<?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-30313552</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:18:36.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To The Simple Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Where I found out life isn't so simple</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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>249</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-7402583718986959385</id><published>2010-05-29T17:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T17:09:01.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Burning Question</title><summary type='text'>It was reported on the news today that a man was found outside of his apartments sufferingfrom a gunshot wound.  He was pronounced dead at the scene. My question is:  How can a person suffer from a gunshot wound if he is dead?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7402583718986959385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=7402583718986959385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7402583718986959385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7402583718986959385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-burning-question.html' title='Another Burning Question'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-5477839914117995794</id><published>2010-04-03T16:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T16:17:02.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>By the way, the prior post WAS an April Fools.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5477839914117995794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5477839914117995794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5477839914117995794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5477839914117995794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2010/04/by-way-prior-post-was-april-fools.html' title=''/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-8382010756480815509</id><published>2010-04-01T14:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T14:27:47.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Salad Daze</title><summary type='text'>I was so hungry today while working, I stopped somewhere to get a bite to eat.  I ordered a wonderful salad, wolfed it down,  and took my cheque up to the cashier to pay.  She asked how everything was, and I said okay, and she was looking at me kind of funny.  I asked her if something was wrong and she said I had a piece of lettuce stuck on my tooth.  I ran my tongue over my teeth, and she said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8382010756480815509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=8382010756480815509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8382010756480815509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8382010756480815509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2010/04/salad-daze.html' title='Salad Daze'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-6329047414754845391</id><published>2009-11-25T18:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:29:10.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And it Starts</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday our community experienced our first holiday fatality due to drunk driving.  A guy in his pick up truck sailed through a stop sign on a busy highway and rammed a suv killing the driver instantly.  It was 5:00 pm and the guy's blood alcohol level was FIVE times over the legal limit.  He was barely hurt.  The whole thing is just plain sad.Now here is where everyone gets real angry.  This </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6329047414754845391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=6329047414754845391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6329047414754845391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6329047414754845391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-it-starts.html' title='And it Starts'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-5591789945589945292</id><published>2009-11-23T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:57:33.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jinx</title><summary type='text'>Serveral weeks ago, I got a call from my supervisor asking me if I was wanting full time work, and of course, I said yes.  He went on to say that they were given permission to put a full time person on, and that they could move up one of the employees that they took full time away from, and my supervisor said he didn't want him promoted, that he would like me.  I was so excited and told a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5591789945589945292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5591789945589945292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5591789945589945292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5591789945589945292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/11/jinx.html' title='Jinx'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-739500234150478905</id><published>2009-10-12T19:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:43:02.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flush This</title><summary type='text'>The other day when it was raining and I was um, going to the bathroom, I thought hmm, it's raining so hard it sounds like it's raining right here in the bathroom. Being in another world lately, I didn't think anything of it until I went to the bathroom when it wasn't raining and still heard water dripping. I noticed rust coming from my flusher lever and then shuddered at the thought that my tank </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/739500234150478905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=739500234150478905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/739500234150478905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/739500234150478905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/10/flush-this.html' title='Flush This'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-531424066365675342</id><published>2009-08-16T18:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:40:17.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy</title><summary type='text'>Good news arrived this morning with a brand new baby boy delivered by my Nephew's wife.  Six pounds and ten ounces of joy!  Along with his elated parents and grandparents are a lot of elated aunts and uncles and great aunts and uncles!  It has been a very long time since little feet have pitter pattered around this family. Many prayers and blessings to Chip and Jen and Mason.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/531424066365675342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=531424066365675342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/531424066365675342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/531424066365675342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/joy.html' title='Joy'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-8945462186923676999</id><published>2009-08-13T00:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:28:37.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I always have a lot of things on my mind and never have the pencil or pen and paper handy or the computer ready to jot down a few things to jog my memory.  One day I will think of having it handy.  I have purchased several 10 packs of pens and bunches of spiral notebooks but I never have them with me when I think of something to write.  They are in the car when I am somewhere else, or they are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8945462186923676999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=8945462186923676999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8945462186923676999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8945462186923676999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-always-have-lot-of-things-on-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-8127890740333861813</id><published>2009-07-16T21:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:29:37.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Come On Now</title><summary type='text'>I was in class all week and they have bottled water available for us to drink.  I happened to notice the label.  It had a statement on it by the manufacturer that said something like: Have you noticed our smaller label?   By our using smaller paper labels we are saving trees and going green!I heard not too long ago if you line up the plastic bottles end to end they can circle the Earth a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8127890740333861813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=8127890740333861813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8127890740333861813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8127890740333861813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-come-on-now.html' title='Oh Come On Now'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2962703843173759827</id><published>2009-07-09T13:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:08:38.302-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay Now What</title><summary type='text'>I have had a rather stressful month with my car dying and losing my job, then getting a new car, then hitting a deer and going two weeks without it.  It kind of worked out since I didn't have a job, I didn't have really anywhere to go, but it was missed, none the less.  I finally got it back today and arrived home and sat here and thought to myself, now what?   I got a chuckle as it reminded me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2962703843173759827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2962703843173759827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2962703843173759827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2962703843173759827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/07/okay-now-what.html' title='Okay Now What'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-1815619402139294196</id><published>2009-05-31T20:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:26:10.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies!</title><summary type='text'>Last week I was sitting on the porch grilling and heard leaves rustling on the side of the house and around the corner, came a big ground hog running full tilt right toward me.  It scooted right behind the doghouse and under the porch.  This is bad.  Groundhogs do major damage and in these parts get shot.  I asked the neighbor to feel free to sit in a lawn chair behind the house with his beer and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1815619402139294196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=1815619402139294196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1815619402139294196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1815619402139294196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/05/babies.html' title='Babies!'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/SiMePgvglYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/DS4Gn8T-dIE/s72-c/groundhog+babies+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-6616572948949147777</id><published>2009-04-27T18:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:45:04.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Get It</title><summary type='text'>I don't know what is so special about a pitchfork that it is the MOST expensive garden implement to purchase.  HD wanted THIRTY FIVE dollars for a pitchfork, WM, twenty five, when the next most expensive tool was 15 dollars.   Highway robbery just to shovel some mulch or horse manure around.I think it's a government conspiracy to make them that much.  One can't be a part of an angry mob if they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6616572948949147777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=6616572948949147777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6616572948949147777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6616572948949147777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I Don&apos;t Get It'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-9185782048569762882</id><published>2009-03-28T15:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T00:09:21.