<?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-21356793</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:45:33.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aimless "Wonderings"</title><subtitle type='html'>Oftentimes we wonder and think of the most random things...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21356793.post-926403757635044209</id><published>2007-07-15T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T15:41:29.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Gate (Part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZwUXk2ilxNA/RpolJJy6M2I/AAAAAAAABBU/ZeKLYQYkY6U/s1600-h/Jon+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087419568246895458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZwUXk2ilxNA/RpolJJy6M2I/AAAAAAAABBU/ZeKLYQYkY6U/s400/Jon+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZwUXk2ilxNA/Rpok2Zy6M1I/AAAAAAAABBM/V3wpmbDl82o/s1600-h/Jon+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you may remember a few entries ago (okay, a year and a half ago) I wrote about finally seeing the Golden Gate Bridge after 3 trips to San Francisco. Well, my fiance went to SF with me this year, and since he had never been before I thought we would go see the Golden Gate. No use him getting made fun of like I had been! So, we get in the car and drive over the bridge. We even took a picture for proof. Can you find the bridge???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-926403757635044209?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/926403757635044209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=926403757635044209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/926403757635044209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/926403757635044209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2007/07/golden-gate-part-ii.html' title='Golden Gate (Part II)'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZwUXk2ilxNA/RpolJJy6M2I/AAAAAAAABBU/ZeKLYQYkY6U/s72-c/Jon+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21356793.post-765449998503858689</id><published>2007-05-12T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T08:08:53.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time</title><content type='html'>Wow!  It had been so long since I've posted that I forgot my password!  Oops!  No excuses.  I would think about posting...  I just never did.  Why do we do that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-765449998503858689?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/765449998503858689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=765449998503858689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/765449998503858689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/765449998503858689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-time.html' title='Long Time'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-115163644971109244</id><published>2006-06-29T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T14:43:43.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apparently Mr. Mouse has decided he doesn't like being batted around by my cat. Apparently he doesn't like being carried in her mouth, nor tossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was helping a friend with her resume tonight. I go to my stash of resume paper so I can send her home with some. I pull it out, and there lies Mr. Mouse. I think he wants a new job. What about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-115163644971109244?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/115163644971109244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=115163644971109244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/115163644971109244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/115163644971109244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-job.html' title='New Job'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-115049982938266265</id><published>2006-06-16T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T18:17:09.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Too Young to Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's amazing how quickly two people can forget something they agreed to remember not 5 minutes earlier...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend and I started carpooling to work this week. Monday morning we're walking from our parking garage to our office when we see this big sign on the walkway above the road. It's a big questionmark with a URL listed underneath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="78" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/2159/400/QUESTRED.gif" width="91" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Being the curious people we are, we each make a mental note of the URL. What is going on? What's the big questionmark for? We were on a mission to find out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, go figure, the plan didn't work. No sooner than we get inside, I'm calling her asking her what the URL was. She was emailing me asking me the same thing. Oops! We both forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We eventually figured out the big mystery, but believe me...  I'm too young to be this forgetful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-115049982938266265?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/115049982938266265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=115049982938266265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/115049982938266265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/115049982938266265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-too-young-to-forget.html' title='I&apos;m Too Young to Forget'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-114912202113163326</id><published>2006-05-31T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T19:33:41.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is anyone else out there nervous when it comes to that point in a relationship when you "meet the parents"? I mean, come on! You like this person. I mean REALLY like them! You've got them fooled into thinking you're something special!  Now they're getting a second opinion (in a manner of speaking). Just great! What if you don't like their parents? Or worse, what if they don't like YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I did just that earlier this month. I went out to Maryland with Rob to meet his family. I'm so happy I did and am so glad it went well. :) I love his family, and according to Rob, they approve of me (dare I say I get the impression they even LIKE me)! Whew! A few more people fooled... Now for the rest of the world...  ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-114912202113163326?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/114912202113163326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=114912202113163326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114912202113163326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114912202113163326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/05/meet-parents.html' title='Meet the Parents'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-114853001948998634</id><published>2006-05-24T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:06:59.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Mouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mr. Mouse sure has traveled in the past couple of weeks! I guess his most interesting stopping point was church! Mr. Mouse ended up being packed (unknown because he was in a pair of shoes), then, once found, put into a jacket pocket. This jacket just so happened to be the jacket I wore to my nephew &amp;amp; niece's baby dedication at church. I guess Mr. Mouse decided he needed to be blessed in case Tigg caught him off guard... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-114853001948998634?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/114853001948998634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=114853001948998634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114853001948998634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114853001948998634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/05/church-mouse.html' title='Church Mouse'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-114679557400743937</id><published>2006-05-04T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:19:34.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing!</title><content type='html'>The green mouse has gone missing!  (Go figure.  I can tell you where any of Tigg's other mice can be found.)  Any ideas/suggestions where Mr. Mouse could be???