<?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-17310242</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:09:49.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Life I'm Living...</title><subtitle type='html'>Everything seems to be changing</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17310242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853199524757227628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17310242.post-113267706544580668</id><published>2005-11-22T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T08:31:05.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the love of a brother...</title><content type='html'>What we do for the love of a brother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I love my baby brother so much, I did the unthinkable.  As of  5:45pm Monday, I was in line at Target, where I camped for the night and received what will soon be his most prized possession.  Man was it an experience.  Besides being the only girl in line, it was truly an experience.  I supposedly slept through some kids who started a fight and were arrested.  I’m not quite sure how I managed that, but then again I slept for almost 20 hours on Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so excited for Christmas and can’t wait to see his face now!&lt;br /&gt; PS: Thanks to RP and Angela for coming to visit me in line!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17310242-113267706544580668?l=ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com/feeds/113267706544580668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17310242&amp;postID=113267706544580668' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17310242/posts/default/113267706544580668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17310242/posts/default/113267706544580668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com/2005/11/for-love-of-brother.html' title='For the love of a brother...'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853199524757227628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17310242.post-113225448492117936</id><published>2005-11-17T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T11:08:28.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winds of change.</title><content type='html'>!! News Alert !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is officially ok to begin to decorate for Christmas. Now I know many of you are saying, “It’s not even thanksgiving yet! How is it ok to start decorating for Christmas?” Well, here’s the rule, when the radio stations begin to play Christmas music all day everyday it is officially ok to begin to decorate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last month has gone by so fast and has been so busy; I am looking forward to getting back in the swing of things. But for some reason, I’m not sure what the swing of things is anymore. With all the traveling, I have had tons of time to read and have found an author I love. She is a chritian writer and is excellent! I picked up a random book by her; it was on sale. I thought I would read it after the one I actually went to the store to buy. Now that I have completed it, I have decided that there was a reason I picked it up. It was very convicting to me. I think I have let some of my priorities slip away, and this helped me realize that. I think a part of me is scared of the future and I’m not exactly sure why. It’s like I put up a wall around my heart, some days I will let you climb over and others I won’t. What I realized though is that the future is not in my hands; it’s in God’s. I need to keep reminding myself of this until I finally get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Thanksgiving is coming up around the corner and I’m getting very nervous. This Thanksgiving, my boyfriend, his parents and brother and wife will be joining my family. I’m terrified. The more I think about it, the more I think maybe it wasn’t such a good idea. Or it could be I’m just nervous how it will go (so maybe I’m just trying to make excesses). It’s so hard for me not to stress over these types of things that I have no control over. One day I will learn to stop stressing. At my rate I will be all gray by 30!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17310242-113225448492117936?l=ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com/feeds/113225448492117936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17310242&amp;postID=113225448492117936' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17310242/posts/default/113225448492117936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17310242/posts/default/113225448492117936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com/2005/11/winds-of-change.html' title='Winds of change.'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853199524757227628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17310242.post-112810389979058203</id><published>2005-09-30T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T11:11:39.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blogspot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hello Blogspot and fellow bloggers. I have finally given in to the switch from xanga to blogspot. I say I handle change easily, but maybe I don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Life has been busy for the past couple of months, but I am starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Everything has changed in the past two months and I've had a hard time dealing with everything at once. I think my friends and family have finally convinced me that everything will be ok. I feel like everything was put on hold and I can't wait to start living again versus just existing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17310242-112810389979058203?l=ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com/feeds/112810389979058203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17310242&amp;postID=112810389979058203' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17310242/posts/default/112810389979058203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17310242/posts/default/112810389979058203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashleymichellejones.blogspot.com/2005/09/hello-blogspot.html' title='Hello Blogspot'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853199524757227628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