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beefy Touring</title><summary type='text'>I decided to treat myself today with a steak, so I pulled one out of the freezer and noticed a sticker on the package that said: Product of US, Canada, and Mexcio. Since the steak came from one cow, I'm trying figure out how it could come from three different countries. Was the Father from Canada, Mother from Mexico, and born in the US? Was it the other way around? Or did the cow catch a bus and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/9185782048569762882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=9185782048569762882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/9185782048569762882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/9185782048569762882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/03/beefy-touring.html' title='Beefy Touring'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-9079264543782972033</id><published>2009-01-18T11:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:25:39.282-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanted to Relax</title><summary type='text'>It really must be cold.  These two don't get along.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/9079264543782972033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=9079264543782972033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/9079264543782972033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/9079264543782972033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-wanted-to-relax.html' title='I Wanted to Relax'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/SXNW182lRzI/AAAAAAAAAFU/rZEnRSiNQHQ/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-1002615177920023515</id><published>2009-01-15T03:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T03:48:25.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Wrong With This Picture?</title><summary type='text'>On the local evening news tonight they were announcing that the homeless shelters for women and children were full.  There was still room for men at one shelter, they said.  They went on to say log on to their web site after the broadcast to get a phone number so that you can be placed on a waiting list for a shelter.I don't know about other areas, but I am willing to bet that homeless women here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1002615177920023515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=1002615177920023515&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1002615177920023515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1002615177920023515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-wrong-with-this-picture.html' title='What&apos;s Wrong With This Picture?'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2535922900492053517</id><published>2008-11-24T14:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:38:57.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And it Starts</title><summary type='text'>I went to one of my favorite close out stores to see if they had anything new. I love the store because from one week to the next you never know what's in it. It was full of all kinds of holiday things, but I just went in to pick up a couple of items.In the past, the store wouldn't have very many check out people, but today it had a couple lanes open. The lane I went through had this little old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2535922900492053517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2535922900492053517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2535922900492053517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2535922900492053517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-it-starts.html' title='And it Starts'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-5684596688919537023</id><published>2008-11-24T14:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:35:40.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More on H</title><summary type='text'>I happened by the store where I purchased my laptop to ask them if the warranty I got at the time of the purchase covered replacing my missing key.  Sure enough it does!  I simply have to take my computer in, they will ship it off to the manufacturer and they will replace the entire keyboard.  This will all take at least 3 weeks.  Why they can't pull a key off of one of the thousands of keyboards</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5684596688919537023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5684596688919537023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5684596688919537023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5684596688919537023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-on-h.html' title='More on H'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-8014445779795943395</id><published>2008-11-16T19:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:07:57.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I would like to buy the letter "H"</title><summary type='text'>I had the bright idea of cleaning the keyboard of my computer, and got my can of air out like I was told you are supposed to use.  It wasn't doing the job, as I have 2 kitties,  and kitty hair tends to get wrapped up under the keys no matter how hard you try to keep it clean, so after using the whole can of air, I pulled out my trusty shop vac.  Right away, this little person on my shoulder asked</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8014445779795943395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=8014445779795943395&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8014445779795943395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8014445779795943395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-would-like-to-buy-letter-h.html' title='I would like to buy the letter &quot;H&quot;'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-3519819127349380029</id><published>2008-09-02T14:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T15:29:58.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perceptions</title><summary type='text'>I have been thinking a lot lately on how we come to arrive at some of the judgements that we make. I was working this morning and as usual, my mind can tend to wander (don't tell my clients). Something from 20 years ago came to my mind, and I began to get angry. I had worked for a major potato chip company and had a route. My day would start at 3:00 in the morning when on my way in to load my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3519819127349380029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=3519819127349380029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3519819127349380029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3519819127349380029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/09/perceptions.html' title='Perceptions'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2832077024057847770</id><published>2008-05-31T20:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:39:32.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><summary type='text'>I have always wanted a hose reel cart to keep things nice and neat in the back yard, but they have always been out of my budget.  Today, there was a great deal on one and I picked it up and took it home to assemble with visions of unwinding and winding up my garden hose with ease.  Until......I opened the box, pulled out all of the parts and the bag of the small stuff, got them all arranged on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2832077024057847770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2832077024057847770&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2832077024057847770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2832077024057847770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/05/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-8095256494582293027</id><published>2008-05-26T14:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:19:20.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holiday</title><summary type='text'>Sunday we all had a chance to get together for a wonderful meal and some unexpected entertainment, compliments of a somewhat lost hummingbird.   We were eating in the screened in porch at my brother's house when all of the sudden we heard this "boink."  We all looked up to see a hummingbird smashed into the screen with it's beak stuck just beating it's little wings like crazy trying to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8095256494582293027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=8095256494582293027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8095256494582293027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8095256494582293027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/05/holiday.html' title='The Holiday'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-4803507238250070039</id><published>2008-05-22T18:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:23:12.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is Finally Here</title><summary type='text'>I haven't been writing much because I told myself if I didn't have anything positive to say, I wouldn't put it  in the blog.  I have also been pretty busy outside getting the flowers planted, and the garden put in a couple of times now.  The cold weather took it's toll on many of the veggies I had planted, and the rains we have had made the weeds happy and they grew like crazy. I planted a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4803507238250070039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4803507238250070039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4803507238250070039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4803507238250070039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/05/spring-is-finally-here.html' title='Spring is Finally Here'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-5486178965508469260</id><published>2008-05-04T20:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:07:00.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bananza</title><summary type='text'>I have been to this place time after time and just this year I noticed this huge ice cream boat in front of the place.  ]It seems sometimes, the more we see something the more we miss it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5486178965508469260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5486178965508469260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5486178965508469260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5486178965508469260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/05/bananza.html' title='Bananza'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp1.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/SB5cID_V8XI/AAAAAAAAADI/61GwBRzBYNg/s72-c/ice+cream+boat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-8665716409937877942</id><published>2008-04-25T14:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T14:41:52.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeek</title><summary type='text'>I got the lawn tractor out today for the first mow of the season.  I was pleased when it started up on the first try and all it needed to start mowing was some air in the tires and I was off and running.  About 10 minutes into mowing I feel a tickle on my leg, and I kept reaching down and scratching until after the third time feeling this, I reached down and felt a soft lump in my jeans. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8665716409937877942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=8665716409937877942&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8665716409937877942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8665716409937877942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/04/eeek.html' title='Eeek'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-4296581980043569782</id><published>2008-03-24T17:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T18:03:42.711-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There He Blows!