<?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-7049627051217388538</id><updated>2011-09-04T07:21:31.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Girl from Mississippi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11396566897322735694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJPmlTgiy2I/TTW2-evpC8I/AAAAAAAAABM/amZ2tarcVgo/S220/E.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7049627051217388538.post-2163649573871422817</id><published>2011-09-04T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T07:21:31.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Boy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;On Friday, we had a check up and anatomy ultrasound done, and discovered that our sweet little baby is indeed a boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pUuNW3xS4pk/TmNrw6Xx8jI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/V1lbN5SptTw/s1600/BABY_4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pUuNW3xS4pk/TmNrw6Xx8jI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/V1lbN5SptTw/s320/BABY_4.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So we will have a James Patrick Reed III, and my husband couldn't be happier.&amp;nbsp; He's told me over and over how happy he is that his son is growing inside of me.&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited for him to have a son, and it just makes this pregnancy that much sweeter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0UK3QLohzMM/TmNtJOZeV_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/YKGzxuGrWgI/s1600/BABY_35.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0UK3QLohzMM/TmNtJOZeV_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/YKGzxuGrWgI/s320/BABY_35.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7049627051217388538-2163649573871422817?l=justamississippigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2163649573871422817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default/2163649573871422817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default/2163649573871422817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a Boy!!!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11396566897322735694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJPmlTgiy2I/TTW2-evpC8I/AAAAAAAAABM/amZ2tarcVgo/S220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pUuNW3xS4pk/TmNrw6Xx8jI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/V1lbN5SptTw/s72-c/BABY_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7049627051217388538.post-3970845651499764346</id><published>2011-08-31T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T16:01:56.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Who's 19 Weeks Pregnant!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FuPgnjXSFGE/Tl6giE1SwnI/AAAAAAAAAII/P-AlhBgSeB4/s1600/296175_2379060120086_1358133938_32953581_3646257_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FuPgnjXSFGE/Tl6giE1SwnI/AAAAAAAAAII/P-AlhBgSeB4/s320/296175_2379060120086_1358133938_32953581_3646257_n.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So we find out the gender on Labor Day!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We think it's a boy, FB friends say girl, so we'll just have to see!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting on that blissful 2nd trimester everyone keeps talking about.&amp;nbsp; So far all the 2nd trimester has brought me is unrelenting heartburn, leg cramps, back pain, and belly stretching pain. *sigh*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's all worth it in the end, just can't wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7049627051217388538-3970845651499764346?l=justamississippigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3970845651499764346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/look-whos-19-weeks-pregnant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default/3970845651499764346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default/3970845651499764346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/look-whos-19-weeks-pregnant.html' title='Look Who&apos;s 19 Weeks Pregnant!!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11396566897322735694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJPmlTgiy2I/TTW2-evpC8I/AAAAAAAAABM/amZ2tarcVgo/S220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FuPgnjXSFGE/Tl6giE1SwnI/AAAAAAAAAII/P-AlhBgSeB4/s72-c/296175_2379060120086_1358133938_32953581_3646257_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7049627051217388538.post-1863858063550792100</id><published>2011-08-28T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T21:49:58.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to My Awesome Husband!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Today is my husband's birthday!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7yc5TP-PpY/Tlr6cYVzxMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Rj-0tuGnyiU/s1600/732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7yc5TP-PpY/Tlr6cYVzxMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Rj-0tuGnyiU/s320/732.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, look at that cutie!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is a wonderful person inside and out, and I am very blessed to have him in my life.&amp;nbsp; I am very excited to celebrate the day God put my soul mate on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday sweetheart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Birthday Prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;from www.catholic.org)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God our Father,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the birth of your Son Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;brought great joy to Mary and Joseph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We give thanks to you for James whose birthday we celebrate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May he ever grow in your faith, hope, and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ask this in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ.&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/7049627051217388538-1863858063550792100?l=justamississippigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1863858063550792100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-to-my-awesome-husband.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default/1863858063550792100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default/1863858063550792100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-to-my-awesome-husband.html' title='Happy Birthday to My Awesome Husband!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11396566897322735694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJPmlTgiy2I/TTW2-evpC8I/AAAAAAAAABM/amZ2tarcVgo/S220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m7yc5TP-PpY/Tlr6cYVzxMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Rj-0tuGnyiU/s72-c/732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7049627051217388538.post-1750581928864792248</id><published>2011-08-28T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T09:32:25.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daylight Come and I Wanna Go Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I read somewhere that a good way for your house to feel more like a home is to spend a few days away from (like on a long weekend), and when you return, you'll feel more at home.&amp;nbsp; I have come to find that this is very true.