<?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-5765629</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:09:58.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel's Random Ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'>Here is written the thoughts, hopes, troubles, dreams, and life of a girl, who with God's help, hopes to make it through life.  
Philippians 4:13, "I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength."
Filipenses 4:13, "Todo lo puedo en cristo que me fortalece."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>286</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-6659282578793773419</id><published>2008-05-08T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T20:01:46.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like everyone has returned home for the summer but me.  Sometimes I wish I could just go home.  I miss my MoM.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6659282578793773419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=6659282578793773419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/6659282578793773419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/6659282578793773419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-feel-like-everyone-has-returned-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-3095174114748735341</id><published>2008-05-03T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T06:59:00.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy almost two year anniversary to me!</title><summary type='text'>Off to the Scarborough Renaissance Festival!!!!!!!!  This is where Jared is taking me for our second year anniversary.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3095174114748735341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=3095174114748735341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/3095174114748735341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/3095174114748735341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-almost-two-year-anniversary-to-me.html' title='Happy almost two year anniversary to me!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-3663460119005738484</id><published>2008-04-20T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:11:56.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jungle</title><summary type='text'>Are there times when you look out your window and the only thought you have is. . . "we need a lawnmower."  Times when a person leaves a note on your door, "I can mow, edge, and blow off your yard at ____ for $ 25.00.  Call Forest at. . ."  Times when you wish you talked to your neighbor enough that it would not be weird to walk over and borrow their lawnmower. . . Times. . . when. . .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3663460119005738484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=3663460119005738484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/3663460119005738484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/3663460119005738484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2008/04/jungle.html' title='Jungle'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-4096577883248629877</id><published>2008-04-15T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T19:51:33.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1. . .2. . .3. . .The Math of Handwashing</title><summary type='text'>This evening in the bathroom, I heard a concerned mother ask her 4-year-old daughter, "Now, Honey, how many seconds do you wash your hands?"  Her daughter mumbled something and the mother replied, "Yes, good, 20 seconds."  After they left the other woman in the bathroom smiled and said, "Yes, 20 seconds and then you touch the door handle and get them all back."This evening I thought I would try </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4096577883248629877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=4096577883248629877' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/4096577883248629877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/4096577883248629877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2008/04/1-2-3-math-of-handwashing.html' title='1. . .2. . .3. . .The Math of Handwashing'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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-5765629.post-1256912349579581677</id><published>2008-04-11T17:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T17:31:23.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Teaching first grade can be tough.  Knowing this, my father-in-law sent me a joke to keep me smiling.  He did not say where it was from so I will just put it here. . . thanks to whoever wrote it.My six-year-old was having a tough time adjusting to first grade. At least twice a week, I received a note from his teacher outlining his latest infraction. Finally, I sat him down and laid it on the line</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1256912349579581677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=1256912349579581677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/1256912349579581677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/1256912349579581677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2008/04/teaching-first-grade-can-be-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-8114908954200878083</id><published>2008-03-27T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T19:26:01.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One year noniversary</title><summary type='text'>It has been one year since I posted.  I think I will try and keep up my blog again.  We shall see.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8114908954200878083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=8114908954200878083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/8114908954200878083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/8114908954200878083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-year-noniversary.html' title='One year noniversary'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-117503875278201015</id><published>2007-03-27T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T17:39:12.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I thought life was hard until it got so much more difficult.  Over the last week, I have had to say goodbye to 18 wonderful second graders who adored me, lose my supervising teacher, and move into a classroom of out-of-control-fourth-graders-who-know-it-and-are-PROUD-of-it.   To begin, my supervising teacher switched me out for another student to save on driving time and to stay out of her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/117503875278201015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=117503875278201015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/117503875278201015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/117503875278201015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-thought-life-was-hard-until-it-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-117483990343579647</id><published>2007-03-25T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T10:36:50.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk</title><summary type='text'>Today I decided to go through and check all my email accounts and make sure that there were no emails I was dying to read.  My yahoo account had over 100 emails and my hotmail account (which was recently reset due to me not checking it enough) had 80 emails.  What is up with that?  I can never find the emails I want because I get so much junk mail I cannot get through it all.  I do not need to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/117483990343579647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=117483990343579647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/117483990343579647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/117483990343579647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2007/03/junk.html' title='Junk'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-117483920711944942</id><published>2007-03-25T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T10:13:27.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My first placement has ended.  I will truly miss those 2nd grade kids.  It is my senior year and the last semester.  In less than two months I will have to go and get a real job.  That is a scary thought.  My plans for the summer so far consist of trying to find a summer job.  Yeah, nothing really fun or interesting.  Also, Jared is trying to get a group together later in the summer to go to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/117483920711944942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=117483920711944942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/117483920711944942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/117483920711944942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-first-placement-has-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-116879912011388152</id><published>2007-01-14T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T10:25:20.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of Men</title><summary type='text'>Children of MenThe horror of a world with no children.  Have you ever tried to picture it?  No children means no diapers, crying, interruptions at the movies, and no one to blame for locking your keys in your car.  No need for schools, daycares, midwives, teachers, pediatrics, birth control, abortion . . . or toys.  Santa Claus would be out of business.  But was this the main point the movie was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/116879912011388152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=116879912011388152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116879912011388152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116879912011388152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2007/01/children-of-men.html' title='Children of Men'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-116805883081995498</id><published>2007-01-05T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T20:47:10.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Movie Review!</title><summary type='text'>The WildBack of the box thoughts:Wild animals in NYC…nothing new, but from reading it I got the impression that the animals were stuck in NYC and were unable to get out of the city without helping each other.The Movie:The movie shows us exactly what its plot will be within the first four minutes.  Son gets humiliated because he cannot do something that the father does well.  Father then says son </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/116805883081995498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=116805883081995498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116805883081995498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116805883081995498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-movie-review.html' title='First Movie Review!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-116460309844101095</id><published>2006-11-26T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:51:38.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanksgiving is over but classes are not.  How sad.  Jared and I went to his grandparents houses and had a blast.  