</title><summary type='text'>I was driving on the interstate to the store today, and noticed several groundhogs out and about, finally awake from their winter's sleep. It reminded me of a story a very good friend of mine told a while back. I don't know if I shared this one or not, so if you have heard it before, you are going to hear it again.My friend's ex husband wasn't a very bright man, and his brother was about the same</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4296581980043569782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4296581980043569782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4296581980043569782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4296581980043569782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/03/there-he-blows.html' title='There He Blows!'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-5699116881030575691</id><published>2008-03-11T23:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:34:06.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><summary type='text'>I don't know how clearly this can be seen, but it's my odometer turning it's 200,000th mile! This car has served me well, and I intend on getting another 100,000 miles out of it.  I don't care if it is uglier than sin, it works and works well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5699116881030575691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5699116881030575691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5699116881030575691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5699116881030575691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/R9dNez_QzlI/AAAAAAAAAC4/URZ4Z1YUo1I/s72-c/odometer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-1165468289827066332</id><published>2008-03-09T19:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T19:43:33.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Luck!</title><summary type='text'>Every month there is a raffle at work.  I always purchase a few tickets thinking one day I might get lucky and win, but never have had my name drawn.  The prizes vary from gift cards for gas to huge packages geared around a holiday.  There were two drawings this last Friday night, each winner got a 25 dollar gift card to a home improvement store.   I purchased my usual amount of tickets and wrote</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1165468289827066332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=1165468289827066332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1165468289827066332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1165468289827066332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-luck.html' title='What Luck!'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-6686632509752530678</id><published>2008-02-09T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T00:13:46.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KFC Report</title><summary type='text'>About once a week I enjoy the buffet at the KFC close to my old neighborhood where I grew up and first started working. I have enough time between jobs to sit for a while and watch the people come and go, and it's early enough that the older people are having their evening meal. There are several senior citizen's apartments in the area, so this is a hot spot for them to eat.This particular KFC </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6686632509752530678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=6686632509752530678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6686632509752530678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6686632509752530678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/02/kfc-report.html' title='KFC Report'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-1426289057499647908</id><published>2008-01-26T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T15:06:49.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Idea Gone Bad</title><summary type='text'>When the fanny pack first came out, I thought wow, what a great idea. You can keep your hands free and carry all of your stuff and not have to worry about losing a purse or wallet while walking about the amusement parks or on a hike. I have one that I use when I go to festivals, big enough to hold a wallet and sun glasses but not much else. I actually wear it on my fanny, or sometimes to the side</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1426289057499647908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=1426289057499647908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1426289057499647908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1426289057499647908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-idea-gone-bad.html' title='The Good Idea Gone Bad'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-4920313427366829990</id><published>2008-01-20T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T16:35:09.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The other day, my sister in law and I went on a shopping excursion to a  farm store that has all kinds of neat stuff that isn't all for the farmer.  I needed some suet cakes for the birds and a couple of other things.  They had their winter apparal on sale at 60% off, and we just happened to  be there during a bag sale, which meant that whatever you could put in the bag was another 20% off.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4920313427366829990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4920313427366829990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4920313427366829990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4920313427366829990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/01/other-day-my-sister-in-law-and-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-3239438054870275924</id><published>2008-01-02T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:19:03.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HUH?</title><summary type='text'>My brother and sister in law gave me the neatest gadget for Christmas;  A crank flashlight/radio.  It needs no batteries, so is a wonderful thing to have on hand.  I pulled it out of the box the other day, and was reading the instructions.  I'll share just a few with you now.  Keep in mind this item was not cheap.When use hand wind to charge phone, connect link wire with output jack (7).  You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3239438054870275924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=3239438054870275924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3239438054870275924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3239438054870275924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2008/01/huh.html' title='HUH?'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-4181222194459180073</id><published>2007-12-21T02:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T02:38:34.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities</title><summary type='text'>I have been thinking about purchasing a treadmill.  I had no idea there were so many different kinds out there, so I have been taking mini surveys with anyone who ever had or has a treadmill to see what kind I might want.  I think I have decided on a middle of the road kind, with not too many bells or whistles, but one that isn't so cheap that it's going to fall apart in a few months, so now I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4181222194459180073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4181222194459180073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4181222194459180073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4181222194459180073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/12/priorities.html' title='Priorities'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-4071780792492167671</id><published>2007-12-21T02:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T02:24:59.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth</title><summary type='text'>You deserve what you accept.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4071780792492167671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4071780792492167671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4071780792492167671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4071780792492167671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/12/truth.html' title='The Truth'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-799673274379176487</id><published>2007-12-04T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T14:52:43.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for Containers</title><summary type='text'>It is impossible to make a small amount of vegetable soup.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/799673274379176487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=799673274379176487&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/799673274379176487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/799673274379176487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/12/looking-for-containers.html' title='Looking for Containers'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-7028445166805097530</id><published>2007-12-02T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T15:28:18.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Cooking?</title><summary type='text'>After 25 years with my stove, I decided that it was time that we part ways.  Every time I baked the smoke alarm would go off, and when I got a good look inside the oven, discovered that there were tiny holes in the sides and bottom .  No wonder the alarm was going off, it was probably insulation smoldering. The new stove arrived Thursday, and since then have been happily baking up a storm.  One </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7028445166805097530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=7028445166805097530&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7028445166805097530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7028445166805097530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/12/whats-cooking.html' title='What&apos;s Cooking?'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-4465552092279839580</id><published>2007-11-24T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T21:17:41.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thansgiving</title><summary type='text'>It's been a couple of days since the holiday, but I've been running a couple of days behind on pretty much everything lately, so it's right on time for me. We all went to my brother's house for our dinner. It was a small group compared to other years, but it was wonderful, just the same. I think we set a record with ten pies this year. Almost one for each of us. I wish I would have taken a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4465552092279839580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4465552092279839580&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4465552092279839580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4465552092279839580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/11/thansgiving.html' title='Thansgiving'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-2302988578796802546</id><published>2007-10-31T15:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T15:49:40.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stinky Bidness</title><summary type='text'>Living in the country sometimes has it's down side.  The other night when I got home from work, I smelled skunk when I got out of the car and headed into the house.  I thought that someone must have hit one down the road and the wind was just right to take the odor to where I lived, and hoped it would be gone in the morning.  No such luck.  I still smelled it in the morning, and worse than that, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2302988578796802546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2302988578796802546&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2302988578796802546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2302988578796802546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/10/stinky-bidness.html' title='Stinky Bidness'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-7890585081444985125</id><published>2007-10-18T16:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T16:15:07.