<?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-4122606</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:05:58.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all a Mystery</title><subtitle type='html'>"Live like a child...Love like you've never been hurt, Dance like nobody's watching, and never be afraid to laugh out loud."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>222</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-116849509695704806</id><published>2007-01-10T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T23:58:16.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To much to say</title><summary type='text'>Sorry I have udated in awhile....Michael came home and was doing well. Just shy of one week at home, Megan rushed him back to the hospital. He was loosing controll of his left side and was having trouble standing. Megan knew the signs, and knew it was time to take him in to a Doctor. He hadn't seen a dr. since they left Florida. (the rehab they were soposed to be coming into had dropped the ball,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/116849509695704806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=116849509695704806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116849509695704806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116849509695704806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-much-to-say.html' title='To much to say'/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-116553906868120110</id><published>2006-12-07T18:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T18:51:08.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WA HOO!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Michael comes home tomorrow!!! Michael, Megan, all 3 girls, mom and dad all should be coming home tomorrow. We still don't have flight plans and times, but thats the Army (they don't really like to give anybody any kind of advanced notice). but I don't care, they're all coming home and I will be there to get them. I went to Dallas yesterday to get Michael and Megans truck....DRAMA, but it all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/116553906868120110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=116553906868120110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116553906868120110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116553906868120110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/12/wa-hoo.html' title='WA HOO!!!!'/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-116484911825145117</id><published>2006-11-29T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:11:58.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The "WEB"</title><summary type='text'>I now know why it’s called the “web”!! I know, I know I should’ve learned this years ago, but you see I have always used the Internet as a tool. Get in get what I want/ need and get out none of this getting stuck in the web. Since Michael’s injury allot of old friends have called and said “ hey I’m on myspace, you should get a page so we could stay in touch, I would love to see some pics” So I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/116484911825145117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=116484911825145117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116484911825145117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116484911825145117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/11/web.html' title='The &quot;WEB&quot;'/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-116380917416634162</id><published>2006-11-17T18:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T18:19:34.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> He went walking and leaping... He walked!!! Thats right, you heard correctly....Michael can walk!! He has a hard time balancing, but then again you try to stand up and walk after being flat for 2 months and having pieces of metal lodged in your brain. He is doing really well, He can pretty much hold a good conversation. When he gets tierd he starts to do that stare off in space thing again. and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/116380917416634162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=116380917416634162&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116380917416634162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116380917416634162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/11/he-went-walking-and-leaping.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-116294617699230244</id><published>2006-11-07T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:36:17.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Long Road In the immidate days after the call billions of questions swarmed my head. I first asked questions like why, and can I just turn back time. There were also allot of the what if's: what if he loses his sight? what if he can't hear? what if he has brain damage?  what if he doesn't know any of us? I talked allot of these questions over with Tim, together we came to the conclusion that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/116294617699230244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=116294617699230244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116294617699230244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116294617699230244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/11/long-road-in-immidate-days-after-call.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-116251957542708089</id><published>2006-11-02T19:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T20:06:15.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The 5th FloorOk Michael is now out of the ICU!! He has been moved up to the 5th floor. His body is actually disposing of the access brain fluid on it's own, HIP HIP HORRY!! So this means...No shunt! This is all really, really good news. I got school all squared away. After my 3 month break due to my lil brothers injury, I will be returning back to classes at the end of this month. I'm very sad to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/116251957542708089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=116251957542708089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116251957542708089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116251957542708089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/11/5th-floor-ok-michael-is-now-out-of-icu.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-116233798192074324</id><published>2006-10-31T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T17:47:27.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wrote this on the 24th while on the way to Bethesda. I had plan to post as soon as I got, but then found that Bethesda is still in 1985 and does not believe in wireless connections... so here it is.The Roller Coaster Ride! This whole experience has been a huge, scary ride. You can never see whats coming around the corner. It could be the start to a slow climb up hill, or what feels like a very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/116233798192074324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=116233798192074324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116233798192074324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116233798192074324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wrote-this-on-24th-while-on-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-116052815930942238</id><published>2006-10-10T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T19:55:59.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 weeks So the Army had said that the family could visit for 5 days every 3 weeks, that was the deal. Now they are saying only every 6 weeks, if that. They say people abuse the system.  You might say to yourself well it's only 3 weeks, thats ok right. But you know I made the mistake of looking toward those visits, and baseing my whole well being on those visits. I told myself, "it's ok you'll see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/116052815930942238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=116052815930942238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116052815930942238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116052815930942238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/10/3-weeks-so-army-had-said-that-family.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-116040617147254916</id><published>2006-10-09T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T19:22:03.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brother's when I was little I was terrified to sleep in my own room. I thought that the monsters in my closet would jump out and get me, allthough if I was with my brothers in their room I was safe, you know "safety in numbers". So my little brother Michael would let me sleep in his bed so I wouldn't be afraid. As we grew up I started sleeping in my own room. Then we moved to Belize. When you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/116040617147254916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=116040617147254916&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116040617147254916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/116040617147254916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/10/brothers-when-i-was-little-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115991301834705376</id><published>2006-10-03T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T17:03:38.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bethesda: The Healing Pool Michael is now in Bethesda Maryland. For those of us who grew up in Sunday school we know of Bethesda as the healing pool were the sick and lame would camp out and wait for the waters to stir, then there would be this mad dash to reach the water in time to be healed. This is where Jesus told the lame man to take up his bed and walk. So my little brother is sitting at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115991301834705376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115991301834705376&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115991301834705376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115991301834705376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/10/bethesda-healing-pool-michael-is-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115872392896132660</id><published>2006-09-19T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:45:29.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What is OK?? and WTF is "FINE"?  My little brother Michael, is in the 172 stryker Brigade. These are the guys that were on their way home in August, after being in notheren Iraq for a year only to get new orders to turn around and go back in to Bagdad. He has been in Bagdad almost 2 months. We got THE call yesterday, its the call that no one wants. "Michael has been hit, he's hurt" What we now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115872392896132660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115872392896132660&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115872392896132660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115872392896132660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-is-ok-and-wtf-is-fine-my-little.