<?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-7870029899058855526</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:39:23.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smile for me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687887326932350159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/6/4/f_DSCN9936m_5158d42.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870029899058855526.post-8132353572631184097</id><published>2007-09-14T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T08:20:43.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I`ve missed you oh blogspot.</title><content type='html'>It`s been forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is definitely harder this year which is not so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;I`m trying to figure out where I`m supposed to go and what I`m want to do after I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I want to see? Grey Gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can`t wait for the premiere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be off and finish chem. blehh :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you could darn our clothes and make pockets for us! none of us has any pockets."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870029899058855526-8132353572631184097?l=reehchel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/feeds/8132353572631184097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870029899058855526&amp;postID=8132353572631184097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/8132353572631184097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/8132353572631184097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-missed-you-oh-blogspot.html' title='I`ve missed you oh blogspot.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687887326932350159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/6/4/f_DSCN9936m_5158d42.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870029899058855526.post-2263864693361554383</id><published>2007-07-04T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T12:28:43.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 thing to do before I die.</title><content type='html'>1. Go on a week long road trip.&lt;br /&gt;2. Swim with a dolphin&lt;br /&gt;3. Ride in a taxi in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sit on a jury&lt;br /&gt;5. Find a guy to take dance classes with me&lt;br /&gt;6. Then learn a contemporary piece&lt;br /&gt;7. salsa properly&lt;br /&gt;8. quick step&lt;br /&gt;9. and the fox trot.&lt;br /&gt;10. Talk to a parrot&lt;br /&gt;11. Go to a real concert&lt;br /&gt;12. Buy a dozen roses and give them to my mom and tell her how much I love her.&lt;br /&gt;13. Hug a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;14. Go on a mission trip to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;15. Run a marathon&lt;br /&gt;16. Go deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;17. Tell someone the story of my life, sparing no details&lt;br /&gt;18.Write the novel I know is inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;19. Barf from working out so hard.&lt;br /&gt;20. Take a Pilate's class&lt;br /&gt;21. Decorate a children's room.&lt;br /&gt;22. Be an extra in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;23. Plant a tree.&lt;br /&gt;24. Learn the words to the song in the beginning of The Lion King&lt;br /&gt;25. Decorate a cake.&lt;br /&gt;26. Model. (not in a vain way) I just think it would be really neat to get to do a photo shoot.&lt;br /&gt;27. Draw on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;28. Go to Greece.&lt;br /&gt;29. Eat all organic food for a month.&lt;br /&gt;30. Learn not to say yes when I really mean no.&lt;br /&gt;31. Take a picture with a giraffe.&lt;br /&gt;32. Pet a duck.&lt;br /&gt;33. Pick a banana off of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; tree.&lt;br /&gt;34. Ride my bike everywhere I need to go for one day.&lt;br /&gt;35. Teach someone illiterate to read&lt;br /&gt;36. Volunteer at a hospital.&lt;br /&gt;37. Understand calculus.&lt;br /&gt;38. Learn a foreign language and use it.&lt;br /&gt;39. Go to a country that I don`t know the language and go shopping all day.&lt;br /&gt;40. See a rain forest.&lt;br /&gt;41. Go skinny-dipping&lt;br /&gt;42. Paint a mural.&lt;br /&gt;43. Draw with chalk on a city street.&lt;br /&gt;44. Have a picnic in the park with Wendy`s food.&lt;br /&gt;45. Throw someone a surprise birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;46. Receive a surprise birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;47. Play Anne in Anne of Green Gables.&lt;br /&gt;48. Perform in Cats.&lt;br /&gt;49. Go to college.&lt;br /&gt;50. Work on my character every day.&lt;br /&gt;51. Give food to a homeless person.&lt;br /&gt;52. Volunteer and the Sam`s shelter.&lt;br /&gt;53. Remodel a really old house and move in!&lt;br /&gt;54. Build a picket fence.&lt;br /&gt;55. Go on a walk with five poodles.&lt;br /&gt;56. Own a golden retriever.&lt;br /&gt;57. Waitress.&lt;br /&gt;58. Choreograph a contemporary piece.&lt;br /&gt;59. Smile when I feel like yelling.&lt;br /&gt;60. Plant an entire garden with purple flowers.&lt;br /&gt;61. Make myself spend half-day at a concentration camp and swear never to forget.&lt;br /&gt;62. Sleep outside.&lt;br /&gt;63. Eat rattlesnake.&lt;br /&gt;64. Shower in a water fall.&lt;br /&gt;65. Sit in a forest all day reading a good book.&lt;br /&gt;66. Explore a Forest.&lt;br /&gt;67. Drive a stick shift.&lt;br /&gt;68. Learn to drive.&lt;br /&gt;69. Get my licence.&lt;br /&gt;70. Drive along country roads.&lt;br /&gt;71. Run to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;72.Learn to hand toss pizza dough&lt;br /&gt;73. Inspire someone.&lt;br /&gt;74. Give blood.&lt;br /&gt;75. Fly first class.&lt;br /&gt;76. Stand on a border line.&lt;br /&gt;77. Sit on an elephant.&lt;br /&gt;78. Give to locks of love.&lt;br /&gt;79. Pick up an accent.&lt;br /&gt;80. Ride a mechanical bull.&lt;br /&gt;81. Learn a really cool magic trick.