<?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-7007655</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:44:34.093Z</updated><title type='text'>Life and Love as seen by Jo</title><subtitle type='html'>This is life... as i see it. 
This is Love... as i see it.

This is about me  and the people who touch my life, be it for a moment or more.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007655.post-2336668176806547817</id><published>2007-11-06T14:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-06T14:46:06.078Z</updated><title type='text'>The rumours are untrue</title><content type='html'>I am alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-2336668176806547817?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/2336668176806547817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=2336668176806547817' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/2336668176806547817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/2336668176806547817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2007/11/rumours-are-untrue.html' title='The rumours are untrue'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007655.post-116959199746505806</id><published>2007-01-23T22:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:40:37.956Z</updated><title type='text'>My Slanguage</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Slanguage Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatslanguagedoyouspeakquiz/british.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;British Slang: 75%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussie Slang: 50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison Slang: 50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victorian Slang: 50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Slang: 25%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New England Slang: 0%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Slanguage Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-116959199746505806?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/116959199746505806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=116959199746505806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/116959199746505806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/116959199746505806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-slanguage.html' title='My Slanguage'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-116558611794085337</id><published>2006-12-08T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:55:17.950Z</updated><title type='text'>watch your mouth</title><content type='html'>bitter&lt;br /&gt;broken&lt;br /&gt;twisted&lt;br /&gt;your words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicious&lt;br /&gt;vindictive&lt;br /&gt;nasty&lt;br /&gt;that curse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness&lt;br /&gt;surrender&lt;br /&gt;wilted&lt;br /&gt;and hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoken in anger&lt;br /&gt;you can not take them back&lt;br /&gt;friendship destroyed&lt;br /&gt;steamrollered flat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-116558611794085337?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/116558611794085337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=116558611794085337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/116558611794085337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/116558611794085337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/12/watch-your-mouth.html' title='watch your mouth'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-116291149647296701</id><published>2006-11-07T14:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-07T14:58:16.486Z</updated><title type='text'>time is passing... again</title><content type='html'>i am without words... just lost the inclination to type.. for a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am hoping that time is over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-116291149647296701?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/116291149647296701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=116291149647296701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/116291149647296701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/116291149647296701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/11/time-is-passing-again.html' title='time is passing... again'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-115141299326762610</id><published>2006-06-27T12:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-27T12:56:33.266Z</updated><title type='text'>yesterdays dreams</title><content type='html'>She was yellow&lt;br /&gt;and I was green&lt;br /&gt;We bathed in lights&lt;br /&gt;as yet unseen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mystical moons&lt;br /&gt;and unicorns breath&lt;br /&gt;Battling demons&lt;br /&gt;to certain death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-115141299326762610?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/115141299326762610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=115141299326762610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/115141299326762610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/115141299326762610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/06/yesterdays-dreams.html' title='yesterdays dreams'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-115141281803575940</id><published>2006-06-27T12:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-27T12:53:38.036Z</updated><title type='text'>Englands journey</title><content type='html'>Well we made it through to the quarter finals... i have very little more to add... the match was not exciting enough ... am i asking too much, well no i dont think so... but at least it didnt have a record breaking number of yellow and red cards...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-115141281803575940?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/115141281803575940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=115141281803575940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/115141281803575940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/115141281803575940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/06/englands-journey.html' title='Englands journey'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-115141265195967389</id><published>2006-06-27T12:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-27T12:51:30.863Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain's Pattern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpatternisyourbrainquiz/3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your mind is a firestorm - full of intensity and drama.Your thoughts may seem scattered to you most of the time...But they often seem strong and passionate to those around you.You are a natural influencer. The thoughts you share are very powerful and persuading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Pattern Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-115141265195967389?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/115141265195967389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=115141265195967389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/115141265195967389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/115141265195967389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-brains-patternyour-mind-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-115046612678606908</id><published>2006-06-16T13:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-16T13:57:58.336Z</updated><title type='text'>England v Trinidad and Tobago 2-0</title><content type='html'>Well what can i say... the boys came good... but oh my how they made us wait... and what kind of football did we have to sit through... &lt;strong&gt;boring play&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;missed chances galore&lt;/strong&gt; and that was only the first 45 miniutes... a big thank you to Mr Terry... without his quick thinking and fast foot play... well it just doesnt bare thinking about!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-115046612678606908?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/115046612678606908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=115046612678606908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/115046612678606908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/115046612678606908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/06/england-v-trinidad-and-tobago-2-0.html' title='England v Trinidad and Tobago 2-0'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-115037751238675703</id><published>2006-06-15T13:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-06-15T13:18:32.400Z</updated><title type='text'>FIFA 2006</title><content type='html'>... it's all happening and as i type yet another days play has just kiked off ... Yes it's the World Cup of which i speak... i and many others will sit down around 5pm today and sit screaming at the screen as England play their second match... have to wait and see what Trinidad and Tobago have to throw at them... and hopefully England will get a chance to score and not have to rely on an own goal to win... thank you Paraguay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-115037751238675703?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/115037751238675703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=115037751238675703' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/115037751238675703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/115037751238675703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/06/fifa-2006.html' title='FIFA 2006'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-114785336583280967</id><published>2006-05-17T08:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-17T08:09:25.843Z</updated><title type='text'>Venus v Mars</title><content type='html'>1.  &lt;strong&gt;HER DIARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tonight I thought he was acting weird.  We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink.&gt; I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I  thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Conversation wasn't flowing so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we  could talk. He agreed but he kept quiet and absent. I asked him what was wrong;  he said nothing. I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it  had nothing to do with me and not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On the way home I  told him that I loved him, he simply smiled and kept driving. I can't explain  his behaviour. I don't know why he didn't say I love you too. When we got home I  felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He  just sat there and watched T.V. He seemed distant and absent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I decided  to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed, and to my surprise he  responded to my caress and we made love, but I still felt that he was distracted  and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I  cried. I don't know what to do.  I'm almost sure that  his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2.  &lt;strong&gt;HIS DIARY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I shot the worst  round of golf in my life today, but at least I got laid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-114785336583280967?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/114785336583280967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=114785336583280967' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/114785336583280967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/114785336583280967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/05/venus-v-mars.html' title='Venus v Mars'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007655.post-114728200667155288</id><published>2006-05-10T17:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-05-10T17:26:46.683Z</updated><title type='text'>My religious philosophy is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CDDEFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Self-Discoverer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/self-discoverer.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're not religious, but you've created your own kind of spirituality.Introspective and thoughtful, you tend to look inward for the divine.You are distrusting of all forms of organized religion.You especially dislike religious gurus and leaders, who you feel are charlatans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourreligiousphilosophyquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Religious Philosophy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-114728200667155288?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007655.post-114220855830530621</id><published>2006-03-13T00:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-13T00:09:18.320Z</updated><title type='text'>I have committed many sins... but it was lust that did for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 120px; background: #770022;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 84px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 108px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 106px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;Medium&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 66px; background: #660033;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 140px; background: #770022;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, 'sans serif';"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, 'sans serif'; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;"&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 114px; background: #770022;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Discover Your Sins - Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-114220855830530621?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/114220855830530621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=114220855830530621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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"look at that, 160 pounds of pure dynamite...!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife replies "Shame about the two inch fuse."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-114211615667549244?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/114211615667549244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=114211615667549244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/114211615667549244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/114211615667549244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/03/joke.html' title='a  joke'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-114211581832491861</id><published>2006-03-11T22:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:23:38.326Z</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so very cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;no other feet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;to warm mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;no ones hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;lonesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;and so very cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-114211581832491861?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/114211581832491861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=114211581832491861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/114211581832491861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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alert !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that when i was that age i didnt tell my folks everything i did... but i am sure my mom would have noticed if i put on weight and stopped having periods for 9 months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better now... i needed that little outburst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-114209408365793086?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/114209408365793086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=114209408365793086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/114209408365793086'/><link rel='self' 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68% Open Minded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howopenmindedareyouquiz/open-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a very open minded person, but you're also well grounded.Tolerant and flexible, you appreciate most lifestyles and viewpoints.But you also know where you stand firm, and you can draw that line.You're open to considering every possibility - but in the end, you stand true to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Open Minded Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-114150814790634007?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007655.post-113949819936002993</id><published>2006-02-09T15:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-09T15:16:46.950Z</updated><title type='text'>Another day... another test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #bfe9ff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#def4ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;You have high extroversion.You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends.You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation.Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;You have medium conscientiousness.You're generally good at balancing work and play.When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done.But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;You have medium agreeableness.You're generally a friendly and trusting person.But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;You have low neuroticism.You are very emotionally stable and mentally together.Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly.Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is high.In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas.You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits.A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;The&lt;/a&gt; Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-113949819936002993?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/113949819936002993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=113949819936002993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113949819936002993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113949819936002993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/02/another-day-another-test.html' title='Another day... another test'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-113880992021008045</id><published>2006-02-01T16:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-01T16:09:34.183Z</updated><title type='text'>what Tarot am I ? (Using my full name)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are The Devil&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/devil.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You don't represent evil, but you do represent the animalistic side of humans.You demonstrate what happens when we listen to our first instincts.At times you tend to be materialistic and hedonistic, giving in to temptation.Admit it, you're guilty of acting first - and forgetting to think later!&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;Right now, you may be having a difficult time as a result of choices you have made.You need to think about what's important in your life, and discover what chains you down.It is the time to acknowledge your faults and take steps to overcome them.It's also the time to let go of any fears or inhibitions that are holding you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-113880992021008045?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/113880992021008045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=113880992021008045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113880992021008045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113880992021008045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-tarot-am-i-using-my-full-name.html' title='what Tarot am I ? (Using my full name)'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-113880958153999565</id><published>2006-02-01T15:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-02-01T16:11:52.816Z</updated><title type='text'>What Tarot using only my first name</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are The Magician&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattarotcardareyouquiz/magician.