Now I am back at school, looking at major projects and wanting to cry.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/116460309844101095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=116460309844101095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116460309844101095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116460309844101095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/11/thanksgiving-is-over-but-classes-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-116327989502695600</id><published>2006-11-11T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T13:19:52.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am still here.  I am going to the opera tonight with my husband, sister, and peoples.  I have more homework than is fair, and I have less time than I want.Off to do homework with Rebecca.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/116327989502695600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=116327989502695600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116327989502695600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116327989502695600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-am-still-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-116018508935678278</id><published>2006-10-06T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T18:40:26.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My life is repetitious and boring.The semester thus far has been preparing for the Qualifying Content Exam.  This is an exam that LeTourneau gives us to see if we are ready for the REAL exam!  80% and above to pass.  I have been studying about five hours or more a week in study sessions, class session, and on my own.  This last week it has been cramming week.  We have been meeting at our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/116018508935678278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=116018508935678278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116018508935678278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116018508935678278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-life-is-repetitious-and-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-116017879076576771</id><published>2006-10-06T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:53:10.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The latest blogger...Sharon my last roommate.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/116017879076576771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=116017879076576771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116017879076576771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/116017879076576771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/10/latest-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-115449557558119081</id><published>2006-08-01T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T22:12:55.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I cannot think of what to put here.  A number of things would suffice, but I think I will leave that up to the person who looks at it.  All I can think of is, "wow...what a jump..."  Anyone have a better caption? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/115449557558119081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=115449557558119081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115449557558119081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115449557558119081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-cannot-think-of-what-to-put-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-115449433253273569</id><published>2006-08-01T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:52:12.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Is that Moore eating? No way..."  "That is a good table."  "Beware of the headless one."  Any other comments on this photo? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/115449433253273569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=115449433253273569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115449433253273569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115449433253273569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/08/is-that-moore-eating-no-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-115449395862414162</id><published>2006-08-01T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:45:58.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Pure Ashley" --Jared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/115449395862414162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=115449395862414162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115449395862414162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115449395862414162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/08/pure-ashley-jared.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-115449370968523418</id><published>2006-08-01T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:41:49.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/115449370968523418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=115449370968523418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115449370968523418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115449370968523418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/08/us.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-115449285399511502</id><published>2006-08-01T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T21:27:34.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The crew that made the wedding happen. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/115449285399511502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=115449285399511502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115449285399511502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115449285399511502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/08/crew-that-made-wedding-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-115448371519309236</id><published>2006-08-01T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T18:55:15.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My family and husband. May 5, 2006 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/115448371519309236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=115448371519309236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115448371519309236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115448371519309236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-family-and-husband.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-115445840575512849</id><published>2006-08-01T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T11:53:42.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to the Spelling Checker.</title><summary type='text'>Eye halve a spelling checkerIt came with my pea seaIt plainly marques four my revueMiss steaks eye kin knot seaEye strike a key and type a wordAnd weight four it two sayWeather eye am wrong oar writeIt shows me strait a weighAs soon as a mist ache is maidIt nose bee fore two longAnd eye can put the error riteIts rare lea ever wrongEye have run this poem threw itI am shore your pleased two noIts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/115445840575512849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=115445840575512849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115445840575512849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115445840575512849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/08/ode-to-spelling-checker.html' title='&lt;Center&gt;Ode to the Spelling Checker.&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-115021524945430131</id><published>2006-06-13T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T09:14:09.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just past the non-midterm middle...</title><summary type='text'>I am now a little over half-way done with my first of three summer classes.  The history we are covering in class has finally gotten interesting.  The last worksheet looked at the Jacksonian era and this next one is on pre-civil war/civil war.  I am going to taco bueno for lunch after I am done with my homework to get a cheap burrito and hang out with my husband (who gets an hour off for lunch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/115021524945430131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=115021524945430131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115021524945430131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/115021524945430131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-past-non-midterm-middle.html' title='Just past the non-midterm middle...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-114885472649263435</id><published>2006-05-28T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T15:18:46.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I am married.I am spending my days playing WoW.  Not doing much else.  I started my history course, so now I play WoW and do homework and watch Desperate Housewives.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/114885472649263435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=114885472649263435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114885472649263435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114885472649263435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-i-am-married.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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-5765629.post-114729740811916465</id><published>2006-05-10T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T14:43:28.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Honeymoon Update</title><summary type='text'>Jared and I are having a wonderful time on our honeymoon.  We are spending a week at Holly Lake Ranch which is out here nearish Gilmer, TX.  We drove into town to come to the library to use the internet.  A day too soon to check grades unfortunately.  On the way here on 154, we went through Harmony, TX.  There wasn't a library there so we continued on.  We are going to check out downtown before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/114729740811916465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=114729740811916465' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114729740811916465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114729740811916465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/05/mid-honeymoon-update.html' title='Mid-Honeymoon Update'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-114601372552802976</id><published>2006-04-25T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T18:08:45.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year and 6 months</title><summary type='text'>Jared and I started dating exactly 1 year and six months ago today.  It is hard to imagine so much time has actually passed.  Ten days left until our wedding.  That is a scary thought.  