<?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-6620798</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:08:24.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Icing on the cake</title><subtitle type='html'>Everyday is the same ol' deal...wake up, pack lunch, run after ride to school, its the details after that, that put the icing on the cake for me...care to read?  Well your gunna have to, so sit and get cozy cus here goes nothin. I swear, Ill try to make my entries worthwhile :) :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sugamamma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugamamma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00919725203534386195</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6620798.post-107931166104798089</id><published>2004-03-14T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T16:50:55.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yee Haa...Im so excited that I get to write down every lil detail of mine on this here laptop, I could just lasso a bull and afterwards, squaredance with a man who wears tight jeans and calls me darling. Not really, but I could go for some squaredancing.  Do you ever wonder what it would be like to live in Texas, or someplace where the true rednecks are so you can get away with saying Howdy to everyone??  I truly wonder what the heck people mean when they say  "Everything is bigger in Texas".  Does that mean, the crime rate, or the amount of country music that is played in bars... Something to ponder. Once you think about it, there are places totally different then Texas, but do, I supose hold true to the saying "Everything is bigger"!!  I should kno this, for I live in a town, that when you are bored, and when the snow isnt blowing, you can just ride your lil old lawn mower down the rode and lasso a donkey...Because there are just too many donkeys laying in the middle of the roads, waiting to cause an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6620798-107931166104798089?l=sugamamma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620798/posts/default/107931166104798089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6620798/posts/default/107931166104798089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sugamamma.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107931166104798089' title=''/><author><name>Terri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00919725203534386195</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></entry></feed>
