<?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/Krisles1499"><title>Shuffle, Shuffle, Step-Ball-Change - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/</link><description>Just stuff I want to write.  I know I enjoy getting to know my ancestors through reading their journals and like the idea of leaving a flavor of the me that wasn't just what was left in photos and records;  there was a life lived and this was some of it.................All postings 2005-2015 Copyrighted © DCJames</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/Krisles1499/897353" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/896961" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/895162" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/895110" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/894915" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893854" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893774" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893644" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893592" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893526" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/897353"><title>DO YOU REMEMBER TURNING NINETEEN?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/897353</link><description>NINETEEN At nineteen, life begins To have possibilities… The world, an oyster Just pry it open…. Be it a pearl or dry sand Your dreams can come true For at nineteen years - The only thing in their way? Choices made by you! In 1997, my daughter gave birth for the first time. While it horrifies a...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/896961"><title>UPDATE...AND BIRDS...AND GRANDCANDIES...AND ROCKS</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/896961</link><description>I've been sick....I basically lost all of February, and most of January. Nothing life-threatening, just very life-affecting. I'll spare any readers all the details....mostly, I couldn't figure out exactly what the problem was causing all the different symptoms. I was worried it was heart-related,...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/895162"><title>SUNDAY ...CRAZY WOMAN WITH PURPLE HAIR, GREEN MASK</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/895162</link><description>It's funny how old habits die hard. In the days when I worked, I always devoted some of my time on Sunday to basic female weekly maintenance......and, when time allowed I always added in as much pampering as possible. I am a firm believer in the therapeutic value of pampering....sometimes known...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/895110"><title>SATURDAY NIGHT...JUST SKATING AND CHEESIN' IT</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/895110</link><description>I had the TV on with the sound muted for most of the day, watching the storm mess....while I looked out at sunny, 61 degree weather here and wondered if I would get any unexpected work out of all this mess. I normally wouldn't get a call before hail season....usually March, April, sometime in...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/894915"><title>FOR KABU AND TAPS...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/894915</link><description>I have no idea if I’ll be able to add these photos or not, as I haven’t tried in months, and I never can get the placement or size right….but, I can’t say no to both Kabu and TAPS! So, here goes….I am going to attempt to post a photo of formerly blonde and now purple hair….and a shot I took of...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893854"><title>AS THE WORLD TURNS...PT 4</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893854</link><description>Serendipity is one of my favorite words. I don’t remember the first time I heard the word, but I do remember always thinking that it sounds like it feels, and that it sounds like what it means….and that it is just such a fun word to say. So is serendipit ous and serendip it, which I just decided...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893774"><title>AS THE WORLD TURNS...PT 3</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893774</link><description>Well, Michele flew to KC on Friday …..wait, that was just yesterday, wasn’t it? The Sister’s son and daughter picked her up and that was good because the airport is such a long distance from our house she got a good visit in with them and also got a lot of information. I, on the other hand, was...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893644"><title>AS THE WORLD TURNS...PT 2</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893644</link><description>I just got off the phone with Michele and she was in quite a bit of turmoil. To recap, The Husband’s mother died in the early morning hours Sunday. He called me Monday afternoon and we had a very productive conversation. He is the only father my daughter has ever known….he adopted her when she...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893592"><title>AS THE WORLD TURNS...PT 1</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles1499/893592</link><description>Some of us live in our heads more than others, thoughts rushing in and out like waves in the ocean….or rolling in and out as regularly as the daily tides. 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