<?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-610620436135726420</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:21:30.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WonderasIWander</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is an outlet for the thoughts, muses and inspirations that are otherwise too frequently pinned up inside of me. In other words, it is an ongoing essay that in college I would have woven into a literature paper, but now I have no other way to express myself...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CCannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04868086798570877337</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-610620436135726420.post-6858898621359028766</id><published>2009-01-28T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T06:55:21.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>I'm enjoying the morning alone. I spent the night with my parents last night (necessary when one suspects a snow day and does not have satellite or internet in her apartment...) and I got up entirely too early to confirm that I would not need to go into work. At 5:45, Memphis City Schools were still scheduled to open. At 6:30, still the same. By the time I got out of the shower, around 6:53, they had just announced that they would follow suit with every other regional county and city and close shop for the day. Crichton College immediately flashed up on the screen. Closed Today. A lovely, white Wednesday to spend reading, drinking coffee and not going to work.&lt;br /&gt;  Of course, Friday will most likely be my last day. But going to the school every day and trying to find some work to do while facing the reality that we've shut down, we'll all be terminated and dispersed, and none of us are too sure as to what to do next, is enough of a reason to not want to go at all.&lt;br /&gt;  I have "leads". They ebb and flow daily. But there's always something to be thankful for and I know I'll be okay. My loved ones are healthy and I'm getting married in 129 days! Looks like I'll also be returning to the theatre, which I sorely miss. Who knows what else may come along? I am trusting God's plan.&lt;br /&gt;  Maybe Mom and I will make bread today. I need to learn that skill...&lt;br /&gt;  And there's nothing but free time ahead of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/610620436135726420-6858898621359028766?l=wondererasiwander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/feeds/6858898621359028766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/6858898621359028766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/6858898621359028766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>CCannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04868086798570877337</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-610620436135726420.post-8697521693017061458</id><published>2009-01-07T06:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T06:56:20.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, Sun!</title><content type='html'>I wish you could have all seen the sunrise from Germantown Road this morning. As I was pulling out of my apartment, the clouds were pink and cream and split wide open in the east as a big orange sun peeked out from the horizon. Gorgeous! Shelby Farms was a glorious sight as well. Just as I was admiring it's hazy gold landscape, a flock of geese crossed the sky. Sometimes Memphis scenery isn't that bad... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work even seems better this morning. I'm feeling upbeat. Of course Caleb leaves on Saturday and if I think long enough about that, I'll start feeling down again, but I keep reminding myself that this is necessary. He has to go back to school so he can finish, get his degree and marry me. He has to go because I have to stay here and work and finish getting things ready. I have a million projects planned to keep myself busy. First I will clean out my closet. That should take a considerable length of time.... :( But I don't want to pack up and move anything that I/we don't absolutely need. I am assuming that we will live in a very small space. I am also assuming that we will be very poor. That way, if either of these things proves to be wrong I will only be quite pleasantly surprised and thankful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday evening, I finally get to have Christmas with Kaye, Jess, and Becca. Finally! Haven't seen my girls in far too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More good news: think I finally figured out my new sewing machine. I  may try to make a skirt some time soon...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/610620436135726420-8697521693017061458?l=wondererasiwander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/feeds/8697521693017061458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/8697521693017061458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/8697521693017061458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally-sun.html' title='Finally, Sun!'/><author><name>CCannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04868086798570877337</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-610620436135726420.post-5515396264140633975</id><published>2009-01-05T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:34:10.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Grind</title><content type='html'>Everything went beautifully well. Christmas was great fun with both families and all travelling was safe and without any mishaps. There was lots of laughter and the only challenge is now figuring out where to store all of the gifts we received from our wedding registry. Not a bad problem to have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to work was hard. And apparently this is true for not only me but every single co-worker I've spoken to thus far. And of all days to start a fresh new year, this cold rainy day would probably not have been my first choice. But that's okay. Jesus is Lord and I have a warm little apartment to return to tonight and a fiance who has promised that we'll cook dinner together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is five months until the wedding. I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had Merry Christmases and Happy Beginnings to your New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/610620436135726420-5515396264140633975?l=wondererasiwander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/feeds/5515396264140633975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-grind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/5515396264140633975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/5515396264140633975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-to-grind.html' title='Back to the Grind'/><author><name>CCannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04868086798570877337</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-610620436135726420.post-8332395392538403748</id><published>2008-12-23T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:38:02.