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are powerful and wise - beyond what anyone can see.Deeply complex, you have the resources to connect to the spiritual and material world.You posses the knowledge to manipulate your life and the lives around you.You also have a great healing power, should you choose to use it.&lt;br /&gt;Your fortune:&lt;br /&gt;You have unhidden powers that you have yet to tap into. Soon, you will better understand how to use your intellect and intuition. Believe it or now, you will discover how you can manipulate yourself and others for good.You are at the beginning of a path of spiritual enlightenment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Tarot Card Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-113880958153999565?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/113880958153999565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=113880958153999565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113880958153999565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113880958153999565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-tarot-using-only-my-first-name.html' title='What Tarot using only my first name'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-113802568072697158</id><published>2006-01-23T14:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-23T14:14:40.750Z</updated><title type='text'>THis is what happens...</title><content type='html'>when you follow a link and do a test....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Which classic Dame am I ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Katherine Hepburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored 16% grit, 23% wit, 52% flair, and 19% class! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fabulously quirky, an independent woman of character, who likes to go her own way. I stand head and shoulders next to my partner but am apparently perfectly willing and able to stand alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Others may be more classically beautiful or "conventionally woman-like", but I possess a more fundamental common sense and an off-kilter charm, which makes interesting men fall at my feet. Leaving me to pick them up or not... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables showing how I compared to other people my age and gender:&lt;br /&gt;I scored higher than 21% on grit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored higher than 37% on wit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I scored higher than 84% on flair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I scored higher than 18% on class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-113802568072697158?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/113802568072697158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=113802568072697158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113802568072697158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113802568072697158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-is-what-happens.html' title='THis is what happens...'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-113163446712576828</id><published>2005-11-10T14:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:54:27.126Z</updated><title type='text'>A Joke... that raised a laugh</title><content type='html'>A woman goes into her accountant's office and tells him that she needs to file her taxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accountant says, "Before we begin, I'll need to ask a few questions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gets her name, address, social security number, etc., and then asks, "What is your occupation?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman replies, I'm a high-priced whore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accountant balks and says, "no, no, no. That will never work. That is much too crass. Let's try to rephrase that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman says, "OK, I'm a high-end call girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, that is still too crude. Try again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both think for a minute, then the woman states, I'm an elite chicken farmer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accountant asks, "What does chicken farming have to do with being a whore or a call girl?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I raised over 700 little peckers last year."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-113163446712576828?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/113163446712576828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=113163446712576828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113163446712576828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113163446712576828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/11/joke-that-raised-laugh.html' title='A Joke... that raised a laugh'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-113163366064228611</id><published>2005-11-10T14:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:41:00.643Z</updated><title type='text'>e-bay</title><content type='html'>I am becoming a great user of e-bay... i look at the prices of stuff in the store and then after my window shopping session i sit and browse through many e-bay pages looking for bargins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it looks like i have had a good day today... many bids have been placed... i will just have to sit back for a few hours and days and await the outcome... christmas is a coming... and my wallet is getting empty... e-bay is calling loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have many birthdays to buy for in November and December... and they take priority over christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-113163366064228611?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/113163366064228611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=113163366064228611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113163366064228611'/><link rel='self' 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decide&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-113163336865125206?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/113163336865125206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=113163336865125206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113163336865125206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/113163336865125206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-much-for.html' title='so much for'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-112893586719175288</id><published>2005-10-10T10:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:17:47.193Z</updated><title type='text'>email</title><content type='html'>Finally made some changes on my blog and i can now publish posts via email.... so perhaps and i make no promises ( i dont want to break them) i will post more often ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also put word verification on comments...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-112893586719175288?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/112893586719175288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=112893586719175288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112893586719175288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112893586719175288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/10/email.html' title='email'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007655.post-112889809046028364</id><published>2005-10-09T22:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:48:10.466Z</updated><title type='text'>Faith and bemusement</title><content type='html'>Someone asked me what i believe in... from a religious perspective that is  and i was hard pushed to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have a strong faith... i see others around me grow strong in spirit with the aid of theri inner faith in their chosen religion... and i wonder at their ability to believe in that religions teachings so blindly... that is without question... their belief is total&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see some use religion as a crutch... their faith looks like a weakness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet i see so many rise up on their faith and flourish in its shadow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all bemuses me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-112889809046028364?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/112889809046028364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=112889809046028364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112889809046028364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112889809046028364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/10/faith-and-bemusement.html' title='Faith and bemusement'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-112687734830007651</id><published>2005-09-16T13:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-16T13:29:08.300Z</updated><title type='text'>peachfish</title><content type='html'>dark,  the love i bring to you&lt;br /&gt;passionate &lt;br /&gt;lustful&lt;br /&gt;sun ripe and plump&lt;br /&gt;succulent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feed on my love&lt;br /&gt;rich&lt;br /&gt;sinful&lt;br /&gt;perfection&lt;br /&gt;taste me&lt;br /&gt;and you will know the truth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-112687734830007651?