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inenuity at it's Best</title><summary type='text'>I went to lunch with a friend and this was in the parking lot.  It got quite a few turned heads, and second looks.  I have to hand it to the person; they sure did invent quite the vehicle.  Hey, if it gets you to work and back and on the amount of fuel in that little yellow jug, go for it! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7890585081444985125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=7890585081444985125&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7890585081444985125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7890585081444985125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/10/inenuity-at-its-best.html' title='Inenuity at it&apos;s Best'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp1.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/Rxe91AbMSqI/AAAAAAAAACo/zS9EKeanfTI/s72-c/funky+car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-7798482072134818002</id><published>2007-10-17T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:53:03.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasant Surprise</title><summary type='text'>I have had a rough couple of days, and got off a little early tonight.  When I got home, there was a message on my answering machine from my Aunt Betty.  It said that she hoped I found the cookies she put in my gas grill this morning.  YAY!!  I ran out and sure enough, there was a plate of cookies wrapped tightly in plastic waiting for me to bring them in! I know if she were to hand them to me, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7798482072134818002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=7798482072134818002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7798482072134818002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7798482072134818002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/10/pleasant-surprise.html' title='Pleasant Surprise'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-8921987161983632635</id><published>2007-10-16T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T18:46:42.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Random Things About Myself</title><summary type='text'>I got tagged by Cedarflame to do this so here it goes.1. I really think Cedar did this because she loves lists, and to see things numbered.2. Even though I do a lot of things around the house, like painting, etc, I do it because I have to,not because I want to.3. I don't like being alone, and really do want to share my life with someone some day. Soon.4. If I hear "I really like you...for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8921987161983632635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=8921987161983632635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8921987161983632635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8921987161983632635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/10/7-random-things-about-myself.html' title='7 Random Things About Myself'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2636043452377671116</id><published>2007-10-13T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:37:24.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No Write</title><summary type='text'>It's been so long since I have written anything on this blog, I almost forgot how to get to the post place, and now that I am here, don't know quite what to write.  I haven't had much to say lately.  I have been so busy with work, and work, and then when I am off, am working here at home.  I have been trying to get the trim painted on the house before it gets too cold.  This is one of those times</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2636043452377671116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2636043452377671116&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2636043452377671116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2636043452377671116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-time-no-write.html' title='Long Time, No Write'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2803232957402169908</id><published>2007-09-11T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T15:04:09.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Help</title><summary type='text'>I have been trying to do some scraping and prep work on the trim of my house and up along the roof, but have been hindered by a few small details, one being I am terrified of heights.  I finally worked up the courage to climb the ladder and do some scraping of the soffet, and do a little caulking.  It takes a while because I am hanging on to the ladder for dear life, and trying to decided which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2803232957402169908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2803232957402169908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2803232957402169908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2803232957402169908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/09/too-much-help.html' title='Too Much Help'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-400454767915637648</id><published>2007-09-11T14:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T14:49:21.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/400454767915637648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=400454767915637648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/400454767915637648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/400454767915637648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-711081306723434053</id><published>2007-08-25T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T15:32:32.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abundance</title><summary type='text'>What's for breakfast?ummm....watermelon?What's for lunch?umm  Watermelon?How about supper?ummm how about watermelon.  The one on the right weighs over 20 pounds!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/711081306723434053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=711081306723434053&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/711081306723434053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/711081306723434053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/abundance.html' title='Abundance'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/RtCDQus8qkI/AAAAAAAAACg/zCXLC74wP_E/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-6540305386525363423</id><published>2007-08-20T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T17:01:19.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlight of a Dreary Day</title><summary type='text'>It has been raining for a couple of days,  pretty much none stop.  I'm a person that likes to have the sun shining, or I turn into this lethargic blob.  So today I decided to go grocery shopping instead of being depressed at home.  Off to the store I went, making a list in my head on my way, so I would have some sort of plan once I arrived and not start throwing all kinds of junk in the cart. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6540305386525363423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=6540305386525363423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6540305386525363423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6540305386525363423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/highlight-of-dreary-day.html' title='Highlight of a Dreary Day'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-5327640657310566832</id><published>2007-08-16T23:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T23:12:14.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is file a complaint Thursday, and mine has to do with public restrooms. I had to use one this evening, which by the way, was immaculate. My complaint? The toilet paper was 2 and one half inches wide, if that. I kept pulling it out of the dispenser, and it kept coming out like a string, until I decided to see just how wide this paper is. Yep, not even 2 and one half inches. Do they really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5327640657310566832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5327640657310566832&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5327640657310566832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5327640657310566832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-file-complaint-thursday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-7810035531686793228</id><published>2007-08-11T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:19:28.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Surprise</title><summary type='text'>I was picking tomatoes, when I noticed something brown in a tomato plant.  I peeled back the leaves and look what I found!  I'll have to keep an eye on it and see what bird it might be.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7810035531686793228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=7810035531686793228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7810035531686793228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7810035531686793228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/nice-surprise.html' title='Nice Surprise'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/Rr57LrBBFpI/AAAAAAAAACY/4Z8l9Byhe4A/s72-c/bird+nest+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-4167267004925324944</id><published>2007-08-09T09:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T09:10:12.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuckle of the Day</title><summary type='text'>I was headed for the door at work last night, not paying much attention to anything, when as I looked up noticed that someone was waiting for me holding the door.  I hurried up and appologized for lagging saying that I was in my own little world.  She said that was okay, she was in her own little world too, but at least there, they knew her.   I got the biggest chuckle out of that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4167267004925324944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4167267004925324944&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4167267004925324944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4167267004925324944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/chuckle-of-day.html' title='Chuckle of the Day'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-396787597296681883</id><published>2007-08-08T00:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:46:11.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blech</title><summary type='text'>I just want to report that our weather is acky, and blechy and down right hot and humid.  The weeds in the garden are out of control, and it's too hot to get out there and do much of anything.  In fact, it's too hot for my brain to do any thinking, and too hot to do anything but sit in a stupor.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/396787597296681883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=396787597296681883&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/396787597296681883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/396787597296681883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/blech.html' title='Blech'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2711374179191119401</id><published>2007-08-02T14:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T14:09:17.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Harvest</title><summary type='text'>This is the harvest of the day.  I have really been getting a kick out of taking these veggies in to work and giving them away.  I went around thumping melons today, and this one had a nice hollow thump, so decided to pick it and see if it is ripe.  Gosh I hope it is!  The tomatoes are starting to get red.  I picked a few romas today.  The first of those.  