<?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="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/ElysiaRambles"><title>Elysia's Thoughts &amp; Ramblings - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/</link><description>This is just a place to drop thoughts, ideas &amp; ramble on!
Happy, sad, angry or silly; it's just me...
Other's comments might add to the rambling &amp; actually make things fun! </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="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/554219" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553903" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553390" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553387" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553013" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/551193" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/551012" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/550982" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/550981" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/550759" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/554219"><title>Relieved that phase passed rather quickly...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/554219</link><description>I am much better now today than I have been in a while. I can eat food again, thank goodness &amp; the sex on the brain trouble has passed. I had therapy today &amp; feel stronger &amp; more optimistic than I have in quite some time. I think I am hitting a point of acceptance. I now feel that whether we stay...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553903"><title>Past the urge for a haircut &amp; onto something worse...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553903</link><description>I no longer feel like chopping my hair shorter. Now I find myself with sex on the brain &amp; not just any sex but very angry sex. I am usually kind of reserved to a degree so this is a bit shocking to me. No worry I am not the type to go and cheat on my man even if he has cheated on me. I have been...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553390"><title>Haircut?...Why?...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553390</link><description>Funny that every time I have a big change in my life I want to turn around &amp; chop a few inches or more from the length of my hair...I don't understand the urge to do that, but it is there. I want to chop 5 or 6 inches from my hair now over the crap from this week. Then my hair will be just under...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553387"><title>Just going to rant &amp; meander through thoughts...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553387</link><description>Yuck! Apples that taste like onions! How absurd &amp; disgusting! I just tried some dried apples today from Del Monte &amp; they taste okay until the 'after taste' hits you a minute or two later. It makes me think of onions. Oh yuck! And my stomach sure didn't like them much either. Just sickening! Yes,...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553013"><title>Why does one cheat?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/553013</link><description>I've been contemplating why a man would cheat on a woman he claims to love deeply. It could be that he hasn't grown up enough &amp; believes he can still get everything he wants. It could be that he has low self-esteem &amp; is very easily swayed by a complimentary word or an interested gesture. It could...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/551193"><title>What makes a kid tear up something?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/551193</link><description>In particular, what makes a kid tear up something that they really like or love? That doesn't make much sense. For example, my son made a cute over-sized storybook at school that he was very fond of &amp; wanted to read over &amp; over again each day for a week. Then on the last day of that week he read...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/551012"><title>What's natural?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/551012</link><description>I feel intense sadness when there is trash outside, but feel hopeless to help pick it up on my own, because I have to give as much attention as possible to my sweet special child because he does not understand dangers around him &amp; is hard to listen. I can't just run over &amp; pick things up &amp; toss...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/550982"><title>Nice line, but creepy...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/550982</link><description>When I was in high school years ago this elderly man kept crossing my path when I'd go for daily walks. He seemed really nice at first then he got a bit creepy after a couple of weeks. One day he proposed that I go home with him &amp; said this line when he passed me on one of the sidewalks. I still...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/ElysiaRambles/550981"><title>Kiss Me, Embrace Me...? 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