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115585318972866963</id><published>2006-08-17T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T17:19:49.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> WOW!!  Ok so I just read the past few post...and I gotta say WOW!  It's been a hurtfull and stressfull couple of weeks(no wonder I've been downing pepto left and right) It's over nowSoon we will be all unpacked, and it will feel like home. Soon we will feel like a family again. andSoon I will feel loved again.Soon I will completely happy again. This I believe. This I know is true.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115585318972866963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115585318972866963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115585318972866963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115585318972866963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/08/wow-ok-so-i-just-read-past-few-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115576804620521766</id><published>2006-08-16T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T17:40:46.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> One Week Is one week long enough to be normal again? Is one week all I need to feel safe and secure again? I hope so, I hope all is right, all is normal. How long would it normally take? I think I'm ready!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115576804620521766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115576804620521766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115576804620521766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115576804620521766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-week-is-one-week-long-enough-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115576752036007219</id><published>2006-08-16T17:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T17:41:05.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> HAPPY!!  I have been sounding really gloomy lately. Thats nt really the picture I like to give to other people, so I needed to cheer things up. I AM HAPPY!!!! Today is a good day and I will be really happy when this month is over and I get that big fat Over Time check-WAHOO!!! Over time ROCKS!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115576752036007219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115576752036007219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115576752036007219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115576752036007219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-i-have-been-sounding-really.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115567761256041741</id><published>2006-08-15T16:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T16:33:32.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Egg ShellsWill things ever be OK? Will I ever be able to be myself again? Or will I live like this for the rest of my life? I'm tiered of fighting and no matter what I say or what I do no one believes me. Everyone else thinks they know what I'm feeling. Every little thing I say or do gets thrown back in my face with a big fat "see I told you". I'm not mad, upset, angry, resentfull, or any thing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115567761256041741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115567761256041741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115567761256041741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115567761256041741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/08/egg-shells-will-things-ever-be-ok-will.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115521399322751734</id><published>2006-08-10T07:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T07:46:33.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> The Fiary Tale For many years now I have been under the impression that I will grow old and die with the friends that I have right now by my side. That's just how we've been, normally we're not called "friends" but "family". We have been thru allot and have seen many years together. Last night a few of these friends riped that fiary tale from me, and showed me very clearly that, that is not an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115521399322751734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115521399322751734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115521399322751734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115521399322751734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/08/fiary-tale-for-many-years-now-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115504948705334145</id><published>2006-08-08T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T10:04:47.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why is it my fault?why is it me? Why is it that the people that I thought would never turn on me or make me feel this way, why is that now, now its my fault?Why can't life be easy? I'm done trying, I'm done, I'll take all the blame, your right, I'm wrong....I'm out!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115504948705334145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115504948705334145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115504948705334145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115504948705334145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-is-it-my-fault-why-is-it-me-why-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115504629854251402</id><published>2006-08-08T09:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T09:11:38.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> ALONESo I live with 3 other people besides the other two down the street, and the boyfriend up the street. There are so many people around, yet I feel alone. I feel like I'm on my own, lost in a world of confusion. and its all up to me to find a way. I feel like no matter what I do, its wrong and that makes it hard to make a decission. I guess I'm the one at fault and I'm the bad guy...I'm the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115504629854251402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115504629854251402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115504629854251402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115504629854251402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/08/alone-so-i-live-with-3-other-people.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115471391942464884</id><published>2006-08-04T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T12:51:59.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In a Tournament, are you allowed to "bow out", yet still stay in the "VIP/Back Stage" area?Ok so I know that I stated this morning that I choose to bow out, to sit on the bench and follow the team. When I made that decission I didn't realize that, it would also strip me of all my VIP/Back Stage rights. Just because I don't want to make the decissions, doesn't mean I don't want to be informed. I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115471391942464884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115471391942464884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115471391942464884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115471391942464884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-tournament-are-you-allowed-to-bow.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115470220667338726</id><published>2006-08-04T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T09:36:46.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> THE DISCLIAMER The post below is not ment to offend or upset anyone. It is just me venting. It is also nessary for me to say I am not upset, hurt, angry or offended in any way, again its just me venting. The bright side is that since I have not bloged in 8 months, I must have felt like there were plenty of people around to talk things over with. :) That is a good thing. I have good friends who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115470220667338726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115470220667338726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115470220667338726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115470220667338726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/08/discliamer-post-below-is-not-ment-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-115469973042894198</id><published>2006-08-04T08:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T12:58:56.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> THE BLOG Ok so I have not bloged for 8 months. during the past 8 months I was under the impresion that I did not blog due to a lack of time and energy, this morning I realized that this is not the case at all. I Blog when I have something to say that I feel no one will listen to. I feel the need to put something out there for God knows who to read, because I dont feel like there is anybody in my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/115469973042894198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=115469973042894198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115469973042894198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/115469973042894198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-ok-so-i-have-not-bloged-for-8.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-113514036186539812</id><published>2005-12-20T22:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T22:46:01.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I LOVE CHRISTMAS!!Christmas is the time that all the family comes together, there's lots of food and baked goods and friends and laughter and its all just so much fun. So the boy I mentioned in the last post. His name is Michael and he's lovely. I met his family this past weekend and they all love me they already consider me as family. He also had the previledge of meeting both my brothers, one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/113514036186539812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=113514036186539812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/113514036186539812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/113514036186539812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love-christmas-christmas-is-time.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-113513958890864203</id><published>2005-12-20T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T22:33:08.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Up Dates on the life of Lora:Ok so 2 quaters of school down only 6 more to go (well only 5 after the one I'm in now)holding a 3.67 GPA Still in Austin Still a photo lab manager at the hell hole Still share a living space with StacyStill enjoying the Austin FamilyHave a new friend (of the male race). He's sweet, nice, and not GAY</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/113513958890864203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=113513958890864203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/113513958890864203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/113513958890864203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/12/up-dates-on-life-of-lora-ok-so-2.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-113072214502019856</id><published>2005-10-30T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T19:29:05.