The cherry tomatoes have been coming on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2711374179191119401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2711374179191119401&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2711374179191119401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2711374179191119401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/08/todays-harvest.html' title='Today&apos;s Harvest'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/RrIcq7BBFoI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Ioz1h8f9z9M/s72-c/Today%27s+harvest+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-3172912780839875593</id><published>2007-07-27T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T14:43:54.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Lazy Day</title><summary type='text'>It was so damp this morning, I didn't want to go out in the garden.  We had a good storm last evening from the looks in the yard and the garbage container that had moved 5 feet out on to the porch.  The field is muddy, and it's as humid as all get out, so the garden will have to be unattended to for yet another day.  I'll have a bunch of things to pick tomorrow. I had to run a few errands today, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3172912780839875593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=3172912780839875593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3172912780839875593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3172912780839875593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/07/hot-lazy-day.html' title='Hot Lazy Day'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-4909220176501253376</id><published>2007-07-16T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T13:58:50.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dixie</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went up to the lake to visit. We all went up to another lake where this paddle boat was. It's name is the Dixie. It is the oldest running paddle boat in the state, built in 1929. It was pretty neat. On the lower deck were tables and chairs to eat popcorn you could purchase from a little stand they had inside. When it was time for the boat to leave, we got on, and took a seat up on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4909220176501253376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4909220176501253376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4909220176501253376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4909220176501253376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/07/dixie.html' title='The Dixie'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/Rpus7tXxzKI/AAAAAAAAACA/tHrwEi5mmwE/s72-c/07-15-07_1751+dixie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-7661917736405020010</id><published>2007-07-12T14:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:41:29.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Melon Patch</title><summary type='text'>I brought out a watermelon I purchased at the store to inspire my melon to grow big, just like it.  Think it will work? I actually have some nice sized muskmelons in there!  In the past, I have only been able to get one to about the size of a softball. It has been so dry here, that I have been having to water the garden.   I must have stepped on the hose walking out and it squirt some water on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7661917736405020010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=7661917736405020010&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7661917736405020010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7661917736405020010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/07/melon-patch.html' title='The Melon Patch'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/RpZ0y9XxzHI/AAAAAAAAABo/LpOi-v8LeHk/s72-c/melon+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-4532875283516549059</id><published>2007-07-07T16:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T16:17:51.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Stuff</title><summary type='text'>I went out to the garden this morning to see what there was to pick as I didn't make it out there yesterday.  The zucchini and yellow squash went crazy in one day.  I picked an armload of both, and didn't know what I was going to do with it all, so I put a basket on a bench out by the road.  I made a sign, 3 for a dollar, as I wanted them to GO AWAY, put the squash out there and a jar and left </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4532875283516549059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4532875283516549059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4532875283516549059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4532875283516549059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/07/cool-stuff.html' title='Cool Stuff'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-5559244847133639995</id><published>2007-07-06T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:16:03.324-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary</title><summary type='text'>It was forty years ago today that my mother came home from the hospital to tell us that Dad died.  She said "Daddy isn't coming home."  None of us ever called Dad "Daddy,"  but that's what she said.We were playing in the yard when she pulled up.  The neighbor had driven her back from the hospital, and they parked on the street instead of pulling in the drive.  I knew right away something wasn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5559244847133639995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5559244847133639995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5559244847133639995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5559244847133639995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/07/anniversary.html' title='Anniversary'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-3934742891651754328</id><published>2007-07-04T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:21:42.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth</title><summary type='text'>I went up to the lake today to help celebrate the fourth with my brother and sis in law. As I drove up to their house, this is what I saw... Twenty one flags...there was a sale at a surplus store, so S purchased a package of 20. She lined pretty much everything with flags. As I walked up to the house, I heard the Battle Hymn of the Republic blaring on the stereo, and as I entered the door to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3934742891651754328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=3934742891651754328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3934742891651754328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3934742891651754328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/07/fourth.html' title='The Fourth'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp1.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/Roxd7f1u9CI/AAAAAAAAABY/fAzlqpSGoko/s72-c/PICT0009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-2690342666690903774</id><published>2007-07-02T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T18:23:40.378-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Divine Luck</title><summary type='text'>It seems the part time job that I lost a few weeks ago has found it's way back to me.  I got a call today to start on Monday and try this thing again.  Wish me luck!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2690342666690903774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2690342666690903774&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2690342666690903774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2690342666690903774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/07/divine-luck.html' title='Divine Luck'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-5065215230349748401</id><published>2007-06-29T22:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T22:57:44.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies!</title><summary type='text'>I was visiting my sister in law last weekend, and she had a bird house hanging right outside her front door.  She said the babies were peeking out the hole when moma came to feed them.  She got it down and pulled up a lid and took this picture.  When she put it back they all flew out!  There were five little ones in all crammed into this little house.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5065215230349748401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5065215230349748401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5065215230349748401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5065215230349748401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/babies.html' title='Babies!'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp2.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/RoXFYf1u9BI/AAAAAAAAABQ/D0yMNvx56tA/s72-c/baby+bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-1049149663051542677</id><published>2007-06-29T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T17:29:44.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Afternoon Excitement</title><summary type='text'>I have been leaving the back door open lately, because my two cats have been so annoying wanting out, then as soon as they get out, go to a window meowing to come back in. The bugs haven't been bad, so I just leave the screen door open. They can now come and go as they please.I ran some errands today, and had a few loads of things to bring into the house, so hauled them all in, left the door open</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1049149663051542677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=1049149663051542677&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1049149663051542677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1049149663051542677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/afternoon-excitement.html' title='Afternoon Excitement'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2586336031750825225</id><published>2007-06-27T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T21:39:48.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Commercials...ack</title><summary type='text'>Am I the only person that thinks the new Dairy Queen commercials with the waffle cone and ice cream are offensive?  Kids watch ice cream commercials...and especially Dairy Queen ones.  I'm just sayin...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2586336031750825225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2586336031750825225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2586336031750825225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2586336031750825225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/commercialsack.html' title='Commercials...ack'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-912728842174280558</id><published>2007-06-27T11:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T11:32:58.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Passages</title><summary type='text'>A few months ago, my sister in law gave my name to a friend of hers who's Mother was needing some help around the house.  She was by no means an invalid, but needed help with cleaning, and someone to drive her places she needed to go, and generally just be a companion.  I agreed to help, and a few days a week, I have been going over to Ruth's house.  We liked each other right away and became good</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/912728842174280558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=912728842174280558&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/912728842174280558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/912728842174280558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/passages.html' title='Passages'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-4791027414624740043</id><published>2007-06-22T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:21:10.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Odd Sights</title><summary type='text'>Today was one of those days where I wish I would have had my camera with me. One of the things I saw, I can share later with a picture, I hope. The other opportunity passed, but I'll share it with you anyway. As I arrived at work today, I walked over to the nail techs to say hello, and sitting on the other side of Connie was a regular customer I see often. She had a nail emergency. Connie was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4791027414624740043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4791027414624740043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4791027414624740043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4791027414624740043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/odd-sights.html' title='Odd Sights'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-9075310671807511878</id><published>2007-06-19T23:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:23:57.