has been brought to my attention that i dont post enough, this is true.  Its been about a month and a 1/2 since my last post.  Ive had a lot goin on since then.  I wrote my stats exam, and i have yet to recieve my final grade for that class we will keep our fingers crossed on that one.  I have been looking for a new job, :s.  Thats not been goin all to well.  I have a lead though which i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111445680893202608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=111445680893202608' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111445680893202608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111445680893202608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/04/there-she-is.html' title='THERE SHE IS!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-111077189724940022</id><published>2005-03-13T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T23:44:57.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><summary type='text'>Oh man am i ever tired i just got home.  I was babysitting, and let me tell you it could make a person NOT want children.  Yes it was that bad.  Any of you who know me, i typically dont get frazzled by kids, i can take a ton of crap from them, but tonight, i was near my wits end.  Aside from that, we had an AWESOME service at church today.  It was this "open sunday" well we did this thing where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111077189724940022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=111077189724940022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111077189724940022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111077189724940022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-111068288511456530</id><published>2005-03-12T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T00:11:11.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An update</title><summary type='text'>So just a little update for u guys. The other day i did end up going to work, ajd had a pretty awesome day. I had the cutest old man as my patient. He had these huge ears, and the greatest smile. He was trying to call his wife and while he was waiting for it to ring he waould say "comment ca va?... Bein merci" the he laughed "my wife doesnt speak french... neither do I" It was totally cute. We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111068288511456530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=111068288511456530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111068288511456530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111068288511456530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/update.html' title='An update'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-111058647055992550</id><published>2005-03-11T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T20:14:30.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for that</title><summary type='text'>Ok so, tonight Ryan, my bro in law, and i had planed this awsome night.  A spiderman marathon, and food.  Ben and jerrys, wings, chips, pop.  It was gonna be really fun, i was lookinmg froward to it.  Then, as we were jsut gettin settled into the movie, mom comes home anouncing that they need to take the VCR,  So that leaves us with nothin.  I was disapointed.  FRIG! Oh we;ll we are saying we'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111058647055992550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=111058647055992550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111058647055992550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111058647055992550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-much-for-that.html' title='So much for that'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-111021969414691936</id><published>2005-03-07T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T14:21:34.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cave of Adullam</title><summary type='text'>Speak to me, speak to me in my cave of Adullam. Reach to me, reach to me. No one cares for my soul. I thought I saw your kingdom, but it's not going to happen like I thought it would happen. . Remind me, remind me of the vision you gave me. Remind me, remind me what anointing oil is for. I need to know you're near me. I need to know you are holding me just as closely . Chorus: as the day you took</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111021969414691936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=111021969414691936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111021969414691936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111021969414691936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/cave-of-adullam.html' title='Cave of Adullam'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-111008926739137247</id><published>2005-03-06T01:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T02:07:47.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I just dont know</title><summary type='text'>Sittting here, i got home 10mins ago.  Intersting night.  DOnt know really how to sum up my thoughts.  Really have so much to say, yet no way of saying it, or realy just cant .  Wanted to post, get soem stuff off my chest, but now that im here cant find th words to say it.  Things for me aere interesting right now.  Alot goin on in this head of mine, sp many thoughts, so many feelings, so, just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/111008926739137247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=111008926739137247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111008926739137247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/111008926739137247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-dont-know.html' title='I just dont know'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-110947345623941795</id><published>2005-02-26T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:30:53.386-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Lived</title><summary type='text'>So my great new job, is getting canned. We are being taken over by a new company and we all will get laid off in at the end of march :( saddness. Oh well I will look for work, who knows what may come my way. I am applying for a job tomorrow pray for me on that account, it sounds pretty good.We had someone in from church for dinner, i made a banana split pie, it didnt freeze right :( but i still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110947345623941795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=110947345623941795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110947345623941795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110947345623941795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/02/short-lived.html' title='Short Lived'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-110918803533921073</id><published>2005-02-23T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T16:14:43.