<?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-825443431182278471</id><updated>2012-01-12T18:48:44.386-08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='evolve'/><category term='texas'/><category term='food'/><category term='grandmother'/><category term='family'/><category term='new years'/><category term='houston livestock show and rodeo'/><category term='peanut butter cookies'/><category term='Dog'/><category term='change'/><category term='2010'/><category term='mom'/><category term='sweet tea'/><category term='love'/><category term='stepmom'/><category term='stepkids'/><category term='friends'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Get Me Through This Day</title><subtitle type='html'>We all get up every day. That sounds simple right? It is. Until you throw in life chaos. Stop by for sometime funny, sometimes inspirational stories or articles that will maybe will at least "help" to "Get you through this day."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-4677520454896790492</id><published>2010-08-02T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T14:49:10.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peanut butter cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandmother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Someone's Someone</title><summary type='text'>Distinctly. As if it were just last week, I can remember calling up my grandmother for help with recipes. My mother doesn't cook, so I'd call my Mamaw Doe. Before the internet, before I owned five hundred cookbooks, I'd call my Mamaw with the simplest question. "How much peanut butter do I put in the families chocolate fudge recipe?"I'm sure I could have probably figured it out. Honestly. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/4677520454896790492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=4677520454896790492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/4677520454896790492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/4677520454896790492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2010/08/distinctly.html' title='Someone&apos;s Someone'/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-237214407644160099</id><published>2010-05-31T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T10:03:08.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><summary type='text'>I have a coffee addiction, and if you know me you probably already knew that. Therefor I LOVE cute coffee mugs. In a Hallmark store yesterday I saw adorable mugs with quotes from the Peanuts Gang, and Disney movies, and those great random vintage photo's with quotes about how funny and hard it is to be a woman.   So I decided to pull some up, and maybe, since I'm so picky about the way a coffee </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/237214407644160099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=237214407644160099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/237214407644160099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/237214407644160099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2010/05/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i240.photobucket.com/albums/ff237/mareesme/Vintage%20and%20Funny%20Stuff/th_carbs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-4643758451286063706</id><published>2010-01-25T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:37:32.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='houston livestock show and rodeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new years'/><title type='text'>2010</title><summary type='text'>Well its been the "New Year" for almost a month now. I took a trip to Texas on Christmas night. I wore garland around my neck from Christmas morning until midnight when my best friend took me to my Texas house from the airport. See my clients/friends had given me a gift with this cute green garland with little garland stockings on it. It made the perfect scarf. Best Friend didn't believe me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/4643758451286063706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=4643758451286063706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/4643758451286063706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/4643758451286063706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-6917289170330844668</id><published>2009-09-29T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:19:23.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I overheard an interesting conversation this morning. Now mind you, that happens frequently in the hair salon and spa world, but this one hit home.  A man, albeit a little quirky, (but hey so am I!) was lecturing someone about positive and negative electrical charges. There was a lot of science, according to him, about how this all works, and that pretty much went in one of my ears and out the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/6917289170330844668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=6917289170330844668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/6917289170330844668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/6917289170330844668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-overheard-interesting-conversation.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-8269092705961137552</id><published>2009-08-26T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:44:36.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll warn y'all now. This may be a hurried, rough draft, rambling blog. Don't judge my writing skills, and the notion that my book will never get published if this is the way I write. People DO get editors for a reason. I'm hoping my boss's momma will be my editor and my cover artist, but thats another subject. I have lots of things to hurry up and say! First today is the day, that women were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/8269092705961137552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=8269092705961137552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/8269092705961137552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/8269092705961137552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-warn-yall-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-634212350325309659</id><published>2009-08-12T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:08:19.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evolve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stepmom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stepkids'/><title type='text'>Evolution not Change</title><summary type='text'>The whole world, your life, my life, plant life, is evolving. It is constant evolution, and I choose that term instead of the word "change." We "change" our clothes, or our hair, but our lives "evolve."   Im sure you can name numerous subjects you are battling or working through right now. You may have the economic pinch, a home repair issue, a job thats taking you no where, bad relationships </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/634212350325309659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=634212350325309659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/634212350325309659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/634212350325309659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2009/08/evolution-not-change.html' title='Evolution not Change'/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-1663678174455964741</id><published>2009-07-19T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:13:06.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y'all</title><summary type='text'>*From Jamie Renee*I have wanted to write how I feel about the word y'all, for a while. Recently my face turned BLOOD RED with embarrassment (which by the way look for the hidden word in that word) when I was on the phone paying a bill and I said the term "you guys" only to find out my nice person who was taking my payment was a TEXAN!!!!!! I have been in Tennessee too long where too many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/1663678174455964741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=1663678174455964741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/1663678174455964741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/1663678174455964741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2009/07/yall.html' title='Y&apos;all'/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-1396353502197682020</id><published>2009-07-06T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:59:41.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blackberry Post</title><summary type='text'>Hi people! This is my very first attempt to "Blog from the BlackBerry." If it gets lost in space, I will be angry but I'm sure I really have nothing important to say anyways.You would find me in a small, one window room, in another city today. Its continental breakfast time. I have TWO drinks cause they are FREE. Let me note they "should" be free.Where's my lovely coffee from TX I get at my house</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/1396353502197682020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=1396353502197682020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/1396353502197682020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/1396353502197682020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-blackberry-post.html' title='First Blackberry Post'/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-2329863884885031610</id><published>2009-07-03T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:28:36.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRIDE and DANCING</title><summary type='text'>Well I heard from my sweet, sweet Solider this morning. What an awesome way to start the day, and the 4th of July weekend. Through the glory of Facebook and technology we can chat and email and send pictures on a computer from around the globe, during WAR TIME!         Who in past wars and conflicts can say they were able to do that?! Remember poor Scarlett who had to stand amongst a crowd of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/2329863884885031610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=2329863884885031610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/2329863884885031610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/2329863884885031610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-i-heard-from-my-sweet-sweet.html' title='PRIDE and DANCING'/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-4194377385562636950</id><published>2009-06-29T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:25:20.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New TechKnowledgy and Punky Brewster</title><summary type='text'>YES. I know I spelled the title incorrectly. In fact I will be the first person in your life to save I have ranted and raved about television ads and companies spell things in ways that play on words. I strongly remember my third grade teacher stating the proven fact that "if a child sees a misspelled word or misspells a word it takes 72 gazillion times of them seeing it spelled correctly to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/4194377385562636950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=4194377385562636950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/4194377385562636950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/4194377385562636950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-techknowledgy.html' title='New TechKnowledgy and Punky Brewster'/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-825443431182278471.post-3506545158755385988</id><published>2009-06-23T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:26:35.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INTRO!</title><summary type='text'>Initation We all get up every day. That sounds simple right? It is. Until you throw in life's chaos. Family members who gripe and try to either tell you how to live your live or try to do horrible things to ruin their own so that you have to tell them how to live thiers. Work, be it the place we all have to shower and dress for so we can show up and make money to pay for things that we believe we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/feeds/3506545158755385988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=825443431182278471&amp;postID=3506545158755385988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/3506545158755385988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/825443431182278471/posts/default/3506545158755385988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getmethroughthisday.blogspot.com/2009/06/intro.html' title='INTRO!'/><author><name>Jamie Renee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11318063902408470712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3uhiuvB2bcw/TAPkg4fbugI/AAAAAAAAABE/3PTpeKtN_TU/S220/100_1089.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