&lt;br /&gt;82. Dance in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;83. Dance in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;84. Watch all of Sleeping Beauty.&lt;br /&gt;85. See a Broadway production.&lt;br /&gt;86. Mud wrestle (I know, I know, sounds kinky)&lt;br /&gt;87. Make an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;origami swan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;88. Spend one night in prison. It would be quite an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;89. Have a crowd burst into song and dance Hair Spray style.&lt;br /&gt;90. Stand up for myself.&lt;br /&gt;91. Dress up gangster.&lt;br /&gt;92. Learn to be quiet.&lt;br /&gt;93. Make a snow angel.&lt;br /&gt;94. Make a snow ball.&lt;br /&gt;95. Have a paint fight.&lt;br /&gt;96. Realize how blessed I am.&lt;br /&gt;97. Fall deeply in love - helplessly and unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;98. Have children.&lt;br /&gt;99. Look into my child`s eyes and see myself and smile.&lt;br /&gt;100. Live life the the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's to precious to waste.&lt;br /&gt;I love everyone of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Paula.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870029899058855526-2263864693361554383?l=reehchel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/feeds/2263864693361554383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870029899058855526&amp;postID=2263864693361554383' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/2263864693361554383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/2263864693361554383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/2007/07/100-thing-to-do-before-i-die.html' title='100 thing to do before I die.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687887326932350159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/6/4/f_DSCN9936m_5158d42.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870029899058855526.post-651703960137506087</id><published>2007-06-26T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:11:16.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, they both, oh yes, they both, oh yes they both reached for the gun!</title><content type='html'>I thought it was time for an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night I saw Surf`s Up. At first I didn`t want to see it because I thought it was going to be like Happy Feet. I was definitely way better than Happy Feet. I liked it. Then went to Taco Cabana. Chicken taco`s yummy but oh so messy. Took pictures. The best pictures are when you`re not worrying if you`re going to look good. :) heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080439595037417554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="237" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysW2b5TraTc/RoFY5PUI4FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wPkZGETZIjA/s320/100_0501.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt; India looking beautiful. Myself looking....well....ummm.......&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080439899980095586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysW2b5TraTc/RoFZK_UI4GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JbiX9fRc1T0/s320/100_0500.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Scott looking...I`m not quite sure and Shelley looking tan.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080440892117540978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ysW2b5TraTc/RoFaEvUI4HI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Qsn3kUuqrZs/s320/100_0498.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Shelley`s pretty.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080441497707929730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ysW2b5TraTc/RoFan_UI4II/AAAAAAAAAAs/iUNJBIeoPWQ/s320/100_0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i taught swim lessons today. I did them last week also. The three and four`s are my favorite. The older kids are sweet too but I like the younger ones better. So I have a weird situation. I teach from 10:30 - 12:00 and then I got to swim practice from 4:00-5:45 or I lifeguard from 1-5. So I`m never sure when to shower. Because If a shower I`m usually going to get all chlorinated with in 1 to 4 hours later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can`t think of anything else to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love y`all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870029899058855526-651703960137506087?l=reehchel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/feeds/651703960137506087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870029899058855526&amp;postID=651703960137506087' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/651703960137506087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/651703960137506087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-yes-oh-yes-oh-yesthey-both-oh-yes.html' title='Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, they both, oh yes, they both, oh yes they both reached for the gun!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687887326932350159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/6/4/f_DSCN9936m_5158d42.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ysW2b5TraTc/RoFY5PUI4FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wPkZGETZIjA/s72-c/100_0501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870029899058855526.post-228471807067328128</id><published>2007-06-01T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T20:00:31.