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/112687734830007651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=112687734830007651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112687734830007651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112687734830007651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/09/peachfish.html' title='peachfish'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-112687682265049842</id><published>2005-09-16T13:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-16T13:20:22.656Z</updated><title type='text'>I Tried</title><content type='html'>I took on a project three+ years ago... somewhat foolishly as i had no direct experience in the field and was really unqualified for the job ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That project has now faltered... and although i am sad that i have failed to over come the recent troubles that have brought it to an end, i am also proud of the new skills i have acquired along the way and proud of what i did accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to me that is what matters... i know how hard i worked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have the satisfaction of knowing that i tried when others walked away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good to have that off my chest&lt;div 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Tried'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-112609701143482660</id><published>2005-09-07T12:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:43:31.440Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I slipped into the circle&lt;br /&gt;that your arms created&lt;br /&gt;for me&lt;br /&gt;and lost inside emotions&lt;br /&gt;resurfaced&lt;br /&gt;for you to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the cliches rang&lt;br /&gt;in perfection&lt;br /&gt;passions height in climax&lt;br /&gt;and the bloom&lt;br /&gt;only love&lt;br /&gt;can bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh to remain here&lt;br /&gt;forever...&lt;br /&gt;and a day&lt;br /&gt;are the only words&lt;br /&gt;my heart can sing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-112609701143482660?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/112609701143482660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=112609701143482660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112609701143482660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112609701143482660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-slipped-into-circle-that-your-arms.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007655.post-112609609063143015</id><published>2005-09-07T12:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-07T12:28:10.636Z</updated><title type='text'>screwed</title><content type='html'>I wrote a really long post yeasterday... then foolishly tried to do a spell check... and then my post was gone... yes i felt screwed.... blogged over even&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-112609609063143015?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/112609609063143015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=112609609063143015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112609609063143015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112609609063143015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/09/screwed.html' title='screwed'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-112306708988716956</id><published>2005-08-03T10:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-03T11:04:49.903Z</updated><title type='text'>Violent times</title><content type='html'>I am troubled by the recent murder of a young black youth in Liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cavalier way way these people took his life has shocked me to the very core. This kind of cowardly unprovoked attack is hard to contemplate... the devastation to his family and friends and the ripple in the community where he lived ... the pain and loss will be felt for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local boy Murdered by locals... had he passed them on the street some other day going about his life... who knows... they deserve what ever comes their way... and so very much more, i do hope that justice is served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It becomes yet another sad example of the deterioration of society and the apparent epidemic of mindless violence saturating our daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one dont like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-112306708988716956?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007655.post-112111803079339694</id><published>2005-07-11T21:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-11T21:40:30.796Z</updated><title type='text'>looks like someone's got sour grapes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://uk.sports.yahoo.com/050711/2/c8c4.html"&gt;http://uk.sports.yahoo.com/050711/2/c8c4.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-112111803079339694?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/112111803079339694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=112111803079339694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112111803079339694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112111803079339694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/07/looks-like-someones-got-sour-grapes.html' title='looks like someone&apos;s got sour grapes'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-112085080179719854</id><published>2005-07-08T19:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-08T19:26:41.803Z</updated><title type='text'>London</title><content type='html'>I dont really have much to say about the dreadful cowardly act carried out in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how to begin to imagine the physical and mental damage those involved have been subjected to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit and watch the news or listen to the radio and i hear more horrific details and yet in all the darkness the true spirit and kindness that human beings are capable of showing each other brightens the shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories of strangers helping one another to deal with the difficulties they faced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts go out to all those who have  lost a friend or relation and to those injured i wish a healthy recovery and a happy return to everyday life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-112085080179719854?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007655.post-112066764070278489</id><published>2005-07-06T16:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-06T16:34:00.706Z</updated><title type='text'>OLYMPICS</title><content type='html'>You know i just can not decide if i am pleased more that the Games are coming to the UK and that i will have a chance to see some of it in the flesh so to speak or that the French are really put out that their "sure thing" came to no thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i am honest i have to say that i was surprised that London won... there has been so much negativity surrounding the whole application and not much in the media in the build up to the voting i was amazed when the vote came Londons way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure in the long run it will be a very positive thing... but the hu-ha that is sure to follow in the debate around whether money could be spent better elsewhere for the public good is bound to bring a shroud to the party...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all i say Woo Hoo in ya face Mr Chirac...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-112066764070278489?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/112066764070278489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=112066764070278489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112066764070278489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112066764070278489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/07/olympics.html' title='OLYMPICS'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-112014897949922674</id><published>2005-06-30T16:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-30T16:29:39.506Z</updated><title type='text'>The cage and where it led my thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://digger96.blogspot.com/2005/06/cage.html"&gt;http://digger96.blogspot.com/2005/06/cage.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read this guys blog and this post in particular and it got me to thinking about how much we can love a person and care for them and know that they love us in return and the our lives flow along together as one on a basic everyday basis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and yet that when it comes to sex how incompatible so many of us are with the people we marry... and what an inbalance this acn bring to a relationship... and how it can ultimately be the downfall of something that was once so precious ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-112014897949922674?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/112014897949922674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=112014897949922674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112014897949922674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/112014897949922674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/06/cage-and-where-it-led-my-thoughts.html' title='The cage and where it led my thoughts...'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111980777901615034</id><published>2005-06-26T17:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-26T17:42:59.016Z</updated><title type='text'>Novels</title><content type='html'>Been reading a friends online novel and have been totally hooked watching it develope and now i wait with just a little patience for the last few chapters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theirishpirate.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://theirishpirate.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111980777901615034?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111980777901615034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111980777901615034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111980777901615034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111980777901615034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/06/novels.html' title='Novels'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111980759309935076</id><published>2005-06-26T17:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-26T17:39:53.103Z</updated><title type='text'>Police on the Motorway and me wondering why ?