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><summary type='text'>I just got home from my last night of training at my new, now, no job. I didn't get the work done by the deadline tonight, so that's it for now for there. They said to call and I could be kept on the roster to be called in again to try again, as I finished the main part of the testing by the time allowed for that. I guess it just wasn't meant to be for that job right now. The next time won't be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/9075310671807511878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=9075310671807511878&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/9075310671807511878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/9075310671807511878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-7982485759175015117</id><published>2007-06-15T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T15:27:55.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I heard an ad on the radio advertising Amish chickens.  I wonder if they wear those little white bonnets.  And do the Amish roosters wear little straw  hats and suspenders?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7982485759175015117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=7982485759175015117&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7982485759175015117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7982485759175015117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-heard-ad-on-radio-advertising-amish.html' title=''/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2995922801290929525</id><published>2007-06-14T13:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T13:02:29.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Does a lake smell like fish or do fish smell like a lake?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2995922801290929525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2995922801290929525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2995922801290929525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2995922801290929525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/does-lake-smell-like-fish-or-do-fish.html' title=''/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-736651001750151637</id><published>2007-06-12T01:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T01:32:13.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day!</title><summary type='text'>The day started out like any other ordinary day.  I went to job one, took care of things there, then went to the dentist, and had some afterwards before job number two, to go to Wa*Ma*t to pick up a few things.  I even figured I would have plenty of time after that errand to get a bite to eat and relax, as it would be past midnight before I would get home.  It really was a great plan until...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/736651001750151637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=736651001750151637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/736651001750151637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/736651001750151637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-day.html' title='What a Day!'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-5417997441530635380</id><published>2007-06-10T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T21:53:38.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><summary type='text'>Today I went to a family reunion with my brother and sis in law.  I kind of dread going to them, but at the same time enjoy it.  Especially the food part.  There are always interesting things people bring and it's a way to try new things without having to make it yourself.  The winner of the new thing category this year was the snickers salad.  It was cut up apples, cut up snickers bars and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5417997441530635380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5417997441530635380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5417997441530635380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5417997441530635380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-3615699237678957271</id><published>2007-06-09T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T20:40:22.751-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Linear Thinking</title><summary type='text'>I was picking up a few things at a convenience store today, and there were two boys that stepped up to the cashier, each with a dollar in their hands. They were probably eight or nine years old. They had baseball uniforms on, and were swigging their drinks as they stood there. The cashier said "that will be two dollars." The boys in unison said that their orders were separate. So the cashier </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3615699237678957271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=3615699237678957271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3615699237678957271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3615699237678957271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/linear-thinking.html' title='Linear Thinking'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-7983705132662350279</id><published>2007-06-07T01:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:19:58.364-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Tidbits</title><summary type='text'>I was driving in to work today and, as usual, there was some construction going on.  I kind of got a chuckle with the first encounter with a crew that was putting in some kind of line along the side of the road.  It was a hilly winding road, so they required flag people to stop traffic and let each direction take turns going through that area.  The thing that struck me funny was the person </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7983705132662350279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=7983705132662350279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7983705132662350279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7983705132662350279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/driving-tidbits.html' title='Driving Tidbits'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-8260778095519226150</id><published>2007-06-07T00:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T00:42:35.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Night</title><summary type='text'>I had a really bad night tonight.  I just thought I would share.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8260778095519226150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=8260778095519226150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8260778095519226150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/8260778095519226150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/bad-night.html' title='Bad Night'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-7210315239086883917</id><published>2007-06-03T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T15:27:05.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrations</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday at the salon was a day of celebrations. One woman was there because she had lost 110 pounds through WW. Her husband treated her to a whole day at the spa. She got the works, including lunch. Another lady was there celebrating almost 2 years clear of breast cancer. She treated herself with a few services. Everyone was in a festive mood, cheering the weight loss of the one lady, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7210315239086883917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=7210315239086883917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7210315239086883917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7210315239086883917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/celebrations.html' title='Celebrations'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-1532645961099809828</id><published>2007-06-02T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T16:27:54.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Has Frozen Over</title><summary type='text'>I am not a handbag person.  I haven't carried a purse since high school except for special occassions. I only need keys, a wallet, and a cell phone, so most always, my pockets are good enough to carry all I need.  I used to say I will carry a purse when Hell freezes over.   A couple of weeks ago, we had a shower for my niece, and niece to be, and my niece gave the three of us these lovely hand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/1532645961099809828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=1532645961099809828&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1532645961099809828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/1532645961099809828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/06/hell-has-frozen-over.html' title='Hell Has Frozen Over'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/RmHQUZFraCI/AAAAAAAAABI/Z6raa6AL090/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-3212594069381681929</id><published>2007-05-31T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T14:04:32.471-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Treats</title><summary type='text'>I went into work this morning and my first client walks in with 2 huge bags filled with dozen boxes of donuts.  Seems that she stopped into the donut shop this morning, and they had made 3000 donuts for a fund raiser which they thought was today, and turns out is for Saturday.  They needed to unload all of those donuts, and asked her if she wanted 200 dozen!  WOW!  She said there was no way she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3212594069381681929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=3212594069381681929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3212594069381681929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3212594069381681929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/05/yummy-treats.html' title='Yummy Treats'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-4746759400377737072</id><published>2007-05-27T20:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:42:54.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Visits</title><summary type='text'>Today started out kind of rainy, so I decided it would be a good day to clean the house. Things kind of sped up after my sis-in-law called and said they would be coming over. I am so thankful for people coming over. It's the only way I really get a good cleaning in. I shifted into hyper speed after the phone call to get all of what I wanted done before their arrival. They pulled up just as I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4746759400377737072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4746759400377737072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4746759400377737072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4746759400377737072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/05/sunday-visits.html' title='Sunday Visits'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-6674555351140098636</id><published>2007-05-25T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:37:22.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Wonders Never Cease</title><summary type='text'>Every now and then, something good happens. I was stopped at a traffic light, and along comes a car in the lane next to me, stereo booming so loudly that my car was shaking. I thought great, I'm going to have to sit here and hear that junk, when low and behold, as he stopped, he turned his music OFF! What a nice person! I wanted to yell over and thank him, but just about as soon as I had that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6674555351140098636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=6674555351140098636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6674555351140098636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6674555351140098636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/05/every-now-and-then-something-good.html' title='Will Wonders Never Cease'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-7807878903702790352</id><published>2007-05-23T17:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T17:41:47.