In ten days...I do not know if that explains my lack of posting or not, but I also have finals to complete between now and then.  1 British Literature Journal Set1 Marketing Exam1 American Literature reading </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/114601372552802976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=114601372552802976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114601372552802976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114601372552802976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/04/1-year-and-6-months.html' title='1 year and 6 months'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-114601089702142509</id><published>2006-04-25T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T17:29:35.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Larry and Lisa GullmanAndKendon and Wendy WheelerRequest the honor of your presence at the marriage of their childrenRachel Elizabeth Gullman&amp;Jared Kyle WheelerOn Friday, May 05, 2006 at 1o'clock.The wedding will be held at St. Michael &amp; All angels'909 Reel Rd., Longview, TX.Reception will followThe couple is registered at Bed, bath, and beyond and Target </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/114601089702142509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=114601089702142509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114601089702142509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114601089702142509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/04/larry-and-lisa-gullman-and-kendon-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-114305918746512798</id><published>2006-03-22T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T12:32:59.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Language</title><summary type='text'>Five Love Languages of Gary ChapmanRank#1 equals your best match    Your Results:Your prediction for your #1 result: Quality Time. Your Results The list below is modified by your input. Note: The selector author alone determined the questions and scoring of these results. #1 Quality Time #2 Acts of Service #3 Receiving Gifts #4 Words of Affirmation #5 Physical TouchDiscriptions of the five love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/114305918746512798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=114305918746512798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114305918746512798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114305918746512798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-language.html' title='Love Language'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-114176844337471948</id><published>2006-03-07T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T13:54:03.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I am just too negitive for these tests...I am not passionate about any one thing...or so it seems... You scored as Art. You should be an Art major! How bohemian!Art83%Linguistics58%Dance58%English58%Mathematics58%Engineering50%Theater42%Anthropology42%Philosophy33%Journalism33%Sociology25%Chemistry25%Psychology17%Biology8%What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!&lt;3)created with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/114176844337471948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=114176844337471948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114176844337471948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114176844337471948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-think-i-am-just-too-negitive-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-114089599667904269</id><published>2006-02-25T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T00:58:22.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On continues the semester</title><summary type='text'>It has been so long I do not know what to say.  This semester has been hard and busy for me.  I am physically and emotionally drained.  I am taking two Literature classes this semester, and I usually cannot keep up with the reading or understand the reading.  I just took a test in both of them, and I have yet to hear how I did.  I will eventually have a presentation in American Literature on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/114089599667904269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=114089599667904269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114089599667904269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/114089599667904269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/02/on-continues-semester.html' title='On continues the semester'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113736034076832881</id><published>2006-01-15T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T13:25:42.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><summary type='text'>School has started once again.  I do not have any education classes this semester.  I am taking two Literature classes, and Paige is in both of them.  As of now, I am three weeks ahead in Fed., State, Local and caught up with everything else.  Well, I do not have much to say...so ta ta for now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113736034076832881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113736034076832881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113736034076832881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113736034076832881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/01/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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-5765629.post-113648554955124163</id><published>2006-01-05T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T10:25:49.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guatemalan's are nicer the further you are from the airport.  The internet has been down since Christmas and Jared is impatiently sitting across the desk from me waiting for me to finish.  He posted so check out his blog for an update.  I have enjoyed wandering around, shopping, watching TV, and playing X-Box.  Other than a gang war that closed the roads around us and the internet and phones </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113648554955124163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113648554955124163' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113648554955124163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113648554955124163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2006/01/guatemalans-are-nicer-further-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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-5765629.post-113467563442292584</id><published>2005-12-15T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T11:40:34.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guatemala</title><summary type='text'>I made it down to Guatemala with Jared with no major issues other than being very tired.  Doug dropped us off at the airport in Dallas and we went and waited through long lines to get to our gate.  We arrived ten minutes before our plane was supposed to leave...and then sat on the plane for twenty minutes waiting for passengers from connecting flights.  We take off and all goes well...but as my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113467563442292584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113467563442292584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113467563442292584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113467563442292584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/12/guatemala.html' title='Guatemala'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113399566674053362</id><published>2005-12-07T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:35:53.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recess</title><summary type='text'>I’ll run, and play, and waste my day.I was bound and determined to have it my way.Who was going to try to stop me?Who could tell me who to be?Be it my teacher, mom, or dad.I don’t even care if they get mad.I’ll prance, and I’ll play.Let it ruin their day!Trying to teach me? Don’t even bother!It goes in through one ear, and comes out the other!Never try to sit me down.My spirit simply will never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113399566674053362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113399566674053362' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113399566674053362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113399566674053362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/12/recess.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Recess&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113276982818987285</id><published>2005-11-23T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T10:17:08.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditions</title><summary type='text'>Traditions Thanksgiving is one of those holidays that most Americans remember from their childhood.  Thanksgiving was a time when the pilgrims came together with their families and celebrated what God had done in their lives.  Now it is still a holiday of reflecting on the blessings of life rather than on the problems and issues that confront us every day.  I think it is fortunate that we have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113276982818987285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113276982818987285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113276982818987285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113276982818987285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/11/traditions.html' title='Traditions'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113243956967842901</id><published>2005-11-19T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T14:32:49.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From Pencil to ink...with a few more trees and animals...There are nine animals...but the picture of the picture is not very good. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113243956967842901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113243956967842901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243956967842901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243956967842901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/11/from-pencil-to-ink.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113243900095212293</id><published>2005-11-19T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T14:23:20.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I must not forget my pencil drawings...  In class I usually get picked to draw the pictures for class projects.  This is a doodle I did in class. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113243900095212293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113243900095212293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243900095212293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243900095212293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-must-not-forget-my-pencil-drawings.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113243887584093103</id><published>2005-11-19T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T14:21:15.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my work in progress... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113243887584093103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113243887584093103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243887584093103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243887584093103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-my-work-in-progress.