</title><content type='html'>Travelling on the motorway almost everyday is becoming a real chore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i first began the commuting thing i had no choice and my head was usually in such a turmoil that i didnt really think about the time i spent behind the wheel... I needed that space and alone time to sort my head and plan ... NOW things are not the same and i some times fear for my life... never mind my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in saying that i do see some stuff when i am out driving, not to mention the fantastic cars that are out there on the British roads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week i was passed by a police convoy of four vehicles. They were in the outside lane moving at high speed... and all appeared to be armed. One was in front clearing the way with its lights flashing and siren going full tilt, it was follwed by a large Tactical Aid vehicle with two more cars, one of them bringing up the rear so to speak. I spent the rest of my journey wondering what or who needed to be moved at such speed and with that type of cover. I didnt see a police helicopter over head giving extra cover but i am still wondering today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111980759309935076?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111980759309935076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111980759309935076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111980759309935076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111980759309935076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/06/police-on-motorway-and-me-wondering.html' title='Police on the Motorway and me wondering why ?'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111770358432893128</id><published>2005-06-02T09:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-02T09:13:04.333Z</updated><title type='text'>When does a cocoon become a tool of suffocation ? numero 2</title><content type='html'>I think that some parents have no ability to judge when they cross that line... the one where the healthy balance in their childs life experience is lost in a blanket mentality of ... you better not go on that swing you might fall off... you are too young to ride your bicycle on the path, you had better stay on the grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when things like this happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.news.yahoo.com/050602/325/fk9ks.html"&gt;http://uk.news.yahoo.com/050602/325/fk9ks.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can blame a parent from wanting to lock their child away from such &lt;strong&gt;evil&lt;/strong&gt;... well what other word is there for it... and wrap them in a cocoon of blissful unawareness of the wickedness waiting for them in the neighbourhood or as in this case just in their own back garden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111770358432893128?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111770358432893128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111770358432893128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111770358432893128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111770358432893128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/06/when-does-cocoon-become-tool-of_02.html' title='When does a cocoon become a tool of suffocation ? numero 2'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111761885050424046</id><published>2005-06-01T09:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-01T09:40:50.510Z</updated><title type='text'>When does a cocoon become a tool of suffocation ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://painterlady.blogspot.com/2005/05/cocoons.html"&gt;http://painterlady.blogspot.com/2005/05/cocoons.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reply to the above blog post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a parent... and i do sheild my children from the realities of the world until they reach an age when i feel they can deal with the subject matter involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago (he was 7 coming up to 8) my son asked me about Rape... and sexual assualt... why you may ask... because he had seen an item on the news and it had bothered him... he wanted to understand what the news reader was talking about and why it was on every news bulletin... that was a day when the reality of the world came into his. I gave him a simple explanation and ensured he understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then i have had to explain many things to him including periods... and another p word that strikes fear into all parents hearts paedophille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can sheild our children up to a point. But the reality is that if we dont arm them with the knowledge they need to protect themselves and live in the world of today we do our children an injustice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111761885050424046?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111761885050424046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111761885050424046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111761885050424046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111761885050424046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/06/when-does-cocoon-become-tool-of.html' title='When does a cocoon become a tool of suffocation ?'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111711936609280217</id><published>2005-05-26T14:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-26T14:56:06.106Z</updated><title type='text'>poetry and form</title><content type='html'>poetry is a great love of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading other peoples poetry is always an eye opener and occaisionally an education...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my own writing is unstructured and i like it that way... Saying that i do think that we can all benefit from the writing styles of bygone days... the works of those such as TS Elliot and William Blake can teach us much... poetry has been around as long as mankind in one form or another... every language has been used to write poetry, the haiku and the gazal are two examples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every generation has written poetry to exercise their right to be heard and that is definately something every budding poet can learn from... myself included&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111711936609280217?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111711936609280217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>What is it that makes drivers think it is &lt;strong&gt;ok&lt;/strong&gt; to just pull out from what ever lane they are in without any form of indication&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt; making no effort to drive at the same speed as the poor sod that they have pulled out in front of and causing the driver to have to break ... which is fair enough if you are expecting it cos you have had some notice in the form of an indicator flashing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen so much bad and discourteoues driving today that i just had to vent my spleen... not since the idiot who was cruising nicely in the outside lane at a speed less than my own and who then refused to pull over so i could over take them have i sen such idiocy... i dealt with him by waitng for another car to come along that wanted to pass  and pulling out of their way ... whilst accelerating at the same time so that i was able to undertake the guy who was so set on obstructing my way ... and i know he was doing it deliberately... just cos my car is small in size doesnt mean that it has a small engine... unlike his penis... well i assume he was over compensating for something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111686217503828822?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111686217503828822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111686217503828822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111686217503828822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111686217503828822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/05/motorways.html' title='motorways'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111676677083392145</id><published>2005-05-22T12:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-22T12:59:30.833Z</updated><title type='text'>Share my sun</title><content type='html'>It is a sunny day&lt;br /&gt;i like the sun&lt;br /&gt;it sets my mood&lt;br /&gt;and takes me with a smile&lt;br /&gt;to happy places&lt;br /&gt;come visit with me&lt;br /&gt;and share my sun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111676677083392145?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7007655.post-111676667453250124</id><published>2005-05-22T12:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-22T12:57:54.533Z</updated><title type='text'>questions always questions</title><content type='html'>What do you see&lt;br /&gt;what do you think&lt;br /&gt;who am i&lt;br /&gt;who are you&lt;br /&gt;why are we&lt;br /&gt;why are you&lt;br /&gt;what do you see...&lt;br /&gt;when you look at me ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111676667453250124?