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shower</title><summary type='text'>My niece and nephew are getting married less than a month apart, so our family threw a double shower for the brides to be.  Aren't they adorable?  I'm so proud!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7807878903702790352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=7807878903702790352&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7807878903702790352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/7807878903702790352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/05/shower.html' title='The Shower'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/RlS0j9yStcI/AAAAAAAAABA/8QLKyn6675M/s72-c/Kate+and+Jen+alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-3820312741122105426</id><published>2007-05-23T12:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T12:27:03.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Suggestion</title><summary type='text'>I got gas yesterday; the price went up 23 cents a gallon. I think gas stations should start putting boxes of kleenex out at the pumps so that everyone can wipe their tears and blow their noses as they pump their gas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3820312741122105426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=3820312741122105426&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3820312741122105426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3820312741122105426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-suggestion.html' title='Just a Suggestion'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-4372288407357654943</id><published>2007-05-04T13:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T13:53:39.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Update</title><summary type='text'>I had a chance today to borrow a computer so I thought I would just give an update on the goings on here at the simple life.  My computer is dead, and not repairable, so am waiting on my nephew to bring up the computer he had given me, but had a breakdown, and he is repairing it.  Hopefully I will be back to writing soon.On a very sad note, I took my dog, Lucy, in to be euthenized yesterday.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4372288407357654943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4372288407357654943&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4372288407357654943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4372288407357654943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/05/weekly-update.html' title='Weekly Update'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2700292175665754089</id><published>2007-04-20T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T16:18:59.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Those Things</title><summary type='text'>My computer died, so I have not been posting as I can only check my mail on borrowed computers from time to time and can't tie them up.  So stay tuned, and wish good thoughts, and soon,I hope, I'll be back at the keyboard!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2700292175665754089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2700292175665754089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2700292175665754089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2700292175665754089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-of-those-things.html' title='One of Those Things'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-6627979029659664383</id><published>2007-04-07T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T23:25:19.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancake Breakfast</title><summary type='text'>This morning there was a pancake breakfast at the church in town.  I was off today, and actually remembered it was today, so treated myself to breakfast.  It was such a cold morning with snow on the road, and hardly any cars were out today.  I was worried that they wouldn't get a good turnout because of it, so made the effort to go. I pulled up in front of the church, and noticed a sign sitting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6627979029659664383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=6627979029659664383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6627979029659664383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/6627979029659664383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/04/pancake-breakfast.html' title='Pancake Breakfast'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-4890065088963410048</id><published>2007-04-04T20:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:51:01.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What the Heck?</title><summary type='text'>It was looking a lot like spring had arrived.  Yesteray, it was 76 degrees, and a beautiful day all around.  Today it only got up to 34 degrees, with 50 mph wind gusts, and now this evening, it is snowing so hard you can't see ten feet in front of you. I'll be so glad when this month is over, and some decent weather settles in for longer than a day at a time.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4890065088963410048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4890065088963410048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4890065088963410048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4890065088963410048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-heck.html' title='What the Heck?'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-812816160368305560</id><published>2007-03-30T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T14:19:43.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Clean Up</title><summary type='text'>I have a hard time in the spring getting into the swing of things outside.  For the most part, I am a blob in the winter, and get so out of shape.  I am one of those people that has to have the sun, and let's face it, winter doesn't have much of that.  I'm kind of like a motor that is hard to start.  The engine turns a couple of times, stops, turns a couple of times, stops.  You get the picture.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/812816160368305560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=812816160368305560&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/812816160368305560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/812816160368305560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-clean-up.html' title='Spring Clean Up'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2180272427455668867</id><published>2007-03-25T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T13:45:56.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get the Hot Dogs!</title><summary type='text'>The first of many bon fires this Spring.  I have that huge tree to burn.  Marshmallow anyone?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2180272427455668867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2180272427455668867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2180272427455668867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2180272427455668867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/get-hot-dogs.html' title='Get the Hot Dogs!'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/Rga09f-7d3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/OXQdj0sh8rM/s72-c/Pict0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-5348593025845296599</id><published>2007-03-25T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T13:23:52.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They Lived!</title><summary type='text'>This is the first time I have brought in plants from outside to replant in the Spring that lived!  Not only did they live , they bloomed!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5348593025845296599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5348593025845296599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5348593025845296599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5348593025845296599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/they-lived.html' title='They Lived!'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/RgavTP-7d2I/AAAAAAAAAAs/wBwLMSNNZwg/s72-c/Pict0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-657871531950964307</id><published>2007-03-16T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T22:09:52.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the Most Beautiful Songs I Have Ever Heard</title><summary type='text'>Loreena McKennitt - Dante's prayerWhen the dark wood fell before meAnd all the paths were overgrownWhen the priests of pride say there is no other wayI tilled the sorrows of stoneI did not believe because I could not seeThough you came to me in the nightWhen the dawn seemed forever lostYou showed me your love in the light of the starsChorus:Cast your eyes on the oceanCast your soul to the seaWhen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/657871531950964307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=657871531950964307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/657871531950964307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/657871531950964307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-of-most-beautiful-songs-i-have-ever.html' title='One of the Most Beautiful Songs I Have Ever Heard'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-2355316020854015519</id><published>2007-03-11T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T20:30:13.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears of Joy</title><summary type='text'>After a week of this vigil of the dying dog, she stood up yesterday, came to me to be petted, went to the water dish and drank, went out to potty, and ate a few morsals of popcorn that were coming out of the pan I was popping.  This morning, she sprang up, drank, went potty, came in and ATE a few morsals of her food, then barked at the cat.  It has been a week since she has eaten, and any sound </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/2355316020854015519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=2355316020854015519&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2355316020854015519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/2355316020854015519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/tears-of-joy.html' title='Tears of Joy'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-5787127724795794214</id><published>2007-03-09T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T11:31:02.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week of Tears</title><summary type='text'>Some friends and relatives have been asking why I haven't been posting lately. I have been spending most of my time with my dog, Lucy. She is dying, and I have been by her side as much as possible. I just haven't been in the mood to do any writing. Over and out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/5787127724795794214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=5787127724795794214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5787127724795794214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/5787127724795794214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/03/week-of-tears.html' title='A Week of Tears'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-483760692483456282</id><published>2007-02-25T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T20:15:22.