<?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-6317373538345549720</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:17:42.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soul meets body</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
I want to live where soul meets body&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
And let the sun wrap its arms around me&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
And feel what it's like to be new&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>K8T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814430181536208208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkRNZVEIoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YWI6k4k9rj4/S220/claire+and+jimmy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317373538345549720.post-7872503145907114538</id><published>2009-02-02T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:52:28.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Life's Greatest Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, why doesn't Old McDonald's sell hotdogs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Claire calls McDonald's "Old McDonald's.")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6317373538345549720-7872503145907114538?l=k8tfrazier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/feeds/7872503145907114538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-of-lifes-greatest-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/7872503145907114538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/7872503145907114538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-of-lifes-greatest-questions.html' title='One of Life&apos;s Greatest Questions'/><author><name>K8T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814430181536208208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkRNZVEIoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YWI6k4k9rj4/S220/claire+and+jimmy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317373538345549720.post-8830048620824511940</id><published>2009-02-01T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T11:04:56.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovering</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all over the hump and feeling much better!&lt;br /&gt;Well, except for Chris.  He was a few days behind the rest of us, so he is at his worst right now. &lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah for antibiotics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6317373538345549720-8830048620824511940?l=k8tfrazier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/feeds/8830048620824511940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/02/recovering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/8830048620824511940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/8830048620824511940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/02/recovering.html' title='Recovering'/><author><name>K8T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814430181536208208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkRNZVEIoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YWI6k4k9rj4/S220/claire+and+jimmy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317373538345549720.post-1385879687165381029</id><published>2009-01-28T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T16:57:30.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One ear infection...check!&lt;br /&gt;One case of strep throat...check!&lt;br /&gt;Two respiratory infections...check, check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6317373538345549720-1385879687165381029?l=k8tfrazier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/feeds/1385879687165381029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/1385879687165381029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/1385879687165381029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-kids.html' title='Sick Kids'/><author><name>K8T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814430181536208208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkRNZVEIoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YWI6k4k9rj4/S220/claire+and+jimmy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317373538345549720.post-2872053075765612596</id><published>2009-01-27T06:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T06:57:03.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've Learned...</title><content type='html'>I have learned that good deeds come in many different forms.  There are so many ways to help others. I have found one way. I hope you do, too.  The world needs more good deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that nothing is more important than family.  Treasure them. Love them.  Hug them tight.  You never know when they won't be there anymore.  They are the best link to your past and the greatest bridge to your future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that good friends--&lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; good friends--are a rare gift in life.  Treasure them, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned not to take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that, unfortunately, you can't trust everyone.  You might not even be able to trust people you &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; you can trust.  But that's okay.  Because those few people that are truly worthy of your trust would never, ever break it.  And the genuine trust of a few is more valuable that the uncertain trust of many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that you really should eat your vegetables.  And wear sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned not to sweat the small stuff.  Life is too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; possible to find the love of your life at the young age of 16.  I'm living proof of that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that you should work to live, not live to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that with age comes maturity, open-mindedness, compassion, and grace. I am the same person I was 10 years ago.  But I'm a much better version. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that nothing--and I mean &lt;em&gt;nothing&lt;/em&gt;--gives me more pure, unadulterated, perfect joy than my children.  My cup runneth over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6317373538345549720-2872053075765612596?l=k8tfrazier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/feeds/2872053075765612596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-ive-learned.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/2872053075765612596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/2872053075765612596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-ive-learned.html' title='What I&apos;ve Learned...'/><author><name>K8T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814430181536208208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkRNZVEIoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YWI6k4k9rj4/S220/claire+and+jimmy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317373538345549720.post-7874920503781779077</id><published>2009-01-26T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:49:53.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Sick"  A Haiku by Katie Frazier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My chest feels like fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pounding head, painful cough, chills&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ache all over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6317373538345549720-7874920503781779077?l=k8tfrazier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/feeds/7874920503781779077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-haiku-by-katie-frazier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/7874920503781779077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/7874920503781779077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-haiku-by-katie-frazier.html' title='&quot;Sick&quot;  A Haiku by Katie Frazier'/><author><name>K8T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814430181536208208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkRNZVEIoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YWI6k4k9rj4/S220/claire+and+jimmy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317373538345549720.post-5239646649129761829</id><published>2009-01-24T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:42:18.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Claire-isms</title><content type='html'>1. "I totally love you."&lt;br /&gt;2. "Trust me."&lt;br /&gt;3. "Get your ass walkin'!"  (Yes, she totally said that once--to my mom!)&lt;br /&gt;4. "If ya liked it then ya shoulda put a ring on it..."&lt;br /&gt;5. "Mommy, I love JT!" (I'm so proud!)&lt;br /&gt;6. "How 'bout this..." (My little negotiator)&lt;br /&gt;7. "When I grow up, I'm going to marry Daddy."&lt;br /&gt;8. "Mommy, who would vote for Obama??" &lt;br /&gt;9. "Mommy, Jimmy is frustrating me!"&lt;br /&gt;10. "I'm famished!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6317373538345549720-5239646649129761829?l=k8tfrazier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/feeds/5239646649129761829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/01/top-10-claire-isms.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/5239646649129761829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/5239646649129761829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/01/top-10-claire-isms.html' title='Top 10 Claire-isms'/><author><name>K8T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814430181536208208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkRNZVEIoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YWI6k4k9rj4/S220/claire+and+jimmy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6317373538345549720.post-3340616948175104072</id><published>2009-01-22T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T17:05:52.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkUvWSqhMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DFkgcNu3gJ0/s1600-h/Chris+and+Katie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294285640620999874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkUvWSqhMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DFkgcNu3gJ0/s320/Chris+and+Katie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay with me, my love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you'll always be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right here by my side if ever I needed you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In your arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so safe and so secure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday is such a perfect day to spend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alone with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will follow you will you follow me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day and night that we know will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will stay with you will you stay with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just one single tear in each passing year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see you so very clearly now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my fears are drifting by me so slowly now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fading away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night is long but you are near&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Close at hand though I'm better for the smile you give&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And while I live &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will follow you will you follow me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day and night that we know will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will stay with you will you stay with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just one single tear in each passing year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6317373538345549720-3340616948175104072?l=k8tfrazier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/feeds/3340616948175104072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-live-where-soul-meets-body.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/3340616948175104072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6317373538345549720/posts/default/3340616948175104072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k8tfrazier.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-live-where-soul-meets-body.html' title=''/><author><name>K8T</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814430181536208208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkRNZVEIoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YWI6k4k9rj4/S220/claire+and+jimmy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBNvRsKwE2g/SXkUvWSqhMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/DFkgcNu3gJ0/s72-c/Chris+and+Katie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