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Volts, Current, Watts &amp; Resistance OH MY!!  I have all these numbers and symbols spinning in my head. V=IR and P=VI  and all the combinations that goes with. Ohm's Law and Watts Law and Kircoff's voltage law. It won't stop it just keeps going round and round. The Resistance in a series circuit is equal to the volts divided by the the current.I have no life!!!I have to be at work at an ungodly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/113072214502019856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=113072214502019856&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/113072214502019856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/113072214502019856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/10/volts-current-watts-resistance-oh-my-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-113038594869200647</id><published>2005-10-26T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T23:05:48.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The other day I was told that I take things to seriously. I responded by " well yes, but people expect things from me".  Needless to say this turned in to a discussion on how far does "high expectation" go. I said that even if they're insane and in no way conceivable it's still what people (and or myself) expect. His concern is that I'm working to hard and taking on way to much between both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/113038594869200647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=113038594869200647&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/113038594869200647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/113038594869200647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/10/other-day-i-was-told-that-i-take.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-113020715977971287</id><published>2005-10-24T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T21:25:59.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK so apparently I am one of the annoying people who never blog. Sorry.So things are OK. Still in school and still doing well. I don't know how I'm getting by, but I am. Michael's still overseas but is supposed to come home for 2 weeks next month.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/113020715977971287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=113020715977971287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/113020715977971287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/113020715977971287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-so-apparently-i-am-one-of-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-112139133721721906</id><published>2005-07-14T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T20:35:37.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK so school is great... I turned my first project tonight, I think I did a good job we'll find out next week when I get the grade. I learn way to much about the mind of a boy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/112139133721721906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=112139133721721906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/112139133721721906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/112139133721721906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-so-school-is-great.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-112015754206216602</id><published>2005-06-30T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T13:52:22.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Hate Migrains!!! I woke up this morning with a huge migrain. The kind that feels like your brain is going to burst out of your skull and make a huge mess all over everything. I tried to sleep it off but it just kept waking me up, I swear if I had a drill handy I would have just drilled a hole through my temple to relieve the pressure and allow my brain to just spill out. So now I have a Dr. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/112015754206216602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=112015754206216602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/112015754206216602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/112015754206216602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-migrains-i-woke-up-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111948517656887605</id><published>2005-06-22T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T20:17:22.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I took apart a computer yep, I took apart the whole computer and put it all back together, and it works! Then I went out for a drink with the guys after class, In the future someone please remind that one should not have alcohol if they have not consumed food of any sort. Oh yea for anyone who wants to know Benigans has karaoke on Tuesday nightsSo tonight I'm going out with the girls (Kristin and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111948517656887605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111948517656887605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111948517656887605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111948517656887605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-took-apart-computer-yep-i-took-apart.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111914933967660456</id><published>2005-06-18T21:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T21:49:10.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> School Update So I'm really a student now...I've been to each of my classes and untill today I thought it was going to be a breeze. Then today happen....MATH?!?!?! As if I care what x or y = But I'll get thru it allright. So my class has about 25 students. We all have all 3 classes together and out of all 25 of us I am the only girl. Now being the only female has 2 sides...1) I'm the only girl!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111914933967660456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111914933967660456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111914933967660456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111914933967660456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/06/school-update-so-im-really-student-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111878735390854382</id><published>2005-06-14T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T17:15:53.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is it...Ok so today is the first day of what will be a long 2 years. I start classes today actually in about 15 minutes. I'll let you know how it goes.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111878735390854382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111878735390854382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111878735390854382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111878735390854382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111828513291482613</id><published>2005-06-08T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:46:34.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I'm a new Aunt! Loralie Lynn Boothbywas born Monday June 6th, 2005she was 6lbs 14oz. and 20"Loralie was born to Michael and Megan and welcomed by her sisters Madison and MichaelaGuess who she's named after...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111828513291482613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111828513291482613&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111828513291482613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111828513291482613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-new-aunt-loralie-lynn-boothby-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111800599194072028</id><published>2005-06-05T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T16:13:11.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a lovely Sunday... We went down to the pool and played a little pool volley ball, and sat soaking in the sun. It was lovley</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111800599194072028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111800599194072028&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111800599194072028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111800599194072028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-lovely-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111793714165182437</id><published>2005-06-04T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T21:25:34.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I USED MY BACK PACK!I went to orientation this morning. I met some teachers, took my ID picture and got my books (they're heavy). The only person attending the orientation that deemed me worthy to speak to was the nice lady sitting next to me in the class. Come to find out this lady is actually the mother of an 18 year old attending school. I'm not really concerned with the fact that no one felt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111793714165182437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111793714165182437&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111793714165182437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111793714165182437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-used-my-back-pack-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111738424634258035</id><published>2005-05-29T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T11:30:46.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> I PASSED !!!!! The last step I needed to take to be enrolled at ITT was a test. It's called the accuplacer. Now this wasn't a pass/fail test, but you could pass or fail it...Good news is that I passed!! The only part I didn't do to hot on was the math (which has always been my best subject) but all is well I will just have to take some tutorials. So I have orientation on Saturday and then start </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111738424634258035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111738424634258035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111738424634258035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111738424634258035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-passed-last-step-i-needed-to-take-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111600450408965195</id><published>2005-05-13T12:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T12:15:04.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HIP, HIP, HURRAY!!!!My "adopted" family is coming in to town!!! The Gordons are really good friends. We joke that they have adopted me in to their family, and considering that I have been on family vacations with them it's pretty much truth. I just got a call from Carl saying that they are their way here to celebrate a birthday and needed directions, so ofcorse instead of just giving the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111600450408965195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111600450408965195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111600450408965195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111600450408965195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/05/hip-hip-hurray-my-adopted-family-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111595876743267575</id><published>2005-05-12T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T23:32:47.