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith in Myself</title><summary type='text'>Faith in MyselfBy Marjorie HolmesGod give me faith in myself, not only on days when I'm doing great and winning and nothing seems impossible but on days when the whole world looks lousy and I'm losing and the road ahead seems too hard. When I wonder if I'm brave enough smart enough and I must be crazy to try, don't let me quit Lord not ever. Let me keep the faith in myself. No matter how many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110918803533921073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=110918803533921073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110918803533921073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110918803533921073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/02/faith-in-myself.html' title='Faith in Myself'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-110771369389479154</id><published>2005-02-06T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T16:16:02.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparatic at Best</title><summary type='text'>Man im sooo sparatic when it comes to this thing. So a little update. Im back from NB :( im disapointed to a degree. I had really gotten close to the ppl i lived with, and God was really opening doors for me to witness to them. I have to tell myself though that as promised God will not leave me nor forsake me, ans that all things work out in HIS time, this being no exception. Whos to say why it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110771369389479154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=110771369389479154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110771369389479154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110771369389479154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2005/02/sparatic-at-best.html' title='Sparatic at Best'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-110248155537872911</id><published>2004-12-08T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T21:25:37.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a girl to do</title><summary type='text'>Oh my, what is a girl to do. I have the HUGEST exam EVER on SAturday, and i really havent studied as much as i should have, not that i havent been but you all know how it goes. To add to that i have a setof thoughts. Very complicated thoughts really. A lot of it is speculation, and filling in blanks, then pondering from there which isnt good. But the blamks seem straight forward and fillable. Any</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110248155537872911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=110248155537872911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110248155537872911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110248155537872911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/12/whats-girl-to-do.html' title='What&apos;s a girl to do'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-110222215481353797</id><published>2004-12-04T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T16:16:59.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A KV Christmas</title><summary type='text'>Well i had a lovely evening. I went to the KVW Christmas Musical, it was soo much fun. I went with a friend of mine Clay. It was a nice break from Res. I could get into the whole Clayton thing, but i dont think i will, its to involved for this evening. Ya'll can ask me if you have questions. ANyway, i jsut ate 3 slices of pizza and i think i could puke so i am gonna head to bed.Bon Nuit,naomi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110222215481353797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=110222215481353797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110222215481353797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110222215481353797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/12/kv-christmas.html' title='A KV Christmas'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-110208745454063915</id><published>2004-12-03T11:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T16:19:27.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello where have u been?</title><summary type='text'>Hey All,its been WAY too long!!!!!! Life has been flying by. From Boyfriends and breakups to biology and Books. I am trying ot balance it all, and this semester it didnt quite work, biology kinda got away from me and i am now gonna habve to work like crazzy to pass. Any way where to start? Well i love my p[rogram, its really awsome. Biology is the pits, but what can ya do its a nessicary evil. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/110208745454063915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=110208745454063915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110208745454063915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/110208745454063915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/12/hello-where-have-u-been.html' title='Hello where have u been?'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-108221870661094786</id><published>2004-04-17T13:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T13:22:27.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Less Like Scars, by Sara Groves</title><summary type='text'>It's been a hard "year" • But I'm climbing out of the rubble • These lessons are hard • Healing changes are subtle • But every day it's... • Less like tearing more like building • Less like captive more like willing • Less like breakdown more like surrender • Less like haunting more like remember • And I feel you here • And you're picking up the pieces • Forever faithful • It seemed out of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108221870661094786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=108221870661094786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/108221870661094786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/108221870661094786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/04/less-like-scars-by-sara-groves.html' title='Less Like Scars, by Sara Groves'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-108030848137807508</id><published>2004-03-26T09:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T09:44:51.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Out of Reach</title><summary type='text'>Has there ever been something you want so much, yet seems so unatianable.  Well that seems to be how things are in my life rite about now.  Different things really, yet still the same things i want  that are just out of reach, or at least seems like they are.  Its quite frustrating really.  I Cut my hair the other day, and donated a foot of hair to make wigs for cancer patients.  The hair </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/108030848137807508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=108030848137807508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/108030848137807508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/108030848137807508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/03/just-out-of-reach.html' title='Just Out of Reach'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-107332099539510936</id><published>2004-01-05T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T15:42:50.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in The saddle Again</title><summary type='text'>Hey Guys, Well christmas is all over and yes I am back to class, Blah!  