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bands are getting jazzier, Cars are getting snazzier</title><content type='html'>So Graduation was Wednesday and completely entertaining! Congratulations to all who graduated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my first day at work, I`m excited. They tell you too much in those classes, see I`m not even scared of someone drowning I`m scared of someone having a heart attack. After work is the awards ceremony! I still don`t know what I`m going to wear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m listening to Laura listening to some guy playing the flute and beat boxing to Sesame Street on youtube....heh it`s actually pretty cool and quite ironic since I`m wearing my The Grouch T-shirt :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can`t believe it`s June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870029899058855526-228471807067328128?l=reehchel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/feeds/228471807067328128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870029899058855526&amp;postID=228471807067328128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/228471807067328128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/228471807067328128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/2007/06/bands-are-getting-jazzier-cars-are.html' title='Bands are getting jazzier, Cars are getting snazzier'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687887326932350159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/6/4/f_DSCN9936m_5158d42.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870029899058855526.post-1861927442359874793</id><published>2007-05-20T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T12:40:34.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hip-hip-hooray!</title><content type='html'>guess who`s a life guard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my scenario test (rescuing a live victim without being told what happened) today and I passed so I am now a "trained professional" woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come visit me at work ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Jonathon got a red truck recently and the day he brought it home we found a red  bicycle in it so my mom asked why he had it there and he said he needed to take it to goodwill-nothing more was said. The next day I walk outside and in our drive way there is a different bicycle just sitting there. Today i found two more bicycles standing in my garage. None of them had I ever seen before. So it`s the mystery of the bicycles at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mwa*&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870029899058855526-1861927442359874793?l=reehchel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/feeds/1861927442359874793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870029899058855526&amp;postID=1861927442359874793' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/1861927442359874793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/1861927442359874793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/2007/05/hip-hip-hooray.html' title='hip-hip-hooray!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687887326932350159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/6/4/f_DSCN9936m_5158d42.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870029899058855526.post-5873630124486981185</id><published>2007-05-14T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T12:13:26.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I was tagged!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 random facts about you tag game thing.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;I want to drive in a taxi in NYC before I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; looking at notes, letters, and programs from the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I love having an occasion to dress up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I`&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; always wanted to go to Greece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I`m generally quiet around really loud people and loud around really quiet people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I can`t stand centipedes and worms. Spiders, beetles and anything else is fine, but centipedes and worms disgust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I know this sounds sketchy but I`&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; always wanted to mud wrestle. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had my first life guarding class today. 4 hours every day for two weeks *SIGH* I`m really tired. Eh I really don`t like the lady instructing it. The instructor left and one of the guys called his friend and was like "hey do you want to go to hooters and hang out at your house and get wasted?" What`s the attraction in that? Seriously can he really believe he`s so cool for getting drunk on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; night? Or just getting drunk period? P-A-Lease. ugh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;! anyway once I get the certification I`ll be glad I went through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, I`m really tired so thanks for putting up with my complaining. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home from the beach today!! It was a lovely weekend with the whole family. I truly had a good time. I`ll probably post more about it later when I`m feeling more energetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m off to bed-I`m exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love everyone one of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT* I just realized I spelled truly like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;truely&lt;/span&gt; along &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; stuff. yikes. From now on no more posts while I`m super duper tired. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; *end of EDIT*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870029899058855526-5873630124486981185?l=reehchel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/feeds/5873630124486981185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870029899058855526&amp;postID=5873630124486981185' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/5873630124486981185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/5873630124486981185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687887326932350159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/6/4/f_DSCN9936m_5158d42.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870029899058855526.post-2575270205482926233</id><published>2007-05-05T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T13:46:32.