<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5808516539226391283</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:01:31.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom of 1</title><subtitle type='html'>My name is Jaime and I am married to my high-school sweetheart, Ben. We have been together since I was 15. We have a 1 year old daughter, Addyson Mae. She is the best! My husband is a youth minister and we truly love our church and our kids!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jaimebeasley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414233294788955097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SYpA7kWEfXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/37xlNa-1pyk/S220/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_6450.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5808516539226391283.post-7982194950626558905</id><published>2009-04-05T22:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T22:14:26.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fun weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SdlzStodzlI/AAAAAAAAACw/VQfufQ13ZT0/s1600-h/123_2055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321411200039112274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SdlzStodzlI/AAAAAAAAACw/VQfufQ13ZT0/s320/123_2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SdlyiUZWodI/AAAAAAAAACo/u4qNa7TW8IM/s1600-h/123_2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321410368631120338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SdlyiUZWodI/AAAAAAAAACo/u4qNa7TW8IM/s320/123_2053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend, Ben was in a friend's wedding. I LOVE weddings, it's just something that I enjoy. You can really tell a lot by a person by the type of wedding they have, silly I know. I wanted to post some pictures of us from the wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not a whole lot has been going on, SCHOOL is killing me. I am trying to look on the bright side and reassure myself that it will all be worth it in the end. I had mid-terms this past week, so glad its half way over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5808516539226391283-7982194950626558905?l=jaimebeasley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/feeds/7982194950626558905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default/7982194950626558905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default/7982194950626558905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-weekend.html' title='fun weekend'/><author><name>jaimebeasley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414233294788955097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SYpA7kWEfXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/37xlNa-1pyk/S220/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_6450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SdlzStodzlI/AAAAAAAAACw/VQfufQ13ZT0/s72-c/123_2055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5808516539226391283.post-538331160485748648</id><published>2009-03-06T19:43:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:06:33.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Told You I Was Bad At This</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I knew once I started a blog I would never update it. I try really hard, it just doesn't happen! Addy has been sick and we are FINALLY going to see an ear specialist on Monday, hopefully we will get good news. Her doctor thinks she needs tubes so she referred us to the specialist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SbHVFG2NhgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oovvrUuw98Q/s1600-h/123_1985.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310259719360579074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SbHVFG2NhgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oovvrUuw98Q/s320/123_1985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Addy is in LOVE with horses. She got some toy horses for Christmas and she loves them. She will ride the thing all day if we would let her. Sometimes she just sits next to the horse and talks to it (she isn't talking so she just jabbers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SbHVgzY3TlI/AAAAAAAAACY/maW1jN3hL20/s1600-h/123_1983.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310260195173551698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SbHVgzY3TlI/AAAAAAAAACY/maW1jN3hL20/s320/123_1983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Last weekend, my oldest sister that I got married. I wish I had better pictures but now this is all that I have. I will try to post more later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310260779428888738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SbHWCz6MQKI/AAAAAAAAACg/ShHulHz01Gw/s320/123_1969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5808516539226391283-538331160485748648?l=jaimebeasley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/feeds/538331160485748648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-told-you-i-was-bad-at-this.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default/538331160485748648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default/538331160485748648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-told-you-i-was-bad-at-this.html' title='I Told You I Was Bad At This'/><author><name>jaimebeasley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414233294788955097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SYpA7kWEfXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/37xlNa-1pyk/S220/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_6450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SbHVFG2NhgI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oovvrUuw98Q/s72-c/123_1985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5808516539226391283.post-3182975735452222391</id><published>2009-02-09T19:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:40:10.144-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MEAL TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SZDXLUSayvI/AAAAAAAAABw/hE65Xn6LYYE/s1600-h/123_1948.