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring the Bells!</title><content type='html'>Looking for a last minute Christmas album that will freshen up your holiday season? Caleb and I (and Taryn :) have rediscovered "Ring the Bells". &lt;a href="http://www.fellowshipnashville.org/content/misc7.aspx"&gt;http://www.fellowshipnashville.org/content/misc7.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the perfect blend of carols and modern Christmas music. And the proceeds of the album go to providing water for African villages. Highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold and Christmasy!&lt;br /&gt;I was NOT prepared for said weather and didn't even wear socks with my red bowed flats this morning. We're under a Winter Weather Advisory and once again I'm at work...looking out my office window at the slippery grayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I made poppyseed bread and finished wrapping things. Then I quickly took a turn for the worse. Quite honestly, my happy spirit dropped down to my toes and I quickly became a  little Christmas brat. You can ask Caleb. :) He forgave me and once again showed me the grace of Jesus. This is such a strange time in our lives. Not only are things being turned upside down in preparation of our marriage, but our families are also undergoing big changes. The season of transition is exciting and wonderful but has also been very emotional. I feel myself  more than ever yearning for a physical home that we can share together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I dropped the lace for my dress off with Luke last weekend. I'm hoping we'll have a fitting some time soon. I cannot wait to see what it looks like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Eve of Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There shall come forth a Rod from the stem of Jesse, And a Branch shall grow out of his roots. The Spirit of the Lord shall rest upon Him, The Spirit of wisdom and understanding, The Spirit of counsel and might, The Spirit of knowledge and of the fear of the Lord....Righteousness shall be the belt of His loins, And faithfulness the belt of His waist." ~ Isaiah 11:1-2,5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/610620436135726420-8332395392538403748?l=wondererasiwander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/feeds/8332395392538403748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2008/12/ring-bells.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/8332395392538403748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/8332395392538403748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2008/12/ring-bells.html' title='Ring the Bells!'/><author><name>CCannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04868086798570877337</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-610620436135726420.post-303666887390982221</id><published>2008-12-22T06:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T07:13:54.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to look a lot like....</title><content type='html'>Oh the drudgery of coming to work on the 22nd just to know that technically, you are only warming a seat and cannot possibly be expected to speak with high school seniors who are fresh out of exams, on holiday break, sleeping until 1 pm and could not think about furthering their education right now if their life depended on it. It's 8:43 and all I have accomplished is slipping a transcript into a file, cancelling an appointment I had previously set up for today and figuring out how much money I have to last me until Wednesday. The pickings are slim and I still have a couple of stocking stuffers and some baking supplies to buy...oh well! Caleb and I have had fun Christmasing on a budget this year. We've been pretty resourceful. In fact, this entire year is all about being resourceful. Have I mentioned that my fiance is designing our wedding invitations? And they're gorgeous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was cozy. There was visiting with sweet loved ones, shopping, and Christmas movies. Last night I finished my Christmas novel and tied up another scarf and now there's just wrapping and a bit of baking to finish up. If I could just leave work and go do it...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...And a little child shall lead them. The cow and the bear shall graze; their young ones shall life down together. And the lion shall eat straw like the ox. The nursing child shall play by the cobra's hole and the weaned child shall put his hand in the viper's den. They shall not hurt nor destory in all my holy mountain, For the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the Lord As the waters cover the sea...He will set up a banner for the nations." ~ Isaiah 11:6b-9,12a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/610620436135726420-303666887390982221?l=wondererasiwander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/feeds/303666887390982221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/303666887390982221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/303666887390982221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to look a lot like....'/><author><name>CCannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04868086798570877337</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-610620436135726420.post-5318656529239624648</id><published>2008-12-17T07:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T07:52:10.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinus Cocktail, please!</title><content type='html'>It's that time of year! Sore throat and headacheyness. Not a pretty way to start my day. But after a wee bit of coffee and cranking up the space heater that sets under my desk, I am beginning to feel myself. Our office Christmas party is today so everyone came in naturally festive. There was laughter, exclaimations, a few surprise Christmas coffee mugs passed around and an array of cookies on the front desk by 9 am. Even the normally grouchy ones among us were smiling. That was pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to make a Derby pie for the occasion but after getting ill-ish last night, opted out. I have been given a new responsibility and will be going out to fetch Christmas plates and napkins in an hour or so. I'm a little ashamed of myself because I talk about loving to bake so much and then completely whimped out on the homemade pie. But sometimes you just can't do everything, can you?