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know where he`s going, he`s going where he`s supposed to be going</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness it`s humid!&lt;br /&gt;I went garage sale shopping this morning with my mom. I bought elephant salt and pepper shakers. Ones blue and the other is pink, they each have a ribbon around their neck tied in a bow, it` really cut, totally un-needed but cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to the mall today went to icing and claire`s looking for cat ears which I have wanted for several months. Neither of the stores had them. I`m walking by myself towards Macy`s to meet up with my mom when I pass Hot Topic....."they might have them...ha they might look like really kinky ears .....maybe not...should I....no....well they`re usually really nice workers in there.....gosh I feel really stupid walking in there with a shopping bag from icing though...oh well...naww...hmm" after that went through my head I decided to go in there. I was proud of myself I`m not going to lie. I`m not scared of that place I just always feel stupid walking in there. Anyway they were nice and the lady told me that they didn`t have any and I`d probably have to go to party city or some place like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were the adventures of my day....so far..... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday: One is going to be so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I`m starting life guard training soon. eek! I`m nervous about the CPR even though everyone says it`s easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y`all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870029899058855526-2575270205482926233?l=reehchel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/feeds/2575270205482926233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870029899058855526&amp;postID=2575270205482926233' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/2575270205482926233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/2575270205482926233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-my-goodness-its-humid-i-went-garage.html' title='I know where he`s going, he`s going where he`s supposed to be going'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687887326932350159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/6/4/f_DSCN9936m_5158d42.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870029899058855526.post-6680335761398776019</id><published>2007-04-28T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T13:19:57.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Practical cats, dramatical cats...</title><content type='html'>...Pragmatical cats, fanatical cats, Oratorical cats, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;delphioracle&lt;/span&gt; cats, Skeptical cats, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dispeptical&lt;/span&gt; cats, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Romantical&lt;/span&gt; cats, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pedantical&lt;/span&gt; cats Critical cats, parasitical cats..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama was great fun! When I got home I got all pumped up and taught myself the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;choreography&lt;/span&gt; that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;`t know to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Mungojerrie&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rumpleteazer&lt;/span&gt; and tried to memorize &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jellicle&lt;/span&gt; songs for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jellicle&lt;/span&gt; Cats which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;`t go over so well. :p so ummm....shelley....hannah.............scott.....are y`all sore? I am *is embarrased* lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I discovered what a grand place the half price book store is. I bought My Fair Lady there and I`m quite excited. I cleaned the garage today and realized that the summer weather is starting to come on us. ummmm i can`t think of anything else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love y`all&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870029899058855526-6680335761398776019?l=reehchel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/feeds/6680335761398776019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870029899058855526&amp;postID=6680335761398776019' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/6680335761398776019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/6680335761398776019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/2007/04/practical-cats-dramatical-cats.html' title='&quot;Practical cats, dramatical cats...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687887326932350159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/6/4/f_DSCN9936m_5158d42.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7870029899058855526.post-3013620052746182521</id><published>2007-04-22T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T19:01:37.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xanga`s dead. :[</title><content type='html'>so I thought I would make on of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7870029899058855526-3013620052746182521?l=reehchel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/feeds/3013620052746182521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7870029899058855526&amp;postID=3013620052746182521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/3013620052746182521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7870029899058855526/posts/default/3013620052746182521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reehchel.blogspot.com/2007/04/xangas-dead.html' title='xanga`s dead. :['/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08687887326932350159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img02.picoodle.com/img/img02/8/6/4/f_DSCN9936m_5158d42.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