&amp;nbsp; We were only in our Bangkok apartment for not even a month before my husband was called on a business trip in Chiang Mai (northern Thailand).&amp;nbsp; It was still new enough that I was convinced it wasn't home, and wasn't ever going to be home.&amp;nbsp; Now that we've been away, I long to get it back to it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Home is a funny thing for me.&amp;nbsp; For a long time, "home" was where my family was, back in Mississippi.&amp;nbsp; It was a huge challenge for us when we first moved overseas because I was convinced that I was being taken away from home, and no place would ever replace it.&amp;nbsp; Our first year overseas was rough, I cried a lot and all I wanted to do was go home.&amp;nbsp; Things finally clicked for me when talking to my husband, Jim, one night.&amp;nbsp; I asked him if he missed home, and he said "This is home.&amp;nbsp; Anywhere where you are is my home, you're my family".&amp;nbsp; I then realized that I had to let go of my natural family and focus on the my new family which was with Jim.&amp;nbsp; Even if it was just the two of us, we were a family and the more important one.&amp;nbsp; Like it says in "The Wedding Song",&amp;nbsp; "a man shall leave his mother and a woman leave her home and they shall travel on to where the two shall be as one", not the woman should be dragged away kicking and screaming which is what I felt like at times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've gotten sidetracked here and must get back to my original point which is now home for me home is wherever my husband is, whether it be in Bangkok, Khartoum (our first post), or Mississippi.&amp;nbsp; And one thing I want to focus on is making our house a home.&amp;nbsp; I know my inner homemaker is in there somewhere! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As for Chiang Mai, we've had a lovely visit, but it's time to stick the proverbial fork in it and be done.&amp;nbsp; You know it's time to go when the guy delivering your ice bucket says "wow, you've been here long time".&amp;nbsp; So that's it, I'm ready to go home.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll leave you with a few pictures of our adventures in Chiang Mai...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tLctrED71s/TlpQk22KJHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0_c4qxqxUQU/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tLctrED71s/TlpQk22KJHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0_c4qxqxUQU/s320/004.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70gwFy_C_x4/TlpQ1v2dqSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Zm3ujBb_PlM/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70gwFy_C_x4/TlpQ1v2dqSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Zm3ujBb_PlM/s320/004.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LnspVBKuIDQ/TlpQ-IIrhoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/f0DMpzN65zE/s1600/DSC_5917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LnspVBKuIDQ/TlpQ-IIrhoI/AAAAAAAAAIA/f0DMpzN65zE/s320/DSC_5917.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7049627051217388538-1750581928864792248?l=justamississippigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1750581928864792248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/daylight-come-and-i-wanna-go-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default/1750581928864792248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default/1750581928864792248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/2011/08/daylight-come-and-i-wanna-go-home.html' title='Daylight Come and I Wanna Go Home!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11396566897322735694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJPmlTgiy2I/TTW2-evpC8I/AAAAAAAAABM/amZ2tarcVgo/S220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--tLctrED71s/TlpQk22KJHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0_c4qxqxUQU/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7049627051217388538.post-3795798770541200731</id><published>2011-07-14T23:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T09:34:27.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I am so excited to create this blog!&amp;nbsp; I want to record everything.&amp;nbsp; I don't where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could blog about how incredible it is to be pregnant after worrying for so long if it would ever happen.&amp;nbsp; How amazing it is that I am giving life to a tiny creature, a creature that is a perfect mix of my husband and me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2RlHoEmae0/Th-8NXoiztI/AAAAAAAAAGU/unA1CZEXg6M/s1600/photo%25283%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2RlHoEmae0/Th-8NXoiztI/AAAAAAAAAGU/unA1CZEXg6M/s320/photo%25283%2529.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could blog about how I am so in love with my husband, and how much he makes me feel loved.&amp;nbsp; How we are best friends, partners, and all in all totally complete each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8z1ZXmDwmLE/Th-872dX1_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/rmeX0b2OAag/s1600/IMG_0183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8z1ZXmDwmLE/Th-872dX1_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/rmeX0b2OAag/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could blog about the most exciting adventure I am embarking on in my short adult life.&amp;nbsp; How it is to see places that I never though I would see.&amp;nbsp; How big our world really is outside of my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-csTlNyZja1E/Th-9kaCwM-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/fzTPyy_x-X0/s1600/BangkokSkyline.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-csTlNyZja1E/Th-9kaCwM-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/fzTPyy_x-X0/s320/BangkokSkyline.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could blog about my faith, and how devout I am to it.&amp;nbsp; How God has done such great things in my life, and I am forever in pursuit of being a more humble follower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-crOV9aOUn2Q/Th--F0zr_HI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1055S4dLgBk/s1600/easter-cross.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-crOV9aOUn2Q/Th--F0zr_HI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1055S4dLgBk/s320/easter-cross.jpeg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I could blog about all these things.&amp;nbsp; I want to capture every detail, every thought, every emotion.&amp;nbsp; My life is crazy sometimes, but I wouldn't have it any other way.&amp;nbsp; I am loving every minute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7049627051217388538-3795798770541200731?l=justamississippigirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3795798770541200731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-is-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default/3795798770541200731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7049627051217388538/posts/default/3795798770541200731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justamississippigirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-is-my-life.html' title='This is My Life'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11396566897322735694</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PJPmlTgiy2I/TTW2-evpC8I/AAAAAAAAABM/amZ2tarcVgo/S220/E.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2RlHoEmae0/Th-8NXoiztI/AAAAAAAAAGU/unA1CZEXg6M/s72-c/photo%25283%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
