<?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/brensblogging"><title>Bren's Blog ... Just Blogging Along ... - Blogit</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/</link><description>Just whatever I'm thinking about at the moment.  Thanks to Midi for loaning yet another blog to me.  Lots has been going on, lots to think about, and I feel a need to come back and blog about it.  Well, for tonight anyway.  </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/brensblogging/302173" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/283224" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/219576" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/219459" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/217392" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/208224" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/302173"><title>On Turning 50...</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/302173</link><description>In about seven hours I will turn 50. It's funny, my 50th birthday is on a Sunday, and it was on a Sunday 50 years ago that I was born at 5:00 in the morning. My boss invited me over tonight, she and the other librarian, a young 30-something black guy, had wine and cheese, then pizza and beer. We...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/283224"><title>Approaching the Big Five-0</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/283224</link><description>Yes, it's really going to happen, this September. I've felt young all my life but I guess I'd better start feeling my age. I'm showing it, that's for sure. If I go too long without a hair-dye job, the roots really show my gray. My boss, who has a way at giving great compliments, asked me today...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/219576"><title>Who Said Life Was Fair?</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/219576</link><description>I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden... remember that song? And even rose gardens have thorns, as I discovered anew when planting new rose bushes in my yard this fall/winter. Seems like no matter how sunny life seems at times, especially when we look back on the far distant past,...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/219459"><title>I've Been Archived!</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/219459</link><description>Just found out my topic at Suite101 has been archived and is up for adoption! I had asked for some time off because of my divorce, but I guess I took too long. It's just as well. Suite101 quit paying the next month after I started writing there. I remember being very surprised that my application...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/217392"><title>Miracles</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/217392</link><description>I believe in them. So many things have happened in the past year, so many amazing things, if I didn't believe before, no way could I not believe now. I don't think we have to be terribly good to believe, to receive, to have miracles come our way. I wasn't, am still not, just prayed, things...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/208224"><title>Death at Any Age</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/brensblogging/208224</link><description>A year ago a colleague who was just older than me lost her life on the way home from a meeting. Such a waste, she was successful, had a husband and two teenage kids, so much to live for, but suddenly her life was gone. Each week I read my newspaper from back home online, and mainly I'm interested...</description></item></rdf:RDF>