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lesson learned today: NEVER EVER USE ALL CAPS!!!!!!!!!!Ok so apparently if you use all CAPS in an email (or anything equivalent) it is the same as screaming at the person. I learned this the hard way. Now I did have prior knowledge of this little known fact, although it some how slipped my mind. I was yelled at by 3 people today for accidentally submitting a work order in all caps. I was not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111595876743267575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111595876743267575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111595876743267575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111595876743267575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/05/lesson-learned-today-never-ever-use.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111583839106911865</id><published>2005-05-11T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T14:06:31.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK so I just remembered that I put comments on my blog. So I go thru and read them...To my surprise I see an old friend that I have missed. Some how he found me. That makes me happy. But then I also find someone that I could only imagined lost his way meaning to post on some other persons blog. I don't think that anyone who knows me now or ever would say any thing that mean to me!!!! Thanks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111583839106911865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111583839106911865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111583839106911865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111583839106911865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok-so-i-just-remembered-that-i-put.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111583694474695247</id><published>2005-05-11T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T13:42:24.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Word of the week: WHY!? Why does life have to be about money? Why do people not care? Why does everything have to be so damn hard?  why, why, why!!!!I've never cared to much about "having it all". The way I see it is that as long as I enjoy what I do and can take care of myself then why not.  Then I get all this slack from people saying that I should want more. Well turns out I do want more, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111583694474695247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111583694474695247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111583694474695247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111583694474695247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/05/word-of-week-why-why-does-life-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111474321198519804</id><published>2005-04-28T21:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T21:56:33.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What's a girl to do?OK so I am now sorta inrolled at ITT. The money is the only thing thats holding me up. I hate the system!! I mean, c'mon can't a girl get some love? All I want to do is get an education so that I could better myself, and have a bright future. But NOOO, I have to either be rich or dirt ass poor. If I make enough money to eat then I can't  recieve any grants to offset the price,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111474321198519804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111474321198519804&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111474321198519804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111474321198519804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/04/whats-girl-to-do-ok-so-i-am-now-sorta.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111351437777765602</id><published>2005-04-14T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T16:32:57.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well I just set an appointment to visit ITT on Saturday. What am I doing?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111351437777765602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111351437777765602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111351437777765602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111351437777765602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/04/well-i-just-set-appointment-to-visit.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111351242818570172</id><published>2005-04-14T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T16:02:26.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's the question of the day....Why are people soo afraid of what they don't know? Just because it's not familier to you doesn't mean it's wrong. You shouldn't run far away just because something or someone is alittle different from you, or what you know.  Why do we do that. What is it that we're afraid of?  Open up people and see the world around us. Everyones different and everyone has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111351242818570172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111351242818570172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111351242818570172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111351242818570172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/04/heres-question-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111290839357788975</id><published>2005-04-07T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T16:13:13.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK so it's my first day off in like 10 days. I should be working on my resume and looking in to ITT to see if it's something I want to do, but as sad and very pathetic as it may be I don't want to do either. I hate writing resumes there for I don't want to try and I'm kinda scared about looking in to going back to school. I guess reality is that I'm 26 and need to jump on and do something. So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111290839357788975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111290839357788975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111290839357788975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111290839357788975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/04/ok-so-its-my-first-day-off-in-like-10.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111169320276515266</id><published>2005-03-24T13:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T13:40:02.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HATE, HATE, HATE writing resumes!!! No really it's the wrost thing in the world. How do I put in words the work that I did for the past 10 years? it's crazt talk!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111169320276515266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111169320276515266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111169320276515266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111169320276515266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-hate-hate-hate-writing-resumes-no.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111102437580448303</id><published>2005-03-16T19:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T19:52:55.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yep it's true....I HAVE NO LIFE!!! I have come to the relization that I will die an old, poor and lonely spenster! I'm not saying that this news should be shocking in any way...most of you have already come to that conclusion. I'm just saying that when you know what's on T.V, everynight of the week (and actually look forward to most) then you know there is something seriously wrong with your life.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111102437580448303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111102437580448303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111102437580448303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111102437580448303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/03/yep-its-true.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-111074220865554290</id><published>2005-03-13T13:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T13:40:51.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok so I guess I'm going to do this whole blogging thing. I just need to clear my mind of some things, so why not post on the world wide web? Things have been wierd...I don't often remember my dreams, but I have a couple of times the past 2 months. The thing is its not the kind that I would normally remember. They're scary...well not really scary, but chalenging. The kind that implies that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/111074220865554290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=111074220865554290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111074220865554290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/111074220865554290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok-so-i-guess-im-going-to-do-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-110425237817558223</id><published>2004-12-28T10:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T10:46:18.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/110425237817558223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=110425237817558223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/110425237817558223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/110425237817558223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-110083743691276826</id><published>2004-11-18T21:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T22:10:36.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm such a wuss!!! why is it that I can flirt and play with even a complete stranger, but if I have a bit of interest in a guy I clam up. Now I would not concider myself to be shy. There is this guy that I have known for alittle over 3 months, and I have had a crush on him for about 2 months and 3 weeks (just a guess) I might have complety missed my chance to ever see him again. Yet I am far </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/110083743691276826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=110083743691276826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/110083743691276826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/110083743691276826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-such-wuss-why-is-it-that-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-108680252198665931</id><published>2004-06-09T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T12:36:14.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to take a new picture for my blog, since I now have much shorter hair and no glasses </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/108680252198665931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=108680252198665931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/108680252198665931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/108680252198665931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-need-to-take-new-picture-for-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-108680244305801587</id><published>2004-06-09T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T12:34:03.