<?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-5918537322449314938</id><updated>2011-07-24T20:03:01.682+12:00</updated><category term='christianity'/><category term='puberty'/><category term='Comrades marathon'/><category term='sport'/><category term='child'/><category term='marathon'/><category term='muppets.'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='divorce'/><category term='Apologies'/><category term='courage'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='boys'/><category term='Fuzzy headed'/><category term='kitchen'/><category term='parenitng'/><category term='ADD'/><category term='teenagers'/><category term='solo-mum'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='running'/><category term='ADHD'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='Praying Mantis'/><category term='embarrasing'/><category term='mother'/><category term='questions'/><category term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Crossing with Jordyn</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918537322449314938.post-9115901499290365053</id><published>2011-07-23T08:37:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T08:37:51.491+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADHD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><title type='text'>Bee Baaaaaaaa Beep Ba-a-a-aaaaa</title><summary type='text'>Its raining, constantly and I am running out of ideas on how to entertain my rather busy and dramatically eccentric kids. My Boy is 4 and half and is limited in his ability to focus, hates TV, doesn't do cuddles and wants me to make car noises! He needs a dude and I need advice. How to entertain him when raining without making noises which sound like a constipated lamb rather than a fire engine- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/9115901499290365053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/07/bee-baaaaaaaa-beep-ba-a-aaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/9115901499290365053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/9115901499290365053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/07/bee-baaaaaaaa-beep-ba-a-aaaaa.html' title='Bee Baaaaaaaa Beep Ba-a-a-aaaaa'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9aRd-aY9Elw/TinfMRMry5I/AAAAAAAAAY8/5NQ2zPetT_I/s72-c/lamb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918537322449314938.post-3742975581666488919</id><published>2011-07-11T09:51:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T09:57:14.342+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Toxic Tuition</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I had a good ol' stroppy with my 10 yr old daughter. She went to a friend for the afternoon with strict instructions to be back before 5pm. BEFORRRRRE 5 , I said, but she casually walked in at 5:45pm with friend in tow. At first I had no idea how to handle it all, was trying to be the perfect parent, almost googled the situation. Do I listen first, then consider, then action a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3742975581666488919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/07/yesterday-i-had-good-ol-stroppy-with-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/3742975581666488919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/3742975581666488919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/07/yesterday-i-had-good-ol-stroppy-with-my.html' title='Toxic Tuition'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RzFwGDTtBzQ/Thodn-_jMyI/AAAAAAAAAY0/tCe3a9iwCCU/s72-c/grim-reaper-original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918537322449314938.post-993671565648456467</id><published>2011-07-05T07:48:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T07:48:59.256+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADHD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><title type='text'>Utopia</title><summary type='text'>If you have ADD read here:
We HAVE a HOUSE! Big one, beautifulllll, moving soon, pics coming, so excited!

If you don't have ADD, read here:

