<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-671374279190323317</id><updated>2009-02-21T06:47:23.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gyunk Gypsy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05547225976691904102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-671374279190323317.post-7577359174927396318</id><published>2007-10-15T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T22:51:31.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons from a Polar Bear</title><content type='html'>My mom sent me this email with these photos.  I just had to share them...to me it says that nothing is absolute....and anything IS possible...think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQkAGyUUMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CYItzw5ZTXU/s1600-h/p7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121758260467355842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQkAGyUUMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CYItzw5ZTXU/s320/p7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuart Brown describes Norbert Rosing's striking images of a wild polar bear playing with sled dogs in the wilds of Canada's Hudson Bay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographer was sure he was going to see the end of his huskies when the polar bear materialized out of the blue, but saw this instead . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQkM2yUUNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Re7DdWw5NXw/s1600-h/p6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121758479510687954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQkM2yUUNI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Re7DdWw5NXw/s320/p6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQk1WyUUOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4RZ_Govvybw/s1600-h/p5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121759175295389922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQk1WyUUOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/4RZ_Govvybw/s320/p5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQlkmyUUQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/YMsGytfeGcs/s1600-h/p3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121759987044208898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQlkmyUUQI/AAAAAAAAAE0/YMsGytfeGcs/s320/p3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQl0GyUURI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vwSye9cxC50/s1600-h/p2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121760253332181266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQl0GyUURI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vwSye9cxC50/s320/p2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQmUWyUUSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vdlXffcCgTY/s1600-h/p.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121760807382962466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQmUWyUUSI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vdlXffcCgTY/s320/p.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Polar Bear returned every night that week to play with the dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/671374279190323317-7577359174927396318?l=gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7577359174927396318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=671374279190323317&amp;postID=7577359174927396318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default/7577359174927396318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default/7577359174927396318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/2007/10/lessons-from-polar-bear.html' title='Lessons from a Polar Bear'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05547225976691904102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09038374365418592989'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RxQkAGyUUMI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CYItzw5ZTXU/s72-c/p7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-671374279190323317.post-2900870504692915726</id><published>2007-10-09T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T12:54:47.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to know the Real Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RwuyRmyUUII/AAAAAAAAAD0/N0esYHcOvFc/s1600-h/Monarch-Butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119381416975814786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RwuyRmyUUII/AAAAAAAAAD0/N0esYHcOvFc/s320/Monarch-Butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I have some down time, I intend to put it to good use. Not only by spending a lot of time in my studio, but also writing again, contemplating, soul searching, and getting to know the Real Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life has been a whirlwind of events, activities, and drama. I have spent many years taking care of others...friends, family (including our 6 children)and business associates. I am 41 years old and I feel like I don't even know myself. Growing up I had an abusive childhood. Yes, there were good times too, but it was stained by the abuse that I suffered from the age of 5 to 13 years. At 13, I became strong enough to stand up for myself, (my family never did) and stop the abuse on my own. Today, I am a stronger person because of that, but I am forever tainted. The person who abused me is STILL a member of our 'family'. My geneoligical family. He isn't part of My family! I will never speak to him or see him again, but the rest of my family does....and that hurts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my point is that due to the abuse, I have spent most of my life taking care of others feelings and ignoring my own. I have had to 'put on a happy face' and 'pretend' to be 'nice'. I have had to portray this 'normal' girl, who is happy and content, when inside, I am screaming and raging from the horrendous way my family has covered up the 'events', and continues to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I feel like a clown. Perhaps that is why I am intrugued by the circus so much. I love clowns, I love to draw them, and especially the vintage circus. I feel connected to that because I lived that...my life has been a circus, and I have been the main act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now...I am ready to take off the makeup and get to know the Real little girl that was forgotten so long ago. I am going to nurture that little girl, and show her the love she was not shown. I am going to take the time to get to know the Real Me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this time I am going to commit to being 'true to