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111676667453250124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111676667453250124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111676667453250124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111676667453250124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/05/questions-always-questions.html' title='questions always questions'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111676378685050768</id><published>2005-05-22T12:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-22T12:56:05.133Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does familiarity breed contempt ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very easy to take the people we meet every day in our lives for granted... and i know some may think that is such a cliche... but it is one that rings true far too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep looking at my life and wondering if i made some small changes ... what kind of impact would it have on those around me and i came to the conclusion that lots of little changes in my attitude to those i work with and my family and friends would and could matter a whole lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my work colleagues is very submissive... she does anything i ask and respects me far more than i deserve... or perhaps not... it depends who is judging i guess... She asks for my advice and i always strive to tell her what she needs to know... or if i dont have an answer i tell her and make an effort to find out what she needs to know... or give some thought to the advice she has sought and try to help... now she would be so easy to take for granted in so many ways ... and yet in reversing the roles we play in each others lives ... could i say that she takes my help and assisstance for granted... has it become something she expects ... something that she takes for granted ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be an ongoing train of thought... not sure of the destination... and i will try to keep a record of what i change and how i see it making a change to my life to others who cross my life path&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111676378685050768?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111676378685050768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111676378685050768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111676378685050768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111676378685050768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/05/does-familiarity-breed-contempt-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111468504806363055</id><published>2005-04-28T10:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-28T10:44:08.063Z</updated><title type='text'>I want I wish</title><content type='html'>I want butterflies&lt;br /&gt;I want the sun&lt;br /&gt;I want many things&lt;br /&gt;and then some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for rainbows&lt;br /&gt;to see sunshine&lt;br /&gt;through the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for icecream&lt;br /&gt;with honeycomb&lt;br /&gt;and chocolate sweet and plain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for daydrems&lt;br /&gt;that revitalise&lt;br /&gt;my hopes anew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for love&lt;br /&gt;with kisses&lt;br /&gt;that taste of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want happiness&lt;br /&gt;I want smiles&lt;br /&gt;I want many things&lt;br /&gt;and then some&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111468504806363055?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111468504806363055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111468504806363055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111468504806363055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111468504806363055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-want-i-wish.html' title='I want I wish'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111468472104205972</id><published>2005-04-28T10:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-28T10:38:41.043Z</updated><title type='text'>weather gripes</title><content type='html'>I have been feeling the effects of the ever changing weather... Just when my spirit has risen and the sun has taken its hold along comes a host of clouds bringing rain - grey  overcast skies and a down turn in the joys of life !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems to have been a consistant cycle  for the months of march and april and i hate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing more to add&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111468472104205972?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111468472104205972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111468472104205972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111468472104205972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111468472104205972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/04/weather-gripes.html' title='weather gripes'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111383670898936976</id><published>2005-04-18T14:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-18T15:05:08.990Z</updated><title type='text'>Saturday was Rocking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I went out... just me and my girlfriends... and it was fantastic !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Terrorvision... the music rocked.... well i know that was the idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It was the last night of a mini tour and the atmosphere was buzzing. We'd been looking forward to it for months and here we were in the queue waiting for the doors to open. Last time we got to see them was supposed to be their last ever gig and yet here we were waiting... and oh it was sooooo F**k**G worth it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my head is full of images and sounds and it is hard to put the words down to describe the high i am still intoxicated with and so i am going to post this... and come back later to rave about the performance and describe the throb and surge of the crowd as we moved as one to the thump of the bass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I only remember one down side... and that was the guy stood next to me at one point with a nylon top ... he was so hot and sweaty that as he jumped up and down i got a shower.... hate to think what of but you know i guess it goes with the territory or was it the half naked body of the guy with no shirt pressed into my face .... hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111383670898936976?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111383670898936976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111383670898936976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111383670898936976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111383670898936976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/04/saturday-was-rocking.html' title='Saturday was Rocking'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-111220128963081899</id><published>2005-03-30T16:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-30T16:48:09.633Z</updated><title type='text'>blog amiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-111220128963081899?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/111220128963081899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=111220128963081899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111220128963081899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/111220128963081899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-amiss.html' title='blog amiss'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-109760650908920817</id><published>2004-10-12T18:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-12T18:41:49.090Z</updated><title type='text'>What do you think ?</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wonder what it is about therapy that draws so many people in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand the kind of therapy that comes under the umberlla defined as counselling... when we have suffered a trauma of some kind or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen friends recover with the right kind of therapy/counselling and carry on with their lives with renewed vigor whe they were looking down a dark tunnel with no sign of a flicker at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the therapy that is used and abused by both therapist and client... that just fails to give me any understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking through your problems can be a great way of seeing through the murky mix that our thinking patterns can lead us into. But why talk to a stranger over and over again and pay them for the pleasure, i mean dont people have real friends anymore. Is true friendship and a true friend such a rarity in peoples lives today ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no answers... I have good friends who i help out when times get bad and they need a sane mind to talk to and in the same way they are there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has therapy taken the place of friendship ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments very welcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-109760650908920817?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/109760650908920817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=109760650908920817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/109760650908920817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/109760650908920817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-do-you-think.html' title='What do you think ?'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-109751564378599919</id><published>2004-10-11T17:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-11T17:27:23.786Z</updated><title type='text'>seeing double?</title><content type='html'>No you are not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted... and then posted again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time lapse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two perspectives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-109751564378599919?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/109751564378599919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=109751564378599919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/109751564378599919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/109751564378599919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/10/seeing-double.html' title='seeing double?'