We finally found our dream home, a beautiful one, stunning infact. As we walked in, it punched me in the stomach, yes, one of those, breath taking. Great thing is, its so much cheaper than we hoped to spend and so am able to move sooner than we thought. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/993671565648456467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/07/utopia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/993671565648456467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/993671565648456467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/07/utopia.html' title='Utopia'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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-5918537322449314938.post-2521185887421957559</id><published>2011-07-03T11:20:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T08:04:58.616+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puberty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo-mum'/><title type='text'>Boys and Girls and Bees and Parrots that talk incessantly!</title><summary type='text'>This morning I needed to have the chat with my son about his penis and yes, I failed the assignment! I discovered that he (age 4) thought it ..........hmm.....funny, to play Doctor Doctor with his sister who thought the mechanics even funnier. Now when a Dad exists in a family, my task is an easy one: "Go speak to your father." Howeverrrrrr, not in this solo parenting world of mine and so I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2521185887421957559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/07/boys-and-girls-and-bees-and-parrots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/2521185887421957559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/2521185887421957559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/07/boys-and-girls-and-bees-and-parrots.html' title='Boys and Girls and Bees and Parrots that talk incessantly!'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytBBPaIehNY/ThDKImHcYfI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Ik8DceFWugU/s72-c/birds_bees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918537322449314938.post-7302067977812548893</id><published>2011-06-23T10:32:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:59:45.459+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADHD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><title type='text'>A dive in the deep end.</title><summary type='text'>I am now officially jobless!  The business which I was general manager of was liquidated last week and my contract terminated without any severance/redundancy package. My fault? No, but rather a result of debt incurred prior to my employment with the company. This and my inability to turn the business around enough in a short amount of time. Thing is, the hole was huge and yes, I did make changes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7302067977812548893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/06/dive-in-deep-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/7302067977812548893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/7302067977812548893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/06/dive-in-deep-end.html' title='A dive in the deep end.'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J3ehQ0SSXIM/TgJmwkPwmyI/AAAAAAAAAYA/jh_sxv9Gx3s/s72-c/chess.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918537322449314938.post-4753867471673841205</id><published>2011-06-05T09:35:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T09:36:51.855+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='questions'/><title type='text'>A Question needing an answer.</title><summary type='text'>I haven't posted for a few days because I have the grumps and hate to be bad company, but decided to be grumps here regardless and well, you will just have to bare with me.
What is it with people????? Gosh, they can be so mean! I have always been pathetically stunned when a back hand is delivered, probably because I don't deal them and so am pretty niave when it comes to the nasty ability of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4753867471673841205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/06/question-needing-answer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/4753867471673841205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/4753867471673841205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/06/question-needing-answer.html' title='A Question needing an answer.'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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-5918537322449314938.post-3593530676617894092</id><published>2011-05-25T07:24:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T11:08:26.628+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Praying Mantis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADHD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuzzy headed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo-mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>WOT??</title><summary type='text'>Struggling to find words this morning, waiting for my meds to kick in while sitting on my deck sofa......I could type what my mind is actually experienc........oh, look, a praying-mantis clambering all over the sofa. The sofa, I must remember to sell this sofa, gosh its ugly. Hello world, what a beautiful sunrise. The sound of the garbage truck, PANIC!! THE GARBAGE!!!, Have I remebered???...yes. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3593530676617894092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/wot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/3593530676617894092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/3593530676617894092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/wot.html' title='WOT??'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S4U5sfpUrn0/TdwHKEiDCJI/AAAAAAAAAX8/zYA2G420I6Q/s72-c/tornado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918537322449314938.post-3125379661855383100</id><published>2011-05-19T08:16:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T16:10:01.653+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muppets.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comrades marathon'/><title type='text'>Kermit on steroids.</title><summary type='text'>Almost 2 years ago I had surgery to remove a tumour and today I am alive and am saying it loudly: I AM SOOO ALIVE!!!
I don't run, have never run and shouldn't run. I look like a frog on steroids when running and was always THAT one kid in school who received the loudest applause for her obvious courage while coming last in every single race I EVER ran. That sympathetic, yet admirable applause. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3125379661855383100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/kermit-on-steroids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/3125379661855383100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/3125379661855383100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/kermit-on-steroids.html' title='Kermit on steroids.'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gBNMfOywYgs/TdSXQQlu9YI/AAAAAAAAAXw/cqVoyx5hpL8/s72-c/Kermit.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918537322449314938.post-6573838064881369992</id><published>2011-05-16T18:31:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:36:32.023+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenitng'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fuzzy headed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>A sour day.</title><summary type='text'>Today I had a day of note and while sieving through old posts from the previous blog which i am unable to import, found this post which helped somewhat. I was reminded how ludicrous my days can be when fuzzy headed and so enjoyed laughing at the stupidity of it all. Enjoy this one....

Today I declared my enduring love to a Jar of Pickled onions! I know, I can so imagine what you are thinking and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6573838064881369992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/sour-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/6573838064881369992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/6573838064881369992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/sour-day.html' title='A sour day.'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CdJDQN8Y3qw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918537322449314938.post-518733439881875325</id><published>2011-05-15T08:42:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T08:42:06.889+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divorce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenitng'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embarrasing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solo-mum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother'/><title type='text'>Pillow talk.</title><summary type='text'>Had to share this lovely moment: One of my huge concerns when making the decision to go SOLO Mumming about 6 months ago was the worry that my kids would not accept me and that the small fish-bowl of a community who judge me anyway, would see that i am new to this whole "involved and interested mum" role. 
Since being ill for a year, unable to contribute physically for another and then working my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/518733439881875325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/pillow-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/518733439881875325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/518733439881875325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/pillow-talk.html' title='Pillow talk.'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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-5918537322449314938.post-1383754733274169857</id><published>2011-05-11T07:20:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T07:20:06.730+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Waking up with you today.</title><summary type='text'>It was magic to realise that i could find you here this morning. Yes, I am definitely in the honeymoon stage of a reunited relationship, yours and mine, the author and the readers. Thought I would show you what you missed from my deck this morning so am posting a pic. .............oh HELL, you know what??? I have an issue, dammit. okay, lets have our first clearing out the issues conversation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1383754733274169857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/waking-up-with-you-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/1383754733274169857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/1383754733274169857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/waking-up-with-you-today.html' title='Waking up with you today.'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nbys55DlL4E/TcmPtc2wrjI/AAAAAAAAAWM/lPDCyb4CHqk/s72-c/IMG_3132+%2528800x533%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5918537322449314938.post-7629995936597182105</id><published>2011-05-10T20:11:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T20:11:07.358+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apologies'/><title type='text'>The Prodigal Blogger</title><summary type='text'>sigh....see, now i thought it possible to stop writing. I was wrong. I know it has been a while but truth is, this whole blogging thing got to me. Here I was, giving a piece of me to the cyber world and it became so easy to forget that PEOPLE actually read all this, all of me. The blogs popularity terrified me when some of my students at the college started to quote a few bits and so in  panic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7629995936597182105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/prodigal-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/7629995936597182105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5918537322449314938/posts/default/7629995936597182105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossingwithjordyn.blogspot.com/2011/05/prodigal-blogger.html' title='The Prodigal Blogger'/><author><name>Dingdee</name><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></feed>