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113243881043291029</id><published>2005-11-19T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T14:20:10.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a new way I found to cut up my assignments...It is just regular paper I cut with an exacto knife. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113243881043291029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113243881043291029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243881043291029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243881043291029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-is-new-way-i-found-to-cut-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113243874134400626</id><published>2005-11-19T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T14:19:01.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry about the small pictures...I will try to borrow a camera to get better ones.  My new finger puppet I made out of one of the skirts my grandmother sent me. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113243874134400626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113243874134400626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243874134400626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243874134400626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/11/sorry-about-small-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113243860954885824</id><published>2005-11-19T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T14:16:49.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hope that this comes out...Some new things I have been trying out in the art section.  This one is of Half Dome. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113243860954885824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113243860954885824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243860954885824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113243860954885824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-hope-that-this-comes-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113142197254759084</id><published>2005-11-07T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T19:54:56.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Didn't have much to say, other than I have been working on homework.  I decided to put a picture of my favorite place in the world up instead of more of my boring homework assignments.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113142197254759084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113142197254759084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113142197254759084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113142197254759084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/11/didnt-have-much-to-say-other-than-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113117914010709969</id><published>2005-11-05T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T00:25:40.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passport to...Christmas?</title><summary type='text'>Today in the mail, a package arrived for me.  Upon opening it, I found my new passport.  Now everything is in place for my trip to Guatemala this Christmas.  We are flying out of Dallas.  I hope it will be fun.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113117914010709969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113117914010709969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113117914010709969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113117914010709969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/11/passport-tochristmas.html' title='Passport to...Christmas?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113103456400340857</id><published>2005-11-03T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T08:22:41.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho</title><summary type='text'>For homework I had to listen to a song and write a poem "interpretation" the music.  Here it is:Pyscho-The MurderDEATH! DEAth! Death! death!Something a human can never avoidNo one can predict when it will comeThe young and old, it strikes the sameIt seems to be lifeÂs little gameThe cute little girl running out to playThe old man, kneeling by his bed to prayThe old wise woman, scarred by this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113103456400340857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113103456400340857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113103456400340857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113103456400340857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/11/psycho.html' title='Psycho'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113067090630482926</id><published>2005-10-30T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T03:15:06.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here is a picture of my engagment ring.  Ignore the extra band...it's not on my finger. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113067090630482926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113067090630482926' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113067090630482926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113067090630482926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/here-is-picture-of-my-engagment-ring.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-113062298853225734</id><published>2005-10-29T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T14:56:28.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Engagement</title><summary type='text'>With a ring on my finger and a smile on my face, I dance around the room recounting the story.  My boyfriend, Jared, and I have been dating for one year now.  To celebrate this wonderful occasion, Jared made plans to take me to Olive Garden.  By the way, he added, we were also going to Shreveport so Daniel and Randy could do their extra credit assignment for Dr. Watson, just like he had to do a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/113062298853225734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=113062298853225734' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113062298853225734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/113062298853225734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/engagement.html' title='The Engagement'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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-5765629.post-112997218038746506</id><published>2005-10-22T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T02:09:40.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still...can't...sleep...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112997218038746506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112997218038746506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112997218038746506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112997218038746506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/still.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112996995887307450</id><published>2005-10-22T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T01:32:39.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I cannot sleep.  Thus, I turn to my blog once again.  The newest thing I am trying lately is paper cutting.  I think it is fun.  I take paper, fold it, put it over a piece of cardboard, and cut it with my exacto knife.  So far, so fun.  Yeah, That's all.  I think I will try sleeping again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112996995887307450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112996995887307450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112996995887307450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112996995887307450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-cannot-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112985778058133208</id><published>2005-10-20T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:23:00.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Break is Here</title><summary type='text'>The half-way point has finally come.  It does not feel like it has been that long.  I am tired enough though.  Thanks to the head of the education department, all my Friday classes were canceled.  My five days off has finally come.  First thing on the list?  Well, after this post that is, I will be SLEEPING!!!!  YAY!!!  Then doing homework for the rest of the break.  Another yay...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112985778058133208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112985778058133208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112985778058133208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112985778058133208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/fall-break-is-here.html' title='Fall Break is Here'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112968292036829185</id><published>2005-10-18T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T17:48:40.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In loving memory of my grandfather, W.P.Strube</title><summary type='text'>A Distant DeathA man I barely knew died today.Of all possible days, it is also my mom’s birthday.Of all days he could have died,Why on the day that she was given life?I thought I knew him so well.I wrote him cards, telling him that he was swell.My family would visit him every five or six years.When we were small, we would sit and watch the deer.I sat by his bed as he slipped away.He looked like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112968292036829185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112968292036829185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112968292036829185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112968292036829185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-loving-memory-of-my-grandfather.html' title='In loving memory of my grandfather, W.P.Strube'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112948225569579609</id><published>2005-10-16T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T10:04:15.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finally made it in to get my passport renewed.  I have had my passport since I was 15.  It has been "misplaced" only twice, which means I put it in a "safe" place and forget that place.  I handed my passport to the lady behind the counter, and watched in horror as she picked it up and stapled it to the form.  STAPLED!  She said I would get it back after they cancled it.  I hope I do. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112948225569579609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112948225569579609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112948225569579609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112948225569579609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-finally-made-it-in-to-get-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112892203568738227</id><published>2005-10-09T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:27:15.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><summary type='text'>There is this new (or old) thing to bring college kids together.  I have been playing around on it and I found three old friends from my childhood.  