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calling</title><summary type='text'>The other day I received news that the Mother of my neighbor, Bill, passed away. The calling was at a funeral home in a small town near here. It's a small place, but very nice. The owners are a couple that live with their family in the back. They take care of everything between the two of them.With larger funeral homes you have to say the name of the deceased so the door person can direct you to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/483760692483456282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=483760692483456282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/483760692483456282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/483760692483456282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/calling.html' title='The Calling'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-3517998133878535457</id><published>2007-02-25T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T14:45:46.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Color!</title><summary type='text'>I was looking at the Easter candy yesterday, and found these!  Green Peeps!  I wonder if they are just as good as the others.  I only like the yellow, and white peeps, as with the pink and purple, I can taste the red food coloring.   Yum</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3517998133878535457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=3517998133878535457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3517998133878535457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3517998133878535457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-color.html' title='A New Color!'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp1.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/ReHm8ZTBxXI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DerQpBdQmeQ/s72-c/PICT0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-4627429087346113687</id><published>2007-02-22T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T17:28:48.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Car Wash</title><summary type='text'>I took my car to the car wash today to get some of the grime and salt off the car.  I haven't been paying too much attention to washing the car, because I don't want all of the paint to come off the car just yet.  It has been a sore subject with this paint peeling business.  The manufacture won't honor the recall for this car.  Anyway, I had a coupon for a free car wash and decided to use it.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4627429087346113687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=4627429087346113687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4627429087346113687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/4627429087346113687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/car-wash.html' title='The Car Wash'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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://bp2.blogger.com/_UUtQDRN4Lxw/Rd4Pi9VvjbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/__sodszgMKg/s72-c/Pict0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30313552.post-3794357146855442241</id><published>2007-02-19T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T17:32:40.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><summary type='text'>I just hate change.  Blogger has caught up with me with the new changes they have made, and already, I don't like it.  Yet another name and password, and more new things I can do without.  I must be old fashioned, as I don't see a need to "new and improve" every little thing in my life.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3794357146855442241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=3794357146855442241&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3794357146855442241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/3794357146855442241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-117147822425659340</id><published>2007-02-14T13:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T16:14:12.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Don't Do Puzzles Very Often</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/117147822425659340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=117147822425659340&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117147822425659340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117147822425659340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-i-dont-do-puzzles-very-often.html' title='Why I Don&apos;t Do Puzzles Very Often'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-117142959206658468</id><published>2007-02-14T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T12:02:56.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcie's Valentine</title><summary type='text'>Marcie absently stared out the window while she did the dishes. She had quite a pile to be washed; she had been in a slump and hadn't felt like doing much lately. "Another Valentine's Day, and here I am at home doing dishes," she sighed out loud. She heard the dog barking out by the driveway and noticed a big white limousine pulling in. A Tall woman in a driver's uniform stepped out.As she walked</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/117142959206658468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=117142959206658468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117142959206658468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117142959206658468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/marcies-valentine.html' title='Marcie&apos;s Valentine'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-117140458141249666</id><published>2007-02-13T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T22:38:46.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent the day watching the snow blowing outside, thankful that I don't live in a cardboard box, or a teepee, or a log cabin with no heat.  I walked into the kitchen, looked out the window at the bird feeder, and there was a bluebird eating.  A rare sight! I am a happy camper.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/117140458141249666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=117140458141249666&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117140458141249666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117140458141249666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-spent-day-watching-snow-blowing.html' title=''/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-117137250183740959</id><published>2007-02-13T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T08:15:01.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blizzard</title><summary type='text'>The "some accumulation" the first weather guy said in the last blog is now an official blizzard.  I have milk, bread, and all I need to sock in for a few days. On another note, last night at about 10:30, my brother calls.  He was passing through on the train, and said he would be going by in about 10 seconds.  I hung up the phone, went outside to hear the whistle.  Sure enough, I heard "shave and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/117137250183740959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=117137250183740959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117137250183740959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117137250183740959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/blizzard.html' title='Blizzard'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-117123869008934574</id><published>2007-02-11T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T19:04:50.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow?</title><summary type='text'>I just have to take a minute and complain about our local weather forecasters. This morning when I came on line, I checked the weather forecast, and noticed there was an alert. So I clicked on the details and it said something like "possible heavy amounts of snow coming starting Monday." I turn on the local news, and the weather man said "we may get some snow, even accumulation." Not even saying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/117123869008934574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=117123869008934574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117123869008934574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117123869008934574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/snow.html' title='Snow?'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-117115292049930809</id><published>2007-02-10T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T19:15:20.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Ole, Same Ole</title><summary type='text'>I have been kind of in a state of hibernation the last month or so, only coming out for the Super Bowl, and only going out for work and errands. It has been so cold these last few weeks, that the only place I want to be, is in my toasty warm house. The jigsaw puzzle is out on the table, being worked on from time to time, and that's about the highlight of the month.It has been below zero every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/117115292049930809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=117115292049930809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117115292049930809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117115292049930809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/same-ole-same-ole.html' title='Same Ole, Same Ole'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-117064546425495811</id><published>2007-02-04T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T20:47:48.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!!</title><summary type='text'>We won!  We won!!  I think I'm going to sleep in my Colt's t shirt tonight.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/117064546425495811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=117064546425495811&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117064546425495811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117064546425495811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/yes.html' title='YES!!'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-117035788560356828</id><published>2007-02-01T14:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T22:21:02.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Not So Super Bowl Sunday</title><summary type='text'>Every year when Super Bowl Sunday rolls around, I can't help but think about one that I had experienced several years ago.  My friends had built a brand new home, and the targeted moving date was to be on Super Bowl Sunday.  We would move everything in, get it situated, then watch the game on their brand new huge theater sized tv.  We would make a day out of it.We all arrived early and loaded up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/117035788560356828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=117035788560356828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117035788560356828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117035788560356828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/02/not-so-super-bowl-sunday.html' title='The Not So Super Bowl Sunday'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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-30313552.post-117012910505898559</id><published>2007-01-29T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T22:51:45.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tax Time</title><summary type='text'>Today I sat down and started getting things together to send off to the accountant for taxes. It's something I just dread. I'm not a detail person, and hate the tediousness of paper work, so I do a great job of procrastinating. I doesn't take too long to do, just a matter of sitting down to do it.It isn't New Year's Eve that brings the review of the past year for me, it's tax time. I have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/feeds/117012910505898559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30313552&amp;postID=117012910505898559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117012910505898559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30313552/posts/default/117012910505898559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welcometothesimplelife.blogspot.com/2007/01/tax-time.html' title='Tax Time'/><author><name>Junie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06388318627924530229</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>