Any way, Christmas went well.  I got a sewing machine, YAHOO! Yes I am excited.  I  got cranium, and a whole lot of other stuff. It was very fun. However I think that best part was bein with my family.  I really love them all so much that to spend time with them was really great.  I went to my cousin's after Christmas, and we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/107332099539510936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=107332099539510936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/107332099539510936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/107332099539510936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2004/01/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in The saddle Again'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-107101657869825820</id><published>2003-12-09T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T20:38:09.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplation</title><summary type='text'>It is truely a blessing to be made in God's Image, we walk talk, think and feel.  Thats last one there is what im gonna ramble about today, Feelings.  I myself have some feelings, ones, which as of rite now are quite confussing.  Feelings of nervousness due to an upcoming performence, feelings of excitment with Christmas just around the corner, feeling of dread knowin that i have to get up and go</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/107101657869825820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=107101657869825820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/107101657869825820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/107101657869825820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2003/12/contemplation.html' title='Contemplation'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-106623176433883149</id><published>2003-10-15T12:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T12:29:25.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'>HURRAY!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>YIPPEE!!!!! Today is a great day!!! I was @ bible study and we had cookies, well there were a lot left so we got to take them home.  Then in the AnA building they were giving out free muffins and coffee, and I had no breakfast so yeah!!  Then I went to French class and the quiz that I didn't know about got pospond yeah again, plus I totally understood what we were doing and it was fun to do the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/106623176433883149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=106623176433883149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/106623176433883149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/106623176433883149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2003/10/hurray.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;HURRAY!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-106622012589536712</id><published>2003-10-15T09:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T09:15:25.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Early yet worth it!</title><summary type='text'>Well my day started with a 7:30 bible study.  At first I was complaining about how early it was but ya know what it was so totally worth it the  730 thing isn't buggin me as much.  Today we learned about how approachable God really is, and how personal our relationship really can be. And more importantly that God wants us to have that relationship.  So much so that he sent his only son for it.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/106622012589536712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=106622012589536712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/106622012589536712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/106622012589536712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2003/10/early-yet-worth-it.html' title='Early yet worth it!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-106562789633780843</id><published>2003-10-08T12:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T12:44:55.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Thanksgiving!</title><summary type='text'>Well as Canadian Thanksgiving approaches, and exams are underway, it is a time for studying, and eating lots and lots of yummy foods!!!!!!!!!! Well, so much for that thought!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Today I was in the middle of a Psych lab and my cell phone rings.  I am not usually one to answer it during class, but for some reason today I did.  Well, I am  glade that I did because it was my mother. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/106562789633780843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=106562789633780843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/106562789633780843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/106562789633780843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2003/10/some-thanksgiving.html' title='Some Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-106458238436675518</id><published>2003-09-26T10:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T10:19:44.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'>B4 My day</title><summary type='text'>Jus thought i would come and write b4 i start my day.  I have a french test today, I am nervous but i have no idea why, this is really easy stuff, pronominal verbs, reflexives, and recpricals, oh well, it is human nature to stress, and i too am human so I guess its ok.au revoir mes ami, au revoir!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/106458238436675518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=106458238436675518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/106458238436675518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/106458238436675518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2003/09/b4-my-day.html' title='B4 My day'/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5854620.post-106441890729208083</id><published>2003-09-24T12:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T12:56:34.993-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am sitting in the Computer Room listening to the click of the keyboards around me, and am about to pour out my heart to a computer screen, noteing how Funny it is that less than 24 hrs can change ones attitude.  After I posted my "Angery Ramble" I talked to my mom who reminded me of how things always work out for the best.  Even though this new info regarding admissions seems devistating this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/106441890729208083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5854620&amp;postID=106441890729208083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/106441890729208083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5854620/posts/default/106441890729208083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lookatmythoughts.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-am-sitting-in-computer-room.html' title=''/><author><name>NaomiB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14325519169644187865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