Two I went to school with between K-4th, and the third I went to church with in LaHonda.  It is so awesome to find these people.  Other than looking for old friends, I have yet to find the point to it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112892203568738227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112892203568738227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112892203568738227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112892203568738227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112881223891702192</id><published>2005-10-08T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T15:57:18.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Fest time...</title><summary type='text'>It is a sad, sad day when your dinner is interrupted by the sound of screaming girls and toy guns.  Therefore, today was a sad, sad day.  My old floor, now Davis 3, the lambs decided on a western theme and they came into the cafeteria to pick the person they wanted to be king.  At the end, popular vote decides who the "lucky" man will be who is crowned king.  A queen is also chosen in the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112881223891702192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112881223891702192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112881223891702192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112881223891702192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/fall-fest-time.html' title='Fall Fest time...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112881196900828063</id><published>2005-10-08T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T15:52:49.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For my father's birthday</title><summary type='text'>I did remember my father's birthday.  I had it on my calendar long before MoM told me about it.  It took me longer to finish my father's present than I had thought it would.  I mailed it out regular mail...Since I am, ya know, a college student.  I drew a sketch for my dad.  It is of two elephants standing in front of a sunset.  It is all done in regular pencil.  I then made a black backing/frame</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112881196900828063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112881196900828063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112881196900828063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112881196900828063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/for-my-fathers-birthday.html' title='For my father&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112836843216301809</id><published>2005-10-03T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T12:40:32.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can I get credit for THINKING about posting?  Since arriving at school my life has been a jumble of work.  I am trying to think of something interesting to write, but nothing is new.  I wake up every morning M-F in time to get to 8AM and 8:15AM classes.  I am sharing a room with Sharon and an apartment with Paige and Emily.  I usually spend more time with friends than on my computer this semester</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112836843216301809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112836843216301809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112836843216301809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112836843216301809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/10/can-i-get-credit-for-thinking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112590264897795665</id><published>2005-09-04T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T23:44:08.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, I'm HOME!</title><summary type='text'>Sorta, not really, kinda, yeah.  I am at school.  Classes have started.  I think they are fun so far.  Creative writing, movement and games for children, children's literature...are all turning out to be fun classes.  I must sleep now, but...I will return...I will...somehow return.  Tomorrow our teacher asked us to show up 15 min. late for class.  So I will. :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112590264897795665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112590264897795665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112590264897795665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112590264897795665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/09/honey-im-home.html' title='Honey, I&apos;m HOME!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112500043425016387</id><published>2005-08-25T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T13:07:14.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are off to school.  We should get there this sunday if all goes as planned.  Talk to you all when we arive.  Jon and I are driving out.  We leave...Now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112500043425016387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112500043425016387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112500043425016387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112500043425016387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/08/we-are-off-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112461058170203434</id><published>2005-08-20T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T00:49:41.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jared's visit...Part two</title><summary type='text'>I think my last post was a bit too detailed.  We then went to LaHonda.  It was a lot of fun.  We stopped at the light house on the way up.  Totally not very exciting for me, since I had been there once, and that was like, too many times.  We pull in, its foggy like normal, luckily we all had sweatshirts, and we get out and walk toward the light house.  There is a really pathetic shop with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112461058170203434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112461058170203434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112461058170203434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112461058170203434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/08/jareds-visitpart-two.html' title='Jared&apos;s visit...Part two'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112432768012763957</id><published>2005-08-17T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T01:05:19.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jared's visit...Part one</title><summary type='text'>Pre-Jared's visit, Dad and the boys were telling of all the mean tricks they would play on Jared.  Like fill his room with grasshoppers, throw him overboard while sailing, and such stuff.  When it actually came time to discuss what we would do, my dad and Jonathan decided they were in charge of it.  So I sat between them, with the calendar in my lap, vetoing ideas.  My dad made sure that everyday</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112432768012763957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112432768012763957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112432768012763957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112432768012763957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/08/jareds-visitpart-one.html' title='Jared&apos;s visit...Part one'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112432285631114109</id><published>2005-08-17T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T16:54:16.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classes...</title><summary type='text'>I made it through all my summer classes.  I finished one off two weeks after school ended.  I then got home and started my two online courses.  Then I started Chemistry.  I finished Home, school, and community with an A.  I got an A in Romans.  I finished off Chem II and Applications of Technology with B's.  I somehow managed to get a 182 (A) on the final out of 200.  It does not really matter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112432285631114109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112432285631114109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112432285631114109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112432285631114109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/08/classes.html' title='Classes...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112432060637483550</id><published>2005-08-17T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T16:16:46.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems...</title><summary type='text'>This summer I received a phone call asking me to remove three posts from my blog.  I did not know that I was not allowed to share my experiences from observing in schools.  Due to the school I wrote about calling the Dean of Edu. at LU and she calling me and "asking" me to remove the posts, I have been nervous about writing more.  I know it is silly, but I do not like it when I make mistakes that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112432060637483550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112432060637483550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112432060637483550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112432060637483550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/08/problems.html' title='Problems...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-112019121310302010</id><published>2005-06-30T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T21:13:33.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bit off more than one can chew</title><summary type='text'>Well, I had never really heard that saying much. Usually the one I got was "Your eyes are bigger than your stomach" after I would not eat about half my food.  But this summer, I think "You bit off more than you can chew" applies to the way things are going.  I am taking two online courses, Romans and Applications of Technology, they are eight week classes and I am over half way through them.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/112019121310302010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=112019121310302010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112019121310302010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/112019121310302010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/06/bit-off-more-than-one-can-chew.html' title='Bit off more than one can chew'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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-5765629.post-111837788312892100</id><published>2005-06-09T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:31:23.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Head &amp; Shoulders...Stories of Andrew</title><summary type='text'>I just had a very unusual conversation with my little brother Andrew.  Have you ever had to explain to a child which part of your body the head &amp; shoulders shampoo cleans?  Well, I just did.  When Andrew showers, we put him in the front bathroom with the door slightly ajar and any big kid walking by usually goes in and checks on him.  Well, this time I decided to go in and check on him.  I asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111837788312892100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111837788312892100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111837788312892100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111837788312892100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/06/head-shouldersstories-of-andrew.html' title='Head &amp; Shoulders...Stories of Andrew'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-111830175703581322</id><published>2005-06-08T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T00:22:37.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurm...who wants to know?</title><summary type='text'>Well, It is always difficult for me to tell people what is going on here.  Which one of the many things that has happened do you want to know about?  Do you want to hear about my work, and how I had to work seven days in a row?  Do you want to hear about the accident and the wind storm?  Do you want to hear about the fight I was in?  Do you want to hear how it is raining tonight in California...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111830175703581322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111830175703581322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111830175703581322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111830175703581322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/06/hurmwho-wants-to-know.html' title='Hurm...who wants to know?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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-5765629.post-111829946144681977</id><published>2005-06-08T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T23:51:07.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And why am I at LeTourneau?</title><summary type='text'>Your Geek Profile:Geekiness in Love: HighAcademic Geekiness: LowFashion Geekiness: LowMusic Geekiness: LowGamer Geekiness: NoneGeneral Geekiness: NoneInternet Geekiness: NoneMovie Geekiness: NoneSciFi Geekiness: NoneHow Geeky Are You?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111829946144681977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111829946144681977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111829946144681977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111829946144681977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-why-am-i-at-letourneau.html' title='And why am I at LeTourneau?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-111785363691241814</id><published>2005-06-03T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T19:53:56.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gen. Albert Burkhalter died...</title><summary type='text'>'Hogan's Heroes' Actor Leon Askin DiesThe dude was like 97 years old.  Its funny that I had just brought Jared's copy of the movie home and my parents started laughing at the memory of 'Hogan's Heroes'.  It was cool that there is something that my parents and I know that none of my siblings know anything about.  The main thing they remembered was "I know nothing...nothing!!!"</summary><link rel='related' href='http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20050604/ap_en_mo/obit_askin' title='Gen. Albert Burkhalter died...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111785363691241814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111785363691241814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111785363691241814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111785363691241814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/06/gen-albert-burkhalter-died.html' title='Gen. Albert Burkhalter died...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-111785311257154731</id><published>2005-06-02T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T19:45:12.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend after returning home...</title><summary type='text'>Well, arriving in California was alright. First thing that happened was I got really cold...evenings in San Jose...yeah, I wish I had carried on my jacket. I get to my house and in bed by 1:00am California time...ugh 3:00 am Texas time. I find out that I work the next day...Luckily my manager decided my first day should start at 12. I work, not knowing exactly what I am doing...being glad my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111785311257154731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111785311257154731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111785311257154731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111785311257154731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/06/weekend-after-returning-home.html' title='Weekend after returning home...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-111586052199482216</id><published>2005-05-11T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T18:15:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I sit here...on my new Laptop typing away, talking to Sarah online, and yes, generally doing online stuff...I finally got my laptop a network card and so now I can do online stuff from my room...YAY! Must be off now, summer classes have started and the homework looks like a mountain and I am out of rope, so we shall see what happens.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111586052199482216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111586052199482216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111586052199482216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111586052199482216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/05/well-i-sit-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-111472755369251771</id><published>2005-04-28T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T15:32:33.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting in the labs...Pretending to look busy.</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I am a pretender...but hey, no one cares if I am doing my thank you letter or a post right now anyway. I think they prefer it, it keeps me from talking.Some shocking news I am still trying to get over...If I get a 75 or above on the accounting final, I get an A in the class. I still cannot believe that my grade for that class was a D at midterms. My other classes are not as happy as I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111472755369251771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111472755369251771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111472755369251771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111472755369251771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/04/sitting-in-labspretending-to-look-busy.html' title='Sitting in the labs...Pretending to look busy.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-111380582423222988</id><published>2005-04-17T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T23:30:24.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got a new toy...it should arrive soon.  It is to help me with homework.  I am so happy. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111380582423222988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111380582423222988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111380582423222988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111380582423222988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-got-new-toy.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-111320704115471054</id><published>2005-04-11T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T01:10:41.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no time</title><summary type='text'>I have not posted in a while, and I miss it. I feel like I need some sort of interesting fact or disturbing link in order to make a post. Or at least a topic or an interesting story. Alas, I do not have any of those. Yes, it is the boring life of a college student. I have not missed classes lately, I only slept in a two lately. I just finished my practice set for accounting...and that impresses </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111320704115471054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111320704115471054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111320704115471054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111320704115471054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/04/long-time-no-time.html' title='Long time no time'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-111052298113926957</id><published>2005-03-10T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T22:36:21.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where are you spending your spring break?  Yeah, Well, I am not where this picture was taken, but I am hanging out here at good old LU.  But doesn't that picture make you think of relaxing?  No more classes for a week for this chick.  It's break for me!  Oh, and the picture is from Nick's Cove...my family went claming there, I have never been. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111052298113926957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111052298113926957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111052298113926957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111052298113926957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/03/where-are-you-spending-your-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-111044051544019183</id><published>2005-03-09T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T23:41:55.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem-Why Should I Burden You?</title><summary type='text'>Last semester or so when I was having trouble, Sarah Tucker...my good friend wrote me this poem when she ran out of words to comfort me. Again, I feel as if I am down in the depths of despair. Here, I let you read it. I hope you enjoy it, I sure have. I named the poem since Sarah did not title it, and I choose that last question and only question because has run deep in my mind and I think I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/111044051544019183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=111044051544019183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111044051544019183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/111044051544019183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/03/poem-why-should-i-burden-you.html' title='A Poem-Why Should I Burden You?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110993135840996309</id><published>2005-03-04T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T02:15:58.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Early Childhood Education class project...we were to dress as highschoolers for my intro class.  Here I am on the right pretending to be gothic, and my friend Emily on the left being gothic. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110993135840996309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110993135840996309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110993135840996309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110993135840996309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/03/early-childhood-education-class.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110975469038686165</id><published>2005-03-02T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T01:11:30.