myself'. Brutal honesty is going to dominate my thoughts. I want to spend time really delving into things like; what makes me tick, why do i like peanut butter and chocolate ice cream, what are my dreams, and how can I turn them into a reality. I want to go on a journey of self discovery and you know what? I bet I will find out that I am FABULOUS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/671374279190323317-2900870504692915726?l=gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2900870504692915726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=671374279190323317&amp;postID=2900870504692915726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default/2900870504692915726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default/2900870504692915726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/2007/10/getting-to-know-real-me.html' title='Getting to know the Real Me'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05547225976691904102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09038374365418592989'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RwuyRmyUUII/AAAAAAAAAD0/N0esYHcOvFc/s72-c/Monarch-Butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-671374279190323317.post-7094559444757565197</id><published>2007-09-23T13:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:52:23.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvapSmyUT_I/AAAAAAAAABs/8n40dOjCEM4/s1600-h/me_and_laurie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113460564040110066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvapSmyUT_I/AAAAAAAAABs/8n40dOjCEM4/s320/me_and_laurie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvapHmyUT-I/AAAAAAAAABk/_CdxPPm9ZNY/s1600-h/my_41st_birthday+butterflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113460375061549026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvapHmyUT-I/AAAAAAAAABk/_CdxPPm9ZNY/s320/my_41st_birthday+butterflies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvaoImyUT9I/AAAAAAAAABc/adou0OHIW8s/s1600-h/me+and+laurie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvanmmyUT8I/AAAAAAAAABU/CIXZZ2ef0-c/s1600-h/Me+and+Ciarra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113458708614238146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvanmmyUT8I/AAAAAAAAABU/CIXZZ2ef0-c/s320/Me+and+Ciarra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love these pictures my daughter Ciarra took of me on my 41st Birthday. I altered it...of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other pics are of Ciarra and Me, and my BFF Laurie and Me. Don't we look happy? We were playing dress-up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/671374279190323317-7094559444757565197?l=gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7094559444757565197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=671374279190323317&amp;postID=7094559444757565197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default/7094559444757565197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default/7094559444757565197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-these-pictures-my-daughter.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05547225976691904102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09038374365418592989'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvapSmyUT_I/AAAAAAAAABs/8n40dOjCEM4/s72-c/me_and_laurie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-671374279190323317.post-1119195858390371203</id><published>2007-09-21T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T09:47:59.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day...A New Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvPKQmyUT6I/AAAAAAAAABE/fy4mmAM9Qtk/s1600-h/92107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112652388633956258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvPKQmyUT6I/AAAAAAAAABE/fy4mmAM9Qtk/s320/92107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today is my Birthday...A New Day...A New Life....That's what I am giving myself for my birthday.  I want a new life.  A beautifully simple life filled with only the things I treasure.  It is my goal to focus on only the things I treasure, and bring more of that into my life.  I intend to be focused on filling my life with love &amp;amp; meaning.  I want my life to mean something...to make a mark...to make a differance.  This is a photo of some treasures I found recently while 'Junkin'.  The tree perfectly depicts what I am talking about.  It is beautiful &amp;amp; strong, yet simple.  The exquisite vintage silk napkins are too, and the doile has all the little details I love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvPJrmyUT5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/TgHT_G0LTFk/s1600-h/92107.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/671374279190323317-1119195858390371203?l=gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1119195858390371203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=671374279190323317&amp;postID=1119195858390371203' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default/1119195858390371203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default/1119195858390371203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-daya-new-life.html' title='A New Day...A New Life...'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05547225976691904102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09038374365418592989'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_DpxByV5v2c0/RvPKQmyUT6I/AAAAAAAAABE/fy4mmAM9Qtk/s72-c/92107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-671374279190323317.post-4048844882852470661</id><published>2007-09-20T00:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:15:50.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a newbie!</title><content type='html'>Hey there ya'll...I'm a new kid on the block!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/671374279190323317-4048844882852470661?l=gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4048844882852470661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=671374279190323317&amp;postID=4048844882852470661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default/4048844882852470661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/671374279190323317/posts/default/4048844882852470661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gyunkgypsy.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-newbie.html' title='I&apos;m a newbie!'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05547225976691904102</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09038374365418592989'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>