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300973350839569138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SZDXLUSayvI/AAAAAAAAABw/hE65Xn6LYYE/s320/123_1948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a frequent scene around our house, Addy seems to ALWAYS be eating. She LOVES eating. It doesn't matter what I feed her, she eats it. I try and get her an assortment and we haven't found anything that she doesn't eat yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SZDXLOZ6dHI/AAAAAAAAABo/PRPw5TswO8k/s1600-h/123_1953.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300973349260391538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SZDXLOZ6dHI/AAAAAAAAABo/PRPw5TswO8k/s320/123_1953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; If you look closely, you will see small amounts of food in her HAIR. she gets it everywhere. She will not eat from a spoon/fork, it has to be something that she can pick up. In turn, it gets all over her face, hair, hands, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SZDXKhHN9aI/AAAAAAAAABg/DmAghKAMbQc/s1600-h/123_1949.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300973337102382498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SZDXKhHN9aI/AAAAAAAAABg/DmAghKAMbQc/s320/123_1949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; After I remove the tray, this is what I find, over half of her food in her lap. Once she realizes that it's there, she eats it. YES, off of her clothes, she will eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SZDXKrLzh8I/AAAAAAAAABY/7qw-FKhdhxA/s1600-h/123_1954.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300973339805976514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SZDXKrLzh8I/AAAAAAAAABY/7qw-FKhdhxA/s320/123_1954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then, comes the best part....CLEAN up. I pick her up and give her a good shake making sure that all the food comes off. She tries to help me sweep, although she usually just rubs it all the floor, but it's great memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Well off to put Addy to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5808516539226391283-3182975735452222391?l=jaimebeasley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/feeds/3182975735452222391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/2009/02/meal-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default/3182975735452222391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default/3182975735452222391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/2009/02/meal-time.html' title='MEAL TIME'/><author><name>jaimebeasley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414233294788955097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SYpA7kWEfXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/37xlNa-1pyk/S220/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_6450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SZDXLUSayvI/AAAAAAAAABw/hE65Xn6LYYE/s72-c/123_1948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5808516539226391283.post-2820927335672202668</id><published>2009-02-08T08:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:18:39.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SY7pYuO_lAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/pOQ8M18gNo0/s1600-h/123_1932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300430422398702594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SY7pYuO_lAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/pOQ8M18gNo0/s320/123_1932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves her daddy! The two of them walked around the entire yard hand and hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SY7pYdlbi7I/AAAAAAAAABI/_sGlV-9tpeI/s1600-h/123_1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300430417929407410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SY7pYdlbi7I/AAAAAAAAABI/_sGlV-9tpeI/s320/123_1928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was such a beautiful day in Laurel. We took Addy outside and let her swing and just walk around in the yard. She loved it! She wants to pick up EVERYthing. Ben said that it is time for a haircut but I am afraid that her curls won't come back :( I'll try and post more pictures today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5808516539226391283-2820927335672202668?l=jaimebeasley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/feeds/2820927335672202668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/2009/02/she-loves-her-daddy-two-of-them-walked.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default/2820927335672202668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default/2820927335672202668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/2009/02/she-loves-her-daddy-two-of-them-walked.html' title=''/><author><name>jaimebeasley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414233294788955097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SYpA7kWEfXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/37xlNa-1pyk/S220/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_6450.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SY7pYuO_lAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/pOQ8M18gNo0/s72-c/123_1932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5808516539226391283.post-2099985035633082082</id><published>2009-02-04T18:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:47:52.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm trying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have officially entered the blogging world. I am not quite sure that I am going to have stories interesting enough to post, but I will give it a try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5808516539226391283-2099985035633082082?l=jaimebeasley.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/feeds/2099985035633082082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-trying.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default/2099985035633082082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5808516539226391283/posts/default/2099985035633082082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jaimebeasley.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-trying.html' title='I&apos;m trying'/><author><name>jaimebeasley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06414233294788955097</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rn0KijcNu5Y/SYpA7kWEfXI/AAAAAAAAAAY/37xlNa-1pyk/S220/Recovered_JPEG+Digital+Camera_6450.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