&lt;br /&gt;But there's so much to be done! I have Friday off and plan on shopping. Last minute Christmas things are piling up quickly. Then I watch this  &lt;a href="http://www.adventconspiracy.org/"&gt;http://www.adventconspiracy.org/&lt;/a&gt; and feel horrible. Every year I say "This Christmas will be small. One present each and it's homemade!" But then every year I get a strange obsession to buy as much as possible so loved ones will have lots of fun things to open up. It's like an addiction. I can't stand it! Of course, next year Caleb and I will probably be poor so just wait....your very own canned preserves and/or crocheted mittens are right around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the grind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/610620436135726420-5318656529239624648?l=wondererasiwander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/feeds/5318656529239624648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2008/12/sinus-cocktail-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/5318656529239624648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/5318656529239624648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2008/12/sinus-cocktail-please.html' title='Sinus Cocktail, please!'/><author><name>CCannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04868086798570877337</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-610620436135726420.post-1380344847609142078</id><published>2008-12-16T06:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T06:23:21.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Ice Respite</title><content type='html'>I was hoping, for purely selfish reasons, that we would have a tremendous ice storm last night and I wouldn't have to come into the office today. Instead, I arrived at precisely 7:30 with my cup of Starbucks, to get a head start on the day. Bridges were a bit scary but my route was mostly clear.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep well last night. Work has been extremely discouraging lately and all night I tossed and turned with anxiety. But God's mercies are new in the morning! When I finally got going and came in to work this morning I felt a sense of peace sweep over me. Having to be at work at 8 A.M. has caused me to become a morning person and I find that I am most energetic, happiest, and optimistic in the morning. Now I need to find that same calm in the evenings. Night is when I usually lose my temper and begin to toss out all of the day's revelations.&lt;br /&gt;To help my otherwise foul mood, Caleb surprised me last night with a new pair of nice black gloves (fleece lined!) and a pretty blue and white scarf. So sweet. I love early Christmas presents!&lt;br /&gt;I'm also settling into the Christmas spirit with my new discovery of Pandora.com. You create your own radio station to listen to based off of a song, artist, or type of music that you enjoy. I typed in Celtic Christmas and lovely instrumental carols have been keeping my morning warm and cozy. I highly recommend!&lt;br /&gt;Ah...I had better get that head start on the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/610620436135726420-1380344847609142078?l=wondererasiwander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/feeds/1380344847609142078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-ice-respite.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/1380344847609142078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/1380344847609142078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-ice-respite.html' title='No Ice Respite'/><author><name>CCannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04868086798570877337</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-610620436135726420.post-8495326401975163457</id><published>2008-12-15T07:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:59:33.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>173 Days until Marriage, 10 Days to Christmas...</title><content type='html'>I think it's fitting that my first blog entry is dated during Advent. This time in my life is one of perpetual waiting, hoping, and looking forward to something and perhaps this is why Christmas, and more specifically, the season of Advent is so tremendously meaningful to me this year. I am a planner and a doer and I now find myself learning how to find JOY in the waiting. Caleb is constantly encouraging me to enjoy our engagement, instead of always distracting myself of thoughts of what is to come, the family we are to have, the home we will live in, what our life will be like &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt;. Now is so precious. Less than six months of away from my entire life changing and I am faced with calming down, breathing, looking around myself and being enraptured with the happiness and excitment, sweetness and rarity of this time.&lt;br /&gt;  I have been reading "Two from Galilee" by Marjorie Holmes. In novel form, Holmes tells of the courtship and betrothal of Mary and Joseph. When Caleb and I first got engaged, we got to experience the excitment of sitting down on the floor of my bedroom one night and opening my hope chest. Since I was fifteen, I have been tucking away small treasures. Linens from France that a great aunt passed down, carnival glass and serving bowls that my grandmother gave to me, and a small collection of jadeware that I gathered during high school. Among these were a few letters I had written to my "one-day husband" and a list of books to read during my engagement. "Two from Galilee" was on the list and right after Thanksgiving I began to read. Of course the book is mostly fiction, but the glimpse into Mary's own season of advent has been especially insightful. The wonderment of Jesus' coming, the promise to His people...one of deliverence and hope, justice and mercy, has been exciting to read from Mary's perspective. The line of David for centuries watched and waited for the Messiah to deliver them from political and religious persecution. And then the scene of the Annunciation...Mary is humbled and amazed as she is told by the Messenger of God that she will be the mother of the Hope of Israel. Not only will her child be the Savior to the Jews, but as the Messenger comforts Joseph in his vision, "...she will bring forth a Son, and you shall call His name Jesus, for He will save His people from their sins." Eternal salvation. Eternal deliverance. Eternal hope.&lt;br /&gt;  No doubt that Mary and Joseph's nine month advent was one of great fear and anticipation. But certainly it was also a time of comfort, excitment, and pure wonder! Nine months to await with a sense of awe and rejoicing at what mysteries God would reveal!&lt;br /&gt;   Waiting has never seemed so thrilling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/610620436135726420-8495326401975163457?l=wondererasiwander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/feeds/8495326401975163457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2008/12/173-days-until-marriage-10-days-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/8495326401975163457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/610620436135726420/posts/default/8495326401975163457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondererasiwander.blogspot.com/2008/12/173-days-until-marriage-10-days-to.html' title='173 Days until Marriage, 10 Days to Christmas...'/><author><name>CCannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04868086798570877337</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></feed>
