<?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-1164857403277444996</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:43:11.539-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brandy Glitterbottom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brandy Glitterbottom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10600557367382861969</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1164857403277444996.post-8795670008669445583</id><published>2011-07-30T10:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T10:43:11.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a night.</title><content type='html'>I was with 6 men last night. Well, ok they weren't men. They were my son's friends who came over for a overnight with him. It was a little get together he had. Why did I sign up for a night of no sleep? Yes, as boys will do they played xbox all night long. It's 10 am right now &amp; some of them are sleeping. So of course being the mom I am I made sure to check on them to make sure no trouble was being had. They were good for the most part but very loud. Thinking the sugar had something to do with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired right now &amp; had way to much time to be in my head. I tried to be productive but that was a fail. Just stuck right now &amp; so wanting to move on. Now I just need to do it. Always seems hard at first but I know it will get easier. Just takes time &amp; effort from me. Looks like I'm back in the saddle again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1164857403277444996-8795670008669445583?l=brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8795670008669445583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164857403277444996&amp;postID=8795670008669445583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/8795670008669445583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/8795670008669445583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-night.html' title='What a night.'/><author><name>Brandy Glitterbottom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10600557367382861969</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-1164857403277444996.post-4350423903057412796</id><published>2011-07-24T08:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T08:35:28.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And life moves on.....</title><content type='html'>So I break up with a guy &amp; after many days of not paying much attention to me he suddenly can't live without me. Within two days he was "obsessing" about loosing me &amp; now after I told him to leave me alone he has. However I just read on his Facebook (because I have to monitor it) that a special person helped him to understand. Guys are so funny, they say they can't live without you but when you go away  they always end up finding someone to help them with their pain....thank you to the women who pick up my leftovers....they are crazy men I leave behind but at least someone is with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note....still vacationing &amp; learning how to "roll with it". Someday I'll go on vacation with myself &amp; then do whatever I want. Ahhhh freedom....never take advantage of it. It is a very wonderful &amp; precious thing. I am having fun..just would like to have more...if ya know what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1164857403277444996-4350423903057412796?l=brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/feeds/4350423903057412796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164857403277444996&amp;postID=4350423903057412796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/4350423903057412796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/4350423903057412796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-life-moves-on.html' title='And life moves on.....'/><author><name>Brandy Glitterbottom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10600557367382861969</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-1164857403277444996.post-1467485138743027397</id><published>2011-07-23T07:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T07:35:48.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Qiute Morning</title><content type='html'>It's a quite morning at the Ozarks. Of course I'm the first up &amp; ready to go have fun. Seems like I'm always waiting for others. Not to fear, I know how to entertain myself. One way was doing this. Really not a huge fan of the world knowing my thoughts or sharing them but a friend suggest I do so. I can't attach pictures from my phone so my words will have to do. No, not going to explain the beauty I see. Just know it is a wonderful site to see at 7:30am. So very peaceful &amp; it reminds me of my childhood &amp; all the fun times we had up at our cabin. Or the times we camped by a lake.  &lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the day will bring. Right now I just hope food because I am hungry. Very hungry.  That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1164857403277444996-1467485138743027397?l=brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/feeds/1467485138743027397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164857403277444996&amp;postID=1467485138743027397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/1467485138743027397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/1467485138743027397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/2011/07/qiute-morning.html' title='Qiute Morning'/><author><name>Brandy Glitterbottom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10600557367382861969</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-1164857403277444996.post-1310100405250535710</id><published>2011-07-17T08:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T08:26:54.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you think.....</title><content type='html'>Just when you think you are on the right track and things are finally changing God gives you something new. Guess it's supposed to help me grow and I'm sure I will but it is hard at times. I know I'll be stronger and things will get better again. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1164857403277444996-1310100405250535710?l=brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/feeds/1310100405250535710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164857403277444996&amp;postID=1310100405250535710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/1310100405250535710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/1310100405250535710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/2011/07/just-when-you-think.html' title='Just when you think.....'/><author><name>Brandy Glitterbottom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10600557367382861969</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-1164857403277444996.post-8858129661429727350</id><published>2010-08-21T12:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T11:11:56.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not good at this....</title><content type='html'>So here I am at a big social function and I've come by myself. Now granted I've met some friends but like life they come and go. While I stay here trying to force myself to do something different. I've never been good at meeting people at all. That part of me is getting better but I'm not all there yet. I hate this feeling that I am a loner and  have no friens. I know that's not true but that's how I feel right now. How many of us have really gone anywhere by ourselves? I will tell you it takes courage and for me I need to keep reminding myself that what my mind wants me to belve isn't the truth. It just happens that right now I am alone. I'm ok with it but it is a fight . Thank God for tthis phone and the internet. I'm at least able to write about what's inside and get it out. Now I've shared way more than I usally do but I hope that anyone who reads this might find that they aren't the only one who feels this way. You aren't alone.  Ironic uh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1164857403277444996-8858129661429727350?l=brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/feeds/8858129661429727350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164857403277444996&amp;postID=8858129661429727350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/8858129661429727350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/8858129661429727350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-good-at-this.html' title='Not good at this....'/><author><name>Brandy Glitterbottom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10600557367382861969</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-1164857403277444996.post-3046172957698570964</id><published>2010-08-08T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T15:49:32.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does this work?</title><content type='html'>So I'm seeing if I can blog on my phone &amp; it seems I can. Guess that means trouble for all of you. Now at the tip of my finger tips I can say &amp; then publish what I'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;What an I thinking now ? I'm thinking with power comes responsibility &amp; restraint of pen. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1164857403277444996-3046172957698570964?l=brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/feeds/3046172957698570964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1164857403277444996&amp;postID=3046172957698570964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/3046172957698570964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1164857403277444996/posts/default/3046172957698570964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brandyglitterbottom.blogspot.com/2010/08/does-this-work.html' title='Does this work?'/><author><name>Brandy Glitterbottom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10600557367382861969</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></feed>