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok I'm going to get back on the bloging horse!! Up dates...I had a boyfriend for almost 3 months, but left him last monday after finding that he was "talking" to another female. Unfortunately I don't play that game. Why do people have the need to lie?  All I ask for is the truth..I try to be upfront and honest with people and all I ask in return is the same. So it's it's all over, My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/108680244305801587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=108680244305801587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/108680244305801587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/108680244305801587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/06/ok-im-going-to-get-back-on-bloging.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-108187594360450181</id><published>2004-04-13T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T12:09:33.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why is it that you either get it or you don't?  My mom and I had a discussion the other day about church. Now if you know me then you know that's most likely not a good idea. What I don't understand is how someone could be so set in their ways that they honestly believe there is no other way to find Jesus than the same exact way they did. You know what...Just because I don't find Jesus in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/108187594360450181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=108187594360450181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/108187594360450181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/108187594360450181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/04/why-is-it-that-you-either-get-it-or.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-108074896324290196</id><published>2004-03-31T09:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T10:06:17.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank you Kristin, Joshua and judah for hosting me in your very cute flat.  Normally I'm excited to go on a mini trip but this time I just want to go home! I might be getting a new car? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/108074896324290196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=108074896324290196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/108074896324290196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/108074896324290196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/03/thank-you-kristin-joshua-and-judah-for.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107773480227637726</id><published>2004-02-25T12:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T12:49:27.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I did it I am 25 years old now!! funny I actually feel younger not older? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107773480227637726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107773480227637726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107773480227637726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107773480227637726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-i-did-it-i-am-25-years-old-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107773470321399632</id><published>2004-02-25T12:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T12:47:48.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I to read jay's blog!!! and I would like to see this dance that he speaks of.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107773470321399632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107773470321399632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107773470321399632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107773470321399632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-to-read-jays-blog-and-i-would-like.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107717658303054699</id><published>2004-02-19T01:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T01:45:40.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well most the moving is now done!!! yeah... All I have left is my bed and the ugly gross cleaning that needs to be done. I even have a few offers to help me move my bed, I so hapy I have friends with trucks.It's been an odd day I spent most of it at quacks (off and on) I was pretty much in a funk and just didn't really feel like much. untill I came home this evening and was working on my room. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107717658303054699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107717658303054699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107717658303054699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107717658303054699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/well-most-moving-is-now-done-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107648456674230259</id><published>2004-02-11T01:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T01:31:53.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where has all the passion and fire gone?I think that God has been teaching me allot in the past couple of years, but I have to wonder where has it all gone?There was a  time when I was really in Love with my god. These days I feel like a fake everytime I say the words out loud. How can I say that I love Him when I don't act like I do? How do I act like I do? In the past couple of years I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107648456674230259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107648456674230259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107648456674230259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107648456674230259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/where-has-all-passion-and-fire-gone-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107622572228485266</id><published>2004-02-08T01:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T01:37:44.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>they're having a huge party next door, right below my window. I figure we hold our share of parties in this house so I really can't complain. It's only the first they've had. Besides that I ran over and grabed a beer to unwind after my long day at work. Ahhh work...I worked tonight with 3 of my favorite co-workers. Aly, Keri, Russell and I had a wonderfull evening at Walgreens. With this group </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107622572228485266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107622572228485266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107622572228485266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107622572228485266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/theyre-having-huge-party-next-door.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107601382132827392</id><published>2004-02-05T14:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T14:46:00.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>19 more days....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107601382132827392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107601382132827392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107601382132827392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107601382132827392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/19-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107601339799612035</id><published>2004-02-05T14:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T14:44:28.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The issue of same sex marriage has been brought to my attention quite a bit lately. Once again although I don't claim to understand all of it, I don't see how it is anyone's (including the government, either state or country) place to tell a person who they are allowed to love and spend the rest of their lives with. Why is it the a homosexual couple can spend a life time together, yet have no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107601339799612035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107601339799612035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107601339799612035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107601339799612035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/issue-of-same-sex-marriage-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107583891272617718</id><published>2004-02-03T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T14:11:06.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>By the way.... My Birthday month has started,  its my turn to be treated like a queen!! 21 more days I'll be a 1/4 of a centry old!!! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107583891272617718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107583891272617718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107583891272617718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107583891272617718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/by-way.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107583847384985979</id><published>2004-02-03T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T14:05:19.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel the need to be creative!! I've had a very strong erge to pick up my camera again. I haven't really shot much lately. I think I got really discouraged the last time I shot because of all the thousands of mistakes and horrible pictures I got. So I put the camera down. I have loaded my camera and I'm off to take some photo's of the world around me. I wonder if I could capture this city the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107583847384985979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107583847384985979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107583847384985979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107583847384985979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-feel-need-to-be-creative-ive-had.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107570418241970885</id><published>2004-02-02T00:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T00:45:26.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>22 days... can anyone tell me what I'm counting down?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107570418241970885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107570418241970885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107570418241970885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107570418241970885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/22-days.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107570370725835557</id><published>2004-02-02T00:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T00:37:21.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I've decided that we're doing karaoke this year!!! HIP, HIP, Hooray!!! so whose in?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107570370725835557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107570370725835557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107570370725835557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107570370725835557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-think-ive-decided-that-were-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107562853262581287</id><published>2004-02-01T03:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T03:44:25.