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-109751549298095387</id><published>2004-10-11T17:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-11T17:24:52.980Z</updated><title type='text'>time lapse</title><content type='html'>I have been remiss in visiting my blog... I visited my friends... been too lazy to stop by and post in my own... the urge to write has been lacking and as you can see the time has drifted past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days just drift&lt;br /&gt;as does my life&lt;br /&gt;away from all i know&lt;br /&gt;and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my participation&lt;br /&gt;immaterial&lt;br /&gt;to the daily&lt;br /&gt;grind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love lingers&lt;br /&gt;my heart still beating&lt;br /&gt;i will live&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days just drift&lt;br /&gt;as do i&lt;br /&gt;floating on lifes&lt;br /&gt;debris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-109751549298095387?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/109751549298095387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=109751549298095387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/109751549298095387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/109751549298095387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/10/time-lapse_11.html' title='time lapse'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-109751495288604565</id><published>2004-10-11T17:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-11T17:15:52.886Z</updated><title type='text'>time lapse</title><content type='html'>It has been some time since i stopped by and posted in my blog... very remiss of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read my friends blog often... and still fail to come here and post a few words... lazy me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days just drift&lt;br /&gt;as does my life&lt;br /&gt;away from all i know&lt;br /&gt;and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet here i am&lt;br /&gt;and life goes on&lt;br /&gt;my participation&lt;br /&gt;immaterial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love lingers on&lt;br /&gt;my heart&lt;br /&gt;doesnt stop beating&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days just drift&lt;br /&gt;and i with them&lt;br /&gt;changing lines &lt;div&gt;changing lanes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-109751495288604565?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/109751495288604565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=109751495288604565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/109751495288604565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/109751495288604565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/10/time-lapse.html' title='time lapse'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-109100931790797232</id><published>2004-07-28T10:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-28T10:08:37.906Z</updated><title type='text'>panic</title><content type='html'>I had a massive panic attack yesterday... it is so long since i put in an appearance down this way that i forgot my password.... and my username... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down at the pc this morning and just typed ... the words i needed came to me... panic was nowhere to be seen &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;phew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pulse was racing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood flowed fast&lt;br /&gt;hearts intensity&lt;br /&gt;flooding past&lt;br /&gt;remember&lt;br /&gt;remember&lt;br /&gt;breathe with me&lt;br /&gt;lungs need air&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;oxygen to feed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-109100931790797232?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/109100931790797232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=109100931790797232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/109100931790797232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/109100931790797232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/07/panic.html' title='panic'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108792949719430982</id><published>2004-06-22T18:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-22T18:38:17.193Z</updated><title type='text'>Fathers day</title><content type='html'>Had a great day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit my dad with my kids. I cooked dinner in my mums oven and we had a wonderful dessert of ice cream and strawberries in a shortbread basket. my mum created them... not forgetting the wonderful cream that she wrapped it all in. It really was mouth watering in the extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad tried to read his paper whilst the kids drew him pictures and mum and i caught up on all the family gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive home was quiet. My kids fell asleep and i listened to Toad the Wet Sprocket, so relaxing and yet the lyrics say so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108792949719430982?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108792949719430982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108792949719430982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108792949719430982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108792949719430982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/06/fathers-day.html' title='Fathers day'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108792907788256180</id><published>2004-06-22T18:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-22T18:31:17.883Z</updated><title type='text'>too busy</title><content type='html'>Wow... where have the days gone ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Englands final round last night... they won... the tension was high at times but the match was amazing. I did have to wonder if David Beckham had been especially chosen to receive all the fouls from the Croation team, but then they all headed for  Wayne Rooney and it was a case of hitting on the best of the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is busy this summer and my audit is coming around again... will those guys never leave us alone, why do i ask that ... hell i know the answer... NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108792907788256180?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108792907788256180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108792907788256180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108792907788256180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108792907788256180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/06/too-busy.html' title='too busy'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108687998511143660</id><published>2004-06-10T14:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-10T15:07:30.870Z</updated><title type='text'>Mid - Term</title><content type='html'>I had a week off with my kids... the holidays are time to do all the things they want, well just so long as they dont put me in the red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed off to see Harry Potter. We all enjoyed it and as i am the only one who still remembers what was in the book i was the only one who missed a little... They did a great job and the hours flew by... Then the children forced me into McDonalds. There were 2 adults and 7 children altogether. We had a fun time and that fruit yoghurt they do is divine... who'd have thought that McDonalds could do it, well obviously not me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a day out at the sea-side. Went to a place i havent been before on the east coast. The sky was blue and the sea was warm... i only paddled in the shallows but the children really made the most of the water... they must have been in there for more than two hours. I had to drag them out for regular applications of sun block. I caught the sun and my skin is finally looking brown instead of healthy !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108687998511143660?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108687998511143660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108687998511143660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108687998511143660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108687998511143660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/06/mid-term.html' title='Mid - Term'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108610165787088434</id><published>2004-06-01T14:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-06-01T14:54:17.870Z</updated><title type='text'>Purple blur</title><content type='html'>This weekend has been one long purple blur....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paint and the some more paint and now my little princess has her own purple palace... walls ceilings floor are all complementing each other in various hues with a touch of other influences found in the rug...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all we need is the new furniture and it is all set for habitation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108610165787088434?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108610165787088434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108610165787088434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108610165787088434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108610165787088434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/06/purple-blur.html' title='Purple blur'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108550879858285537</id><published>2004-05-25T18:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-26T14:48:51.823Z</updated><title type='text'>100mph</title><content type='html'>Had a bad moment on the way home today... I glanced at the speed dial and almost fainted... I was doing 100mph and hadn't even realised... so much for keeping up with the flow of the traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly pulled in and slowed down some... of course a white van flew past in a blur. Talk about cliches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "white van man" is such a powerful image that many companies now order their vehicles in colour and not the standard white, sad to think that white has so much power on four wheels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108550879858285537?