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I have not posted in like forever. Mainly because I am having a wonderful time wasting my free time and have enough homework that that free time is not very much. I am almost through mid-terms and have about four presentations, two papers- one essay and one research, five book reports, random Texas assignment, and about three weeks of accounting homework to do before I can enjoy spring </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110975469038686165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110975469038686165' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110975469038686165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110975469038686165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/03/well-i-have-not-posted-in-like-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110905913980750555</id><published>2005-02-21T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T23:58:59.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is so my parents...I love you guys anyways...they just dont get along with...cell phones</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110905913980750555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110905913980750555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110905913980750555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110905913980750555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-so-my-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110888495937093555</id><published>2005-02-19T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:35:59.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rachel's thoughts on...Math</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110888495937093555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110888495937093555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110888495937093555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110888495937093555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/02/rachels-thoughts-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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-5765629.post-110888367347938183</id><published>2005-02-19T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:14:33.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Evening</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I had the most wonderful evening. Tonight was symphony. Jared and I finished our homework for the day, and then we both go to get ready. Sharon meets me in my room after i get out of the shower. I get into a purple prom dress. The guys, Jared and David (Sharon's boyfriend), meet us in the lobby, and we all head out to Olive Garden. We had some wonderful food. Then we enjoyed the music. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110888367347938183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110888367347938183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110888367347938183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110888367347938183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/02/wonderful-evening.html' title='Wonderful Evening'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110776349666821852</id><published>2005-02-07T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T00:04:56.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule....shedshul ;-)</title><summary type='text'>For my MoM...and whoever wishes to be stalking me at the moment...Monday10:25-11:10 ChapelLunch1:30-2:25 Children's Health and Physical development SOL 106Tuesday8:00-9:20 Introduction to Language and Literacy EDUC-227 (maybe...they moved us around so much at the beginning of the semester...but i am with-in one classroom of that)9:30-10:50 Accounting Principles 2 LH 139ALunch12:00-1:20</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110776349666821852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110776349666821852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110776349666821852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110776349666821852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/02/scheduleshedshul.html' title='Schedule....shedshul ;-)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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-5765629.post-110776228857090702</id><published>2005-02-07T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T00:33:53.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame Jared</title><summary type='text'>First, I would like to say I am sorry for not posting in like...FOREVER. Is it my fault that boyfriends are fun to hang out with? I think not. Although he blames me for his lack of posting...I seriously do not know what his problem is...I mean, come on... I have decided...for the millionth time to...blame Jared. I could also blame this horrible peice of...junk...some have the nerve to call a </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.shadowcouncil.org/todostienen/' title='Blame Jared'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110776228857090702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110776228857090702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110776228857090702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110776228857090702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/02/blame-jared.html' title='Blame Jared'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110776514706580987</id><published>2005-02-07T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T00:32:27.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blame Jared... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110776514706580987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110776514706580987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110776514706580987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110776514706580987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/02/blame-jared_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110776490493445533</id><published>2005-02-07T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T00:28:24.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A photo taken in a Casino, Excalibur, while we were in Las Vegas.  I love this picture, we were having too much fun I think... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110776490493445533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110776490493445533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110776490493445533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110776490493445533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/02/photo-taken-in-casino-excalibur-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110604189685912861</id><published>2005-01-18T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T01:57:02.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its MY BIRTHDAY...21!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Today is my birthday.I am still sick (means Scholl cannot pond me yet) with acute brocides and asthma. I have been taking my medicines and inhalers regularly so I am on the road to recovery.Jared took me out the day before my birthday with Audra to Lupe's for a Mexican dinner then a movie. We watched A series of unfortunate events. It was weird but still entertaining in an odd sort of way.I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110604189685912861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110604189685912861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110604189685912861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110604189685912861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-my-birthday21.html' title='Its MY BIRTHDAY...21!!!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110552900196126114</id><published>2005-01-12T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T03:23:21.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"break"</title><summary type='text'>Well, I made it back to Texas...barely. A run down since I last posted if I wanted to make it short and sweet would be rain, rain, snow, mud, rain, heat and desert, snow, rain, sickness and more rain. We left the second like planned and went camping in red rock bluff (or something with red rocks) and dad said we would spend a whole day there. Wow, this was going to be a relaxing trip...or so i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110552900196126114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110552900196126114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110552900196126114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110552900196126114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/01/break.html' title='&quot;break&quot;'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110465052192407118</id><published>2005-01-01T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T23:22:01.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I have been give the five minute warning...My dad is sick of me staying up late and not wanting to wake up in the morning and hearing me typing.We are leaving tomorrow.We will go to Death Valley few daysthen Las Vegas for a few daysThen Los Angeles for a few daysthen San Jose to fly back to Los Angeles for a few hoursthen Los Angeles to Dallas in a few hoursDallas to school in a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110465052192407118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110465052192407118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110465052192407118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110465052192407118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-i-have-been-give-five-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110457091350230027</id><published>2005-01-01T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T01:15:13.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Well, I stayed up till 1 on the new year. No parties, drinks, or perks...but fun movies with my family...well, some of my family. Julie, Daniel, Rebecca, Roger, MoM, and I watched King Author. Then MoM, Julie, Rebecca, Daniel and I watched The terminal. Such fun. I also made a oreo milkshake. Tomorrow is SLEEP IN DAY! (sort of...ha ha...maybe I will get to sleep til 10am!)HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110457091350230027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110457091350230027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110457091350230027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110457091350230027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110455006413916942</id><published>2004-12-31T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T19:27:44.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Such a happy baby.  2 Months old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110455006413916942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110455006413916942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110455006413916942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110455006413916942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/such-happy-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110454756486488873</id><published>2004-12-31T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T18:46:04.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rachel cross country skiing at 5. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110454756486488873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110454756486488873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110454756486488873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110454756486488873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/rachel-cross-country-skiing-at-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110454748325376168</id><published>2004-12-31T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T18:44:43.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is Rachel at 4 years old. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110454748325376168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110454748325376168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110454748325376168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110454748325376168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-is-rachel-at-4-years-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110454421662316996</id><published>2004-12-31T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T17:50:16.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick...Again</title><summary type='text'>Ugh...down at out.  Well, last night I could hardly sleep...and was tossing and turing with an upset stomach.  I still had work today, even if it felt like I was dying.  I am sick of the pain in my stomach.I worked with the new girl...(I know she is not a girl being that she is older than me...but yeah, that's what I call 'em).  She went on and on and on and on and on and on and on about the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110454421662316996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110454421662316996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110454421662316996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110454421662316996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/sickagain.html' title='Sick...Again'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110439580087431993</id><published>2004-12-30T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T00:45:54.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To see my modeling which I talked about below...Go to symphony's Gazebo ManualThe intersting facts...We had helpWe starting the the afternoon and went til four.  You will notice the pictures start dark and get lighter with more sun...Yeah, we did not know what we were doing, so we bulit the thing and the pictures were taken in reverse order.  We hope that people will think we are morning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110439580087431993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110439580087431993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110439580087431993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110439580087431993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/to-see-my-modeling-which-i-talked.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110439564416051740</id><published>2004-12-29T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T00:34:04.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a bummer of a lame day.  Yeah, well, I guess I am just tired...but I don't feel like sleeping...What's new.I stayed up last night, as usual, pretty late.  I had nothing to do today, or so I hoped and planed to sleep in.at 9:06am my MoM says "Rachel, I said get up NOW! here, this is from Sandie, she wants you to work, so get out there."UGH. and yay. and hurm whatever.I had asked for more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110439564416051740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110439564416051740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110439564416051740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110439564416051740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-bummer-of-lame-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110427349062958449</id><published>2004-12-28T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T14:39:11.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mwhahahahaha...beware you sinners...lol</title><summary type='text'>Take the quiz: "WHAT RELIGION BESTS SUITS YOU?"True ChristianYou are humble, gracious, kind and extremely Christ-like. You believe in the bible as your law, but read it in its original language. Perhaps you're not a scholar, but you're not an armature either. You normally don't feel church is acceptable for your form of worship, and if anyone believes different from you, you might try to learn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110427349062958449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110427349062958449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110427349062958449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110427349062958449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/mwhahahahahabeware-you-sinnerslol.html' title='Mwhahahahaha...beware you sinners...lol'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110427169033723120</id><published>2004-12-28T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T14:14:44.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take the quiz: "What breed of HORSE matches your personality ?"Akhal-TekeYou are gigglish, popular and preppy and proud of it. GO YOU !!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110427169033723120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110427169033723120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110427169033723120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110427169033723120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/take-quiz-what-breed-of-horse-matches.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110404901764748151</id><published>2004-12-26T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T00:16:57.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for fun....</title><summary type='text'>Take the quiz: "What Disney Princess Are You?"ArielYou can swim, flip, dive and be one with fish...WHY DO YOU WANT MORE?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110404901764748151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110404901764748151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110404901764748151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110404901764748151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for fun....'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110404808540939319</id><published>2004-12-25T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T00:01:25.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Navidad!!!!</title><summary type='text'>Christmas was great.  I love my family.  Sometimes the things they do annoy me to death!  but they are still wonderfully great.  I only bought Julie and Rebecca something, and made Rebecca and Raquel something (loosing Raquel's gift before I had the chance to give it to her) and made my MoM some things.  I did not get the males of my family anything, and they did not say anything or hate me at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110404808540939319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110404808540939319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110404808540939319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110404808540939319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/navidad.html' title='Navidad!!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110402646123023090</id><published>2004-12-25T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T00:04:13.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas is coming...the goose is dead...we ate him...all but his head!!! (well, not really...we had pork instead...yuck)Woke up at 8...I was shocked...normally its early morning Christmas day.We open our stockings, then our presents.Then lunch.Then relaxing.I must go now, we are making plans to travel...again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110402646123023090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110402646123023090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110402646123023090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110402646123023090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110402627341437490</id><published>2004-12-25T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T17:57:53.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas eve was weird.  I worked the whole day Christmas eve from 9-4 and it was interesting.  We had some strange people come in.  It was slow until noon...so I continued working on the computer doing pot labels.  Then this guy came in with long hair and hippyish clothes.  He started giving us his life story, where he played different instruments, how he grew up in Hawii and layed naked on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110402627341437490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110402627341437490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110402627341437490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110402627341437490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-eve-was-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110402418595049182</id><published>2004-12-25T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T17:23:05.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crap...I hate macs...I just lost my post because David is on the good computer playing a computer game.  So i had too get on this peice of junk and I lost it.  I hate macs...I am on the iMac i took to school.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110402418595049182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110402418595049182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110402418595049182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110402418595049182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5765629.post-110387550494167777</id><published>2004-12-23T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T00:11:02.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got to love great internet connections...Sorry, I had to brag...But, of course, that is not hard to do when you live in CA</title><summary type='text'>Well, I have made it through another day. I was going to blog yesterday but a headache took me under. I spent the first half of the day getting up, eating spaghetti for breakfast, brushing teeth, and grabbing shoes, hair brush, and stuff and running out to the car. The first group had already headed out at eight that morning. We arrive at the dentist's office...and they start getting us mixed up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/feeds/110387550494167777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5765629&amp;postID=110387550494167777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110387550494167777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5765629/posts/default/110387550494167777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverachel.blogspot.com/2004/12/got-to-love-great-internet.html' title='Got to love great internet connections...Sorry, I had to brag...But, of course, that is not hard to do when you live in CA'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10158916332992980492</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></feed>