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And once again I'm repeating my self....seriously, what is it? Why is it that everytime I'm happy with how things are going something comes up to bite me in the butt? I just posted how I'm really happy with my life and that I feel really loved...and then out of nowhere these old feellings come up. In the past I've felt like a tag along, and that I'm not really a part of things I'm just the girl </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107562853262581287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107562853262581287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107562853262581287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107562853262581287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/02/and-once-again-im-repeating-my-self.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107551255446867165</id><published>2004-01-30T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T19:38:31.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was offered the world today!!! even better I was offered to share it with a certain someone. My life is good right now I have great friends, and a semi good job. I think mostly I just feel good about myself. I like were I am. I like feeling special and Loved. I like that people notice when I'm not around and really miss me. I like that I can see Their face light up when they see me. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107551255446867165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107551255446867165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107551255446867165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107551255446867165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-was-offered-world-today-even-better.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107422060497831779</id><published>2004-01-15T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T20:38:36.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night was a great night at work!! My customers were amazing...in my 8 hour shift I was told that I was a Rock Star, Super star, best photo tech in Austin, best photo tech in the wold, a sweetie, darling, dear, the Sunshine of one guys life, and the sunshine of everyones life. Not to mention how many times my lab was complimented. (which I always take as a personel compliment). It never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107422060497831779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107422060497831779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107422060497831779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107422060497831779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/01/last-night-was-great-night-at-work-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107299768911246380</id><published>2004-01-01T23:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T23:57:26.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why is it that just because I have a group of wonderful friends that love me, I'm conciderd to be dependent? I have worked very hard to be able to stand alone and to be independent. I have always been one that accepts responsibilty. In most of my past relationships I have been the strong independent one that gives support. In the past 2 years I've done allot of growing and soul searching to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107299768911246380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107299768911246380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107299768911246380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107299768911246380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2004/01/why-is-it-that-just-because-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107241698613656070</id><published>2003-12-25T23:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T23:38:38.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok so on my way home this evening I pass our favorite marquee..as it came into view I saw that it said MERRY CHRISTMASTO ALL...  a smile came across my face, only to be replaced with a look of disgust when I got close enough to see the rest... OUR CHRISTIAN FREINDS!thats right folks it read...MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OUR CHRISTIAN FRIENDS! Theres gotta be atleast 10 things wrong </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107241698613656070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107241698613656070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107241698613656070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107241698613656070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-so-on-my-way-home-this-evening-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107241632030515420</id><published>2003-12-25T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T23:26:44.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After finally getting into the christmas spirt I headed off to Kerrville to be with my very spoiled niece and nephew(not kidding these kids recieved far to many toys).It was a good christmas. It was the first christmas that I gave out and recieved nothing. It was very fulfilling. It felt good to be able to give. It's normally backwards I recieve so much form others and hardly ever have anything</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107241632030515420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107241632030515420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107241632030515420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107241632030515420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/12/after-finally-getting-into-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107206597187756928</id><published>2003-12-21T21:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T22:15:46.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is my personal belief that a few years of working "holiday retail" is enugh to make even the merryiest  person a bit of a grinch. As sad as I am to say it. I myself have formed a bit of resentment toward this wonderful time of year. I don't like the  irritaded, impatient customers that come in in groups of no less than 50. I really despise the over worked and highly stressed mangers, that far</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107206597187756928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107206597187756928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107206597187756928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107206597187756928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/12/it-is-my-personal-belief-that-few.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-107050437599426219</id><published>2003-12-03T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T20:20:31.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow! my life is out of control...only 12 more days and the madness ends...what will I do with all my time? I'm guessing I will spend lots of time playing dead or alive, that we now have again thanks to Stacy. Have I told everyone that Michael's back? Not like I'll actually get to see him but atleast he's not in Iraq.My sister in-law had her surgery everything is fine. I was out with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/107050437599426219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=107050437599426219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107050437599426219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/107050437599426219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/12/wow-my-life-is-out-of-control.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106946967309566543</id><published>2003-11-21T19:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T20:55:11.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so I figured out my work hours the other night...between both jobs I've been averaging 80 to 85 hours a week for the past 3 (or more) weeks. Now thats what I call insane.  I also found out at work that I have a harasment claim agianst me..for calling someone "boy" can you believe that!! I have a formal complaint...they're investagating me! I could get fired over this. I could not believe. I'm not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106946967309566543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106946967309566543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106946967309566543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106946967309566543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/11/so-i-figured-out-my-work-hours-other.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106927851598326510</id><published>2003-11-19T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T15:49:11.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Megan my sister inlaw was confirmed today that she has cervical cancer. Please pray!!! She goes in for operation next week on the 26th. She's 21 has 2 little girls and her husban (my lil bro Michael) just got back yesturday from Iraq. Please pray.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106927851598326510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106927851598326510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106927851598326510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106927851598326510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/11/megan-my-sister-inlaw-was-confirmed.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106887215353787144</id><published>2003-11-14T22:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T22:56:22.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel as if i have turned into Shannon...I haven't been home longer than about 5 to 6 hours (to nap) in what feels like forever. I'm off to waco this evening to do a sugarscrub show I'll get back on sunday just in time to go to fort hood with thte family to see my baby brother arrive safely!  thats right...Michael is coming home from Iraq and will be here in two days I'm so excited!!! gotta go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106887215353787144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106887215353787144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106887215353787144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106887215353787144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-feel-as-if-i-have-turned-into.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106860208635355738</id><published>2003-11-11T19:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T19:55:11.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow!! crazy times!!! My life right now feels like its all just one big day! I have so much to do, so much to say and so very many people to see.  I feel I might go alittle insane...but thats my life and I love it!!! feeling wired feelings...is it because I'm an emotional girl? I'll get over it (I always do) Have you ever been surrounded by people who love you yet still feel lonely?