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108550879858285537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108550879858285537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108550879858285537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108550879858285537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/05/100mph.html' title='100mph'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108524384719208297</id><published>2004-05-22T16:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-22T16:39:52.586Z</updated><title type='text'>Saturday is soccerday</title><content type='html'>The FA cup final was watched to day in my home as in many homes around the UK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends had a party and set up a screen with a scart link to the TV... beer and barbecue were all on call as the prematch warm up began with the usual suspects as commentators... Along with young Mr Owen looking cute in a shirt and tie that made him look even younger than he really is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The match was pretty even in the first half with Utd scoring finally before half time. Millwall were out played in the second half and although the spirit was keen the skills needed to beat Manchester Utd were not available. Dennis Wise may have made 4 previous appearances but the rest of the team were lucky to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will be celebrating into the night and the newspapers tomorrow will be full of little else. Millwall worked hard to gain their place and it is hoped that they will one day play in the final.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108524384719208297?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108524384719208297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108524384719208297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108524384719208297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108524384719208297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/05/saturday-is-soccerday.html' title='Saturday is soccerday'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-10851529086910155</id><published>2004-05-21T15:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-21T15:21:48.690Z</updated><title type='text'>Taxi</title><content type='html'>Just been browsing through some other blogspots and got distracted by the Andy Kaufman returns spot. Took me back to the late 70's sitting watching taxi with my mom and daydreaming about Tony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was shown the same night each week. She loved the show. We would sit side by side and laugh together. I know she still watches the re-runs when they come around. That was classic TV at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I outgrew Tony pretty soon. Took his picture off my wall and replaced him with a full size poster of Billy Idol. I still have that someplace ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-10851529086910155?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/10851529086910155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=10851529086910155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/10851529086910155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/10851529086910155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/05/taxi.html' title='Taxi'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108506921783686746</id><published>2004-05-20T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-20T16:06:57.836Z</updated><title type='text'>Perceptions</title><content type='html'>It only takes a few words to spill from the mouth and all perceptions can be changed. We so often speak without thought to the impact that our words are having on those who are in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is on my mind this week after seeing a friends view of another change in minutes and it filled me with sadness. Not because they were judging wrongly... or that they were judging at all, but because the impact of that change in perception wasn't noticed by the speaker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self perception is now something that I am trying to develop to a higher level... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108506921783686746?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108506921783686746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108506921783686746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108506921783686746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108506921783686746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/05/perceptions.html' title='Perceptions'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108480655810999246</id><published>2004-05-17T15:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-17T15:09:18.110Z</updated><title type='text'>Old friends</title><content type='html'>There are people in my life today that have been what I class as a real friend for more than 25 years. One friend in particular has been around for 30 years plus... Yes I know that is a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and I started school together. It was just after Christmas and we had both just celebrated our fifth birthdays. I had red shoes and hers were blue. We sat in the places allotted to us by the teacher, who looked so old but was probably only 25. We have been friends ever since. There have been years when we have only spoken once and exchanged birthday and Christmas cards but the love and trust that goes into our relationship has only ever grown stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I look for in all of my relationships.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108480655810999246?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108480655810999246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108480655810999246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108480655810999246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108480655810999246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/05/old-friends.html' title='Old friends'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108477291240940642</id><published>2004-05-17T05:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-17T05:48:32.410Z</updated><title type='text'>Thought follows thought</title><content type='html'>The mind spins thoughts and feelings and i am unsure of how to proceed... which direction to head in... so many subjects... guess i will leave it until i have had my third cup of tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108477291240940642?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108477291240940642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108477291240940642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108477291240940642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108477291240940642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/05/thought-follows-thought.html' title='Thought follows thought'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108474570303908347</id><published>2004-05-16T22:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-17T05:43:41.893Z</updated><title type='text'>The immediate past</title><content type='html'>The last three years have see many changes in my life. Choices are always difficult to make when they are thrust upon ones life at speed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt that it is a waste of my time regretting any of the decisions I make... That doesn't stop me from an occasional "what if?" I am &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; human after all, or so I have been told.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108474570303908347?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108474570303908347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108474570303908347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108474570303908347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108474570303908347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/05/immediate-past.html' title='The immediate past'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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-7007655.post-108472491687450047</id><published>2004-05-16T16:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-05-16T16:28:36.873Z</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning</title><content type='html'>It is hard to look back in life and spot the beginnings in all relationships. Those where love and lust are ignited are always with us and the anniversaries of when they began are often memorable events that carry us into the unknown. I love beginnings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birth and Death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are beginnings that offer such different pathways and yet the spiritual impact on the soul is equal for both. I have always enjoyed the celebration of birth with family and friends, but when a death occurs of someone who has touched our lives we all too often tend to remember them alone and forget to celebrate their life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently went to a funeral that could only be described as a celebration of a life. I only hope that my family and friends can celebrate my life with equal enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7007655-108472491687450047?l=lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/feeds/108472491687450047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7007655&amp;postID=108472491687450047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108472491687450047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7007655/posts/default/108472491687450047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandloveasseenbyjo.blogspot.com/2004/05/beginning.html' title='The Beginning'/><author><name>Jo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15275024917818915087</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></feed>