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-114679557400743937?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/114679557400743937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=114679557400743937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114679557400743937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114679557400743937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/05/missing.html' title='Missing!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-114611002120873477</id><published>2006-04-26T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:53:41.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey of the Green Mouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One of the things you'll notice if you ever visit my place is the number of toy mice laying about. It's not like there are multitudes of mice, but definitely a noticeable number (maybe four visible at any given time). Now, the funny thing is my cat is very particular about her mice. Some of them can be seen at any time. She doesn't play with them. Nope. Doesn't like them. She definitely has her favorites she plays with while she leaves the others alone. One of these favorites is "the green mouse". It is, as you might guess, green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mouse has found its way to many places, both inside my apartment and out. The bed, under the couch, in a shoe, even all the way to my brother &amp;amp; sister-in-law's house! So, starting now I'm going to track the progress of this mouse. I know you will all be waiting... holding your breathe, even... to hear what new and interesting place this mouse will turn up next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado, I will tell you where the green mouse is currently located. Mr. Mouse can be found in the middle of my living room floor. (Hey! What better place to start?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-114611002120873477?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/114611002120873477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=114611002120873477' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114611002120873477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114611002120873477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/04/journey-of-green-mouse.html' title='The Journey of the Green Mouse'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-114515430692525590</id><published>2006-04-15T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T11:55:34.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How To...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On my personalized internet start page, I have many things... St. Louis weather, Email at a Glance, Top News Stories, Bible Verse of the Day, and even How-To's of the Day (just to name a few). I've found the "How-To's" to be quite amusing. Here is a list of my personal favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.ehow.com/Keep-a-Clean-Toothbrush"&gt;Keep a Toothbrush Clean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks, Daddy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.ehow.com/Call-in-Sick-When-You-Just-Need-a-Day-Off"&gt;Call in Sick When You Just Need a Day Off&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Who wouldn't want to know this?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.ehow.com/Explode-a-Grape-in-the-Microwave"&gt;Explode a Grape in the Microwave&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sounds fun...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.ehow.com/Drive-in-Mexico-Without-Getting-Into-Trouble"&gt;Drive in Mexico Without Getting Into Trouble&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For you, Heather.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, I could go on and on with these.  They always get some sort of reaction out of me.  I hope you enjoy them.  If you have any fun "How To's", just let me know!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-114515430692525590?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/114515430692525590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=114515430692525590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114515430692525590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114515430692525590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-to.html' title='How To...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-114497377449909445</id><published>2006-04-13T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T19:16:14.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Hands, Little Feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/2159/1600/Jacob%20&amp;%20Lindsay%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/2159/320/Jacob%20%26%20Lindsay%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two new additions to our family arrived this week! :) Welcome my new nephew &amp; niece, Jacob &amp;amp; Lindsay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-114497377449909445?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/114497377449909445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=114497377449909445' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114497377449909445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114497377449909445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/04/little-hands-little-feet.html' title='Little Hands, Little Feet'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21356793.post-114410472410552869</id><published>2006-04-03T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:52:04.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tic tic tic...</title><content type='html'>How does time always get away from us?  We have all those things we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do, but never get around to doing...  Writing that letter, calling an old friend, updating a blog...  ;-)  What do we do instead of doing the things we intend to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-114410472410552869?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/114410472410552869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=114410472410552869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114410472410552869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114410472410552869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/04/tic-tic-tic.html' title='Tic tic tic...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-114229746145377121</id><published>2006-03-13T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T19:01:57.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware of the Birds?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/2159/1600/Beware2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/2159/320/Beware2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-114229746145377121?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/114229746145377121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=114229746145377121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114229746145377121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114229746145377121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/03/beware-of-birds.html' title='Beware of the Birds?!?!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-114186151382698629</id><published>2006-03-08T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T17:45:13.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/2159/1600/100_2510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/2159/320/100_2510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A running joke with a friend of mine is over the fact I had previously made two trips out to San Francisco and did not see the Golden Gate Bridge during either trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"How can you go to San Francisco and &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; see the Golden Gate?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gives me so much grief over it! Well, it was vacation time this year, and you guessed it, I was going to San Francisco. She told me she would not believe me if I told her I had finally seen the Bridge unless she saw a picture of me with it. So for you, my doubting friend, here it is... :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-114186151382698629?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/114186151382698629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=114186151382698629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114186151382698629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114186151382698629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/03/golden-moment.html' title='Golden Moment'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-114035695858310048</id><published>2006-02-19T07:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T07:49:18.