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106860208635355738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106860208635355738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106860208635355738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106860208635355738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/11/wow-crazy-times-my-life-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106791891607165184</id><published>2003-11-03T22:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T22:08:51.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well I'm back at work!  Next time I try to take a vcation, remond me not to! There is far to much work once you come back...I had to do all of my regular work as well as eveything I didn't do for the week I was gone! Then I got a stern talking to about the sales for last week..I wasn't even there!! Is there a job that you can leave and not be concerned  with and then return with no problems?  I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106791891607165184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106791891607165184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106791891607165184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106791891607165184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-im-back-at-work-next-time-i-try.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106756970655310472</id><published>2003-10-30T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T21:09:19.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guess What!!!!! Regina Gordon is now a blogger!!!! be sure to check out what she has to say. Just click here... Regina's blog   Don't forget to add her to your links list! Related News My sister in-law also has a brand new blog so you can see her's here Jennifer's blog I've been a busy bee setting up blogs for all my friends. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106756970655310472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106756970655310472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106756970655310472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106756970655310472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/guess-what-regina-gordon-is-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106755633669633773</id><published>2003-10-30T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T17:25:46.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at the ranch...slept allot it finally feels like vacation. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106755633669633773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106755633669633773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106755633669633773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106755633669633773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/at-ranch.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106740895713001661</id><published>2003-10-29T00:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T00:29:24.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just saw my blog for the first time on a PC....all I can say is I"M SORRY !!!!  it looks much better on macs. I just have to say, the background color on the post is soposed to be black! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106740895713001661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106740895713001661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106740895713001661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106740895713001661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-just-saw-my-blog-for-first-time-on.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106740860605350204</id><published>2003-10-29T00:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T00:23:33.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Warning this is just me venting...Please do not take offense. Unless you want to! I have never discredited any of my friends jobs, or thought that they don't work hard. I have always respected my friends and have tried my best to explain their work in the best light. And trust me my friends have had some odd jobs. All I ask is the same in return. I'm tired of pleople thinking that my job is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106740860605350204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106740860605350204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106740860605350204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106740860605350204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/warning-this-is-just-me-venting.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106723373419992912</id><published>2003-10-26T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T23:48:58.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think my friends need to get me on that fashion make over show where they make you throw out all your old clothes and teach you how to dress...then give you like $5000 to buy a new wardrobe!!!  I think I deserve it... the best pair of jeans that I own have holes all in them! hint/hint </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106723373419992912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106723373419992912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106723373419992912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106723373419992912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-think-my-friends-need-to-get-me-on.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106723013745943903</id><published>2003-10-26T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T22:52:06.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>soooo tired I can't go on...I can't go on....Must go on!! how am I so tired I'm soposed to be on vacation!?I just can't say no...Sugar Scrubs all day yesturday (7:00am till 10:00pm) Sugar Scrubs today (7:00am till 4:00pm) Move stacy and shannon tomarrow (while Stacy is at the beach and Shannon is at another sugar scrub show) then off to make more sugar scrubs monday and tuesday...then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106723013745943903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106723013745943903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106723013745943903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106723013745943903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/soooo-tired-i-cant-go-on.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106704392723436058</id><published>2003-10-24T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T20:05:29.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The time has come... everyone will be moving in to "the House"  this next week. It's a little wierd that I'm not...There are some good things, you know like I can go home when things get wierd.There just still this huge part of me that just wants to be involved. It's not that I don't feel involved (I've been volunteered to move everyone since I'm off all next week) It's just the relization that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106704392723436058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106704392723436058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106704392723436058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106704392723436058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/time-has-come.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106684723104481606</id><published>2003-10-22T13:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T13:27:10.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome home to E and Jess.... time flys,  I didn't relize you where already on your way...can't wait for you to be herelove ya </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106684723104481606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106684723104481606&amp;isPopup=true' title='74 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106684723104481606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106684723104481606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/welcome-home-to-e-and-jess.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>74</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106636509911982169</id><published>2003-10-16T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T23:31:38.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106636509911982169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106636509911982169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106636509911982169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106636509911982169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106632824007248683</id><published>2003-10-16T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T13:31:51.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found out this morning that Phil found a different apt. I'm happy that he was able to find something that was better for him. I guess the biggest reason I want to be a part of this is because, I don't want to NOT be a part of it. I know everyone will say "but you are a part of it Lora, you just won't be living there. Your still a part of our comunity and we still love you."  I know my friends</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106632824007248683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106632824007248683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106632824007248683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106632824007248683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-found-out-this-morning-that-phil.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106628081076192199</id><published>2003-10-16T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T00:06:50.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just got off work!! I'm in a bad mood. Don't know why?  Maybe I need to go watch a movie and get some sleep. Anybody want to do coffee tomorrow? I don't have to go to work till 5! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106628081076192199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106628081076192199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106628081076192199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106628081076192199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/just-got-off-work-im-in-bad-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106625179291862325</id><published>2003-10-15T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T16:03:13.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My friend Ally is a lesbian, and as don't understand why, nor do I agree. I still love and respect her and her girlfriend. She has requested for people to post their thoughts on the governments law on same sex marriage. I would have to say the government has no right to tell people who they are allowed to Love. I thought we lived in a free country.  Ally: this is the best I could do. I didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106625179291862325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106625179291862325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106625179291862325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106625179291862325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/my-friend-ally-is-lesbian-and-as-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106615908487877395</id><published>2003-10-14T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T14:18:04.