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Mornings sitting here I breathe, and...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/899837"><title>AN EMAIL I JUST REC'D FROM A FRIEND...IT'S ABOUT GUNS</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/899837</link><description>I HAVEN'T CHECKED THE FIGURES....I'LL LEAVE THAT TO MY LIBERAL FRIENDS; BUT, IF YOU CHALLENGE THEM, PLEASE PROVIDE YOUR SOURCES. I DIDN'T CHECK BECAUSE IT DOESN'T MATTER TO ME....I KNOW WHERE I STAND ON THE SECOND AMENDMENT. I'M POSTING IT FOR THOSE WHO MIGHT NEVER WATCH "THE OTHER SIDE" BECAUSE...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/897653"><title>JUST A RECOMMENDATION...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/897653</link><description>At this moment, I am laughing myself crazy, watching a special by James Cordon....he is so funny I've changed my pants twice - kidding, but they've been close calls! I never cease to be amazed at his creativity. I will no longer get to watch "The Late Show with James Cordon" (CBS), due to the...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/896957"><title>SOME OF MY FAVORITE ADVICE...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/896957</link><description>I just saw something I wanted to share..... Per Richard Gere: None of us are getting out of here alive, so please stop treating yourself like an after thought. Eat the delicious food. Walk in the sunshine. Jump in the ocean. Say the truth that you're carrying in your heart like hidden treasure....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/893775"><title>THE SECRET WEDDING</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/893775</link><description>The clock struck four When I was coming through the door, And I looked over at the last pew And saw empty seats, at least a few. Quickly I scurried around the end and stood As close to the end of the far wall as I could, So I could make an exit when this ended And people began to leave, sins...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/893085"><title>FAMILY NEEDLES</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/893085</link><description>Needlework is the common thread running through generations of women on both sides of my family tree. 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And she drops her head back against the chair……. and closes her eyes, To let the present fall away……let reality dissolve, with the stress it carries; And go to a world where the senses rule, and pleasure makes worries fly....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/890278"><title>THE FISH</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/890278</link><description>I swim in secret waters, but I’ve let you wade in, eyes closed For my waters are mine alone to discover, my world to explore….. And while you may follow me and watch me swim around outside, Inside my world, I must feel safe to unpeel my mermaid suit….... Reveal the fish inside the woman, the fish...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/887197"><title>A DAY OF SURPRISES...AND GRATITUDE</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Krisles2099/887197</link><description>Here I sit in my small bit of space on this planet….just going about my day. And over 1700 miles a way you are sitting in your own…..and I think of you a lot. How can I let you know the way I felt when the envelope arrived and I opened it…. And that piece of pretty history fell out into my hand,...</description></item></rdf:RDF>