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain &amp; Relief</title><content type='html'>Why do old hurts sometimes come back to haunt us? One of mine came back to me last night. I woke up crying, but also saying a verse I always go to in times of need. My pain, obviously, isn't gone, but I am already feeling better. I don't know if this verse will speak to you, but for me, it always helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, for I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Psalm 143:8 (NIV)&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-114035695858310048?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/114035695858310048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=114035695858310048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114035695858310048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/114035695858310048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/02/pain-relief.html' title='Pain &amp; Relief'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-113978090782829558</id><published>2006-02-12T15:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T15:48:27.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow!</title><content type='html'>Snow. Do you ever wonder why we like it so much? I mean, come on! It's cold, wet, and oftentimes dangerous! Why &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; we like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It couldn't be because it's soft and delicate, could it? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;What about how it visually changes our world after a steady snowfall? Nah!&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscent of Christmas? Possibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal belief is it takes us back to our childhood and unexpected days of no school because of a snow-day. Snow reminds us of days off. If only work would allow snow-days... He he he...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-113978090782829558?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/113978090782829558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=113978090782829558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/113978090782829558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/113978090782829558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/02/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-113927617233123514</id><published>2006-02-06T19:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T19:36:12.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Completion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/2159/1600/018511.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2826/2159/320/018511.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know I've been working on a Beth Moore study for awhile (and I know you've began to doubt I'll ever finish it). In fact, as I fell further behind, I began to wonder myself if I would ever finish. It was such an amazing study, though, I just couldn't stand not continuing. Well, guess what... I FINISHED IT TONIGHT!!!! :) I know Beth Moore targets women as her audience, but I would recommend this study for anyone. It definately was thought provoking and an eye-opener.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-113927617233123514?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/113927617233123514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=113927617233123514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/113927617233123514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/113927617233123514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/02/completion.html' title='Completion'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-113893485010956013</id><published>2006-02-02T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T20:51:57.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey Says...</title><content type='html'>So I was visiting a friend this past weekend and she received a survey in the mail. We had a lot of fun reading it and coming up with goofy answers. There were two questions that just took the cake, though, and I feel like I just have to share them with you... For the sake of discretion, I've taken out the state name (like it really matters). Below each question is our random comment. This was just too good to pass up. Enjoy, and if you have an answer to either survey question, feel free to post! I would love to hear your comments to these, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Do you agree with the governor's plan to lease or sell the &lt;&lt;u&gt;Insert State Name&lt;/u&gt;&gt; &lt;state&gt;Toll Road in Northern &lt;&lt;u&gt;Insert State Name&lt;/u&gt;&gt; &lt;state&gt;to private or foreign investors?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Just how foreign are we talkin' here? What happens if they sell the road to Libya or someplace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do you support the Governor's proposals to sell, lease, or privatize some of the state's operations, such as prisons, hospitals, highways, and parks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;---"Welcome to Bob's Prison" "Thanks for visiting Jill's hospital for all your surgical needs" Or: "I can't drive on Tim's highway, he's still mad because I didn't return his snowblower..." ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-113893485010956013?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/113893485010956013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=113893485010956013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/113893485010956013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/113893485010956013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/02/survey-says.html' title='Survey Says...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-113832887971479120</id><published>2006-01-26T20:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:27:59.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had one of those days - not really a good day, but not really a bad day, either? A day that was just kind of &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt;? Today happened to be one of those days for me. I found myself thinking about it after work as I drove to meet up with a friend for dinner. How many days in our lives would we classify as just another day? How many would we classify as either good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, while I was driving down I-44, something happened that caused me to move today from out of the middle into the &lt;em&gt;Good Day&lt;/em&gt; column. I felt the most amazing and overwhelming love for God! BOOM! It was just there! I was so thankful for the day, although nothing overly spectacular happened. Nothing spectacular had to happen. Today was just a good day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-113832887971479120?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/113832887971479120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=113832887971479120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/113832887971479120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/113832887971479120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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-21356793.post-113797135624308475</id><published>2006-01-22T17:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T17:09:16.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wonder as I Wander</title><content type='html'>This is my first posting, and my first time to ever attempt such a thing. My main reason for creating this is just to post random thoughts and wonderings as I find my way through life. A new journey for me begins, and I hope to share it with you, wondering "aloud", if I may, as I wander. Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21356793-113797135624308475?l=aimless-wondering.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/feeds/113797135624308475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21356793&amp;postID=113797135624308475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/113797135624308475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21356793/posts/default/113797135624308475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimless-wondering.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-wonder-as-i-wander.html' title='I Wonder as I Wander'/><author><name>Unknown</name><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></feed>
