<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/RASSE9200"><title>Simple Threads - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/</link><description>My life often seems like a fragmented piece of fabric, all jumbled and mixed up.  And yet, I realize that is because there are so many things that are important to me.   Love for my kids, my desire to write, my "obsession" with the unexplainable and the sentimental, my desire to take "the road less traveled".  All of these are threads of my life, each beautiful and simple in its own way.  And all together, they make up the fabric of who I was, who I am and who I am becoming.  </description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/635885" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/635536" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/635011" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/634740" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/634518" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/634289" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/633790" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/633100" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/632502" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/632408" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/635885"><title>Cats and Christmas Trees</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/635885</link><description>This may be a repeat post, but since its Christmas time (again), I thought it would be appropriate to re-post it. Sophie loves Christmas....the lights, the tinsel, the ornaments and the activity. When I hear about her holiday adventures every year, I am always reminded that I have two of the laziest cats in the world. Sugar won't even exert enough energy to catch a mouse, and Spice is only slightly more "alive", therefore, although I do take precautions, I don't have to worry too much about...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/635536"><title>A Circus Zoo</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/635536</link><description>Well, it looks like even though I canceled my subscription, Blogit is letting me add entries. I thought that this past Thursday was my ending date. Well, that just shows you the state that my mind is in. Can you spell CONFUSED? It's been quite the zoo here (or circus, as my 17 yr old daughter calls it). We have had 12 kids running around our house for the last 24 hours. I am getting ready here to take three of them home. 5 of them are mine, so....let me do the math That means I am still left...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/635011"><title>Leaving</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/635011</link><description>I so wish I could stay around. It's just an expense we don't need right now, even though hubby says to go ahead and renew. I figured I might as well just start a regular unpaid blog. I will miss everyone. If you'd like to visit me, you can go to http://karen-simplethreads.blogspot.com/ It has been so wonderful getting to know all of you! I will miss you.</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/634740"><title>Thankfulness</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/634740</link><description>A proufound truth hit me yesterday morning. I was driving to work and was feeling rather introspective. I was questioning myself as to why it always seems that I am never satisfied. Why it is that I always seem to be looking for something. Why it is that I feel like I am always on the "edge" but can't seem to find the courage to leap. Why does it seem that something is always missing?? And then it hit me....and it really was quite a jolt, although the nugget of truth itself was so simple. IS...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/634518"><title>In Honor of Donna</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/634518</link><description>We are still reeling from little Donna's death on the 19th of last month. Trying so hard to find ways to honor her, and to let her parents know that she has not, and will never be forgotten. Donna loved to dance ballet. And so, for Halloween, my daughter dressed as a ballerina in honor of Donna. She wore a tutu and tights and pinned a construction paper heart on her jacket with Donna's name on it. Here are a couple of pictures. (My daughter, Rachel, is on the right).</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/634289"><title>To Renew or NOT to Renew</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/634289</link><description>My blog it subscription will be due next month. I'm trying to decide whether to renew it. Money is tight and its not like I can't write without the site. But I'll miss it here. Sigh. Always decisions to make.</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/633790"><title>Trunk or Treat</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/633790</link><description>It is trunk or treat night for us! In the parking lot next to our house, church folks are in the process of decorating their cars and vans. Trick or treaters go around to the vehicles as if they were houses. It is very fun. We have fire pits out there, popcorn, cookies, apple cider. Some games for children and adults alike. We decorated our van as a candy shop and on the top of our roof, we have the first line of the powerful hymn "Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus" written on poster board....I...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/633100"><title>Dancing</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/633100</link><description>Little Donna loved to dance. Now she is dancing in a place where there is no pain and suffering. Here is a picture of a beautiful pumpkin that was carved in her honor.</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/632502"><title>Donna's Pumpkins</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/632502</link><description>I wrote about little Donna in my last entry. She died yesterday morning, and by last night, there were so many pumpkins in her yard, dropped off by so many people who have been following her journey for the past 30 months. We decorated our own pumpkin and dropped it off late evening. What an awesome, inspiring sight...to see all of these pumpkins, some decorated with verses, some with glitter, some carved and some not. Some were lit. Someone had taken 5 pumpkins and carved the letters of...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/632408"><title>Little D</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9200/632408</link><description>I've written about little "D" on my other blog. A 4 yr old with a terminal brain tumor who we have gotten close to. Little Donna died this morning, in her parents bed. Her mommy on one side of her, her daddy on the other. It has been a day of heavy hearts at our home, a day of tears, a day of questioning and introspection. I say to the world," Little Donna has finished the race triumphantly....and now rests peacefully in the arms of the Father."</description></item></rdf:RDF>