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another bike ride!!! I really need to get in shape.... the ride today kicked my ass!!  Off to work....don't forget to pray that if not phil then somebody wants my apartment.   Last week Derek said to me that God really does talk to me. I needed to hear that. I often think that its just me, (which sometimes it is) But I really do feel that God has this all undercontrol. and I feel like He's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106615908487877395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106615908487877395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106615908487877395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106615908487877395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/another-bike-ride-i-really-need-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106610065634078770</id><published>2003-10-13T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T22:04:16.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just have to add...Although everyone knows...Brad is here!!!   I LOVE BRAD!! thank you brad for always making me feel loved and special. I'm so happy God has brought here, to live life with us as we all begin the next step in our journey. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106610065634078770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106610065634078770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106610065634078770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106610065634078770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-just-have-to-add.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106609965078786354</id><published>2003-10-13T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T21:50:52.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow! I bought a bike for $12.00.... I've been saying for awhile now that I wanted a bike so one of the guys at work found one at a yard sale, that was really cheap. I went on my first bike ride this evening...and within 5 min. had my first accident! don't worry no broken bones...I hit a crazy bump and fell. (reliving my childhood). I went from Stacy's apt. down Ave A to 43rd to Duval to 38th </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106609965078786354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106609965078786354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106609965078786354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106609965078786354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/wow-i-bought-bike-for-12.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106600596794566184</id><published>2003-10-12T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T19:46:07.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Congratulations!! You're a strawberry daquiri!! What Drink Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106600596794566184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106600596794566184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106600596794566184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106600596794566184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/10/congratulations-youre-strawberry.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106472540175180332</id><published>2003-09-27T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T00:03:21.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok I'm a horrible, horrible person and I don't deserve to live!!! once again I apoligize for my blogging lapse. I can't really blame the computer thing this time because there's always somewhere I could go. I just haven't felt like blogging. Sometimes I just don't understand God! Ok thats an understatement...most always, I don't understand. I have been so excited about community living and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106472540175180332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106472540175180332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106472540175180332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106472540175180332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/09/ok-im-horrible-horrible-person-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106299077358940358</id><published>2003-09-07T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T22:12:53.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BAD BLOGGER LORA!!! So sorry for the lapse I haven't really been near a computer in awhile. after catching up on all the news from the blogs I feel very loved!!Shannon's back, and I can't wait to see her. also I can't say enough times how excited I am that I will be surrounded by a family like no other. I can't for Brad, Erika and Jess to be here. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106299077358940358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106299077358940358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106299077358940358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106299077358940358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/09/bad-blogger-lora-so-sorry-for-lapse-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106200621978603898</id><published>2003-08-27T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T12:43:39.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stacy returns today!!! YIPEEE I no longer have to share a bed with a 200 lb panther cat. OK I'm exaggerating, but in any case he's huge and it's only a twin size bed. I also am returning back to my lovely apartment which I have not spent a single night in over a month. The only bad thing is that I won't have a computer at my disposal anymore. and I'll have to leave earlier for work again. (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106200621978603898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106200621978603898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106200621978603898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106200621978603898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/08/stacy-returns-today-yipeee-i-no-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106187372560179179</id><published>2003-08-25T23:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T23:55:25.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have to let this out....the other day at work I had to print some pictures of a movie star we all know in a very compermising postion. I made the mistake of telling a couple of people (because it was soo shocking) now the entire store knows and everyone wants their hands on them. I think it's time to burn the pics. To bad I can't tell you who it is due to privacy policy's. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106187372560179179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106187372560179179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106187372560179179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106187372560179179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-have-to-let-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106171173905199194</id><published>2003-08-24T02:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T02:59:41.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>by the way if anyone is interested in doing a great home show, we'll come a demo the best sugarscrubs, lotion and creams. they're all hand made with all natrual products, and Life donates a portion all proceeds to breast cancer research. host or hostess recieves 10% of the shows earnings in free product. The name of the company is Fleur De Vie and you can either contact me,  shannon or Life. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106171173905199194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106171173905199194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106171173905199194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106171173905199194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/08/by-way-if-anyone-is-interested-in.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106171045615106375</id><published>2003-08-24T02:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T03:11:12.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"would you like to try a free hand treatment?"I worked my "other" job today, which is manafacturing and selling bath and body products such as sugarscrubs, lotions, and creams for my friend Life. We do retail shows where we demo our product at places such as malls, conventions and occasionally home shows. so after 11 hours of "whould you like to try a free hand treatment?" I have a couple of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106171045615106375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106171045615106375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106171045615106375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106171045615106375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/08/would-you-like-to-try-free-hand.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106170905031168552</id><published>2003-08-24T02:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T02:10:50.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank you Kerri for including me. Also thankyou for the great news about Clay st. Please know that I really have a deep love for all of you and I think and pray for you often. You all have meant so much to me. my time in Kerrville was only great because of the life I shared with all of you. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106170905031168552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106170905031168552&amp;isPopup=true' title='71 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106170905031168552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106170905031168552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/08/thank-you-kerri-for-including-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>71</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4122606.post-106162016324127733</id><published>2003-08-23T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T01:29:23.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finished "Lamb" by chris Moore last week. It was a great book very funny and interesting. Oddly enough I feel like I know Josh and his deciples allot better, even though the book was complete fiction. I guess it gave me a new way of looking at His life and everything He was...you know Jesus really did have a family and friends that had to not only listen to him say that His time was coming but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/feeds/106162016324127733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4122606&amp;postID=106162016324127733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106162016324127733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4122606/posts/default/106162016324127733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorajean.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-finished-lamb-by-chris-moore-last.html' title=''/><author><name>lora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14259699169915455120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r254/loraboothby/0776457-R2-E047.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
