<?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-42138997861615191</id><updated>2011-07-29T01:58:40.852-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Comfort Place</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-6917953144340901116</id><published>2010-05-04T19:46:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:46:12.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0iKLQlON8pU/S-CzVgk99wI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xrN9EnxxMH8/s1600/P5010019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0iKLQlON8pU/S-CzVgk99wI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xrN9EnxxMH8/s400/P5010019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467567129731397378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a kid! I couldn't be prouder of Marc. To know him is to love him. If you spent an hour with him you'd wonder if his degree was in Computer Science, Philosophy, English Literature, or Pre-law. He has a huge heart that's 100% pure gold and a disposition to match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He deserved a life surrounded by family in abundance who loved, encouraged, supported, praised, and burst with pride at all he did. He deserved grandparents who lived long enough to spoil him rotten and tell him he's a genius for every little thing he did. He deserved more than just my voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad that he and Brett are best friends and that they have each other. They make this mom so proud! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc should have heard more than his brother and I scream after his name was called at graduation -- AND THAT HE DID! Thank goodness for his wonderful, loving friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the greatest kids on earth! I'm one lucky mom! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could really see this video. I was just too excited and the camera went everywhere, but at least you can hear his friend's cheer, who, by the way, were on the other side of the Civic Center from Brett and I. The second screams are ours. 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href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6917953144340901116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=6917953144340901116' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/6917953144340901116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/6917953144340901116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2010/05/graduate.html' title='The Graduate'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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title='WHOA!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-7343396008053621474</id><published>2009-12-13T19:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T19:27:09.579-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons Greetings!</title><content type='html'>This is my favorite Seasons Greetings TV Spot of all time. I don't know why it's no longer shown, because it's as wonderful today as it was when I first saw it 43 years ago. To those who have never seen it, you're in for a treat. ~Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUWMjUjit_U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUWMjUjit_U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-7343396008053621474?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7343396008053621474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=7343396008053621474' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/7343396008053621474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/7343396008053621474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2009/12/seasons-greetings.html' title='Seasons Greetings!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-5166546026901138436</id><published>2009-08-15T12:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T12:34:37.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 40th, Woodstock!!</title><content type='html'>Great story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe height="339" width="425" src="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/22425001/vp/32394611#32394611" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:11px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #999; margin-top: 5px; background: transparent; text-align: center; width: 425px;"&gt;Visit msnbc.com for &lt;a style="text-decoration:none !important; border-bottom: 1px dotted #999 !important; font-weight:normal !important; height: 13px; color:#5799DB !important;" href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com"&gt;Breaking News&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3032507" style="text-decoration:none !important; border-bottom: 1px dotted #999 !important; font-weight:normal !important; height: 13px; color:#5799DB !important;"&gt;World News&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3032072" style="text-decoration:none !important; border-bottom: 1px dotted #999 !important; font-weight:normal !important; height: 13px; color:#5799DB !important;"&gt;News about the Economy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-5166546026901138436?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5166546026901138436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=5166546026901138436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/5166546026901138436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/5166546026901138436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-40th-woodstock.html' title='Happy 40th, Woodstock!!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-1032718104026607514</id><published>2009-04-22T20:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:14:16.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just My Opinion...</title><content type='html'>I wasn't even searching for Queen or Freddie Mercury today, but this came up just the same.  There is talented, super-talented ... and far above all that, there is gifted.  I personally define gifted as being born with an extreme and uncanny ability that comes from one's soul.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had I been searching, I probably would have picked a different song, but you get no argument from me on this one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freddie Mercury was absolutely gifted.  He is one of music's greatest losses, for he took too much of his legacy with him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my opinion...      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3xwCkhmies&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3xwCkhmies&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-1032718104026607514?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1032718104026607514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=1032718104026607514' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/1032718104026607514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/1032718104026607514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-my-opinion.html' title='Just My Opinion...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-3765105084530440797</id><published>2009-02-22T11:25:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T18:06:16.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Document Searches and Found Poetry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found this while searching for another document. I wrote it years ago. It was just a thought process that took my mind to a "what if" place one day. I'm not sure it can really be called poetry, but here it is no matter what you call it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell Me...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Why do you only look when you can touch?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you imagine when you can experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts can't touch the softness of my skin&lt;br /&gt;or feel how perfectly our lips meet.&lt;br /&gt;Your mind will never comprehend&lt;br /&gt;the sensation of having me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't experience the fire inside you&lt;br /&gt;as I explore you with my tongue,&lt;br /&gt;or feel the warmth of my mouth&lt;br /&gt;when I ultimately taste you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you feel me reach deep inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;to accept who you really are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share your curiosity&lt;br /&gt;and desire to explore,&lt;br /&gt;but you'll never smile at how playful I am&lt;br /&gt;or love how much fun life can be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you imagine when you can experience?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you only look when you can touch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-3765105084530440797?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/3765105084530440797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=3765105084530440797' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/3765105084530440797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/3765105084530440797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/document-searches-and-found-poetry.html' title='Document Searches and Found Poetry...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-5219433003707820657</id><published>2009-02-18T22:15:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:06:10.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Funny Like That Super Blow Out Party!!</title><content type='html'>Yes!!!!!!!!  It's Debby's last day of chemo tomorrow!!  Let's PAAAAAARTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debby, you're an inspiration to us all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A toast!!  To Debby!  You go girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooooooo hoooooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifesfunnylikethat.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks.html"&gt;Life&amp;#39;s Funny Like That: Thanks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-5219433003707820657?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='text/html' href='http://lifesfunnylikethat.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks.html' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/5219433003707820657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=5219433003707820657' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/5219433003707820657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/5219433003707820657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/lifes-funny-like-that-super-blow-out.html' title='Life&apos;s Funny Like That Super Blow Out Party!!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-368114222319847744</id><published>2009-02-08T20:37:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:18:22.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Fun Music...</title><content type='html'>~Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm Yours&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYhrYHmUPn0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LYhrYHmUPn0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you done done me and you bet I felt it&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted&lt;br /&gt;I fell right through the cracks, now I'm trying to get back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the cool done run out, I'll be giving it my bestest&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the music of the moment people, dance and sing&lt;br /&gt;We're just one big family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved loved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate, our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-d-do do you, but do you, d-d-do&lt;br /&gt;But do you want to come on&lt;br /&gt;Scooch on over closer dear&lt;br /&gt;And I will nibble your ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer&lt;br /&gt;But my breath fogged up the glass&lt;br /&gt;And so I drew a new face and I laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I be saying is there ain't no better reason&lt;br /&gt;To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons&lt;br /&gt;It's what we aim to do, our name is our virtue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on and open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;(I won't hesitate)&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;(No more, no more)&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours&lt;br /&gt;(It cannot wait, I'm sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please don't, there's no need&lt;br /&gt;(There's no need to complicate)&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;(Our time is short)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause our time is short&lt;br /&gt;(This is our fate)&lt;br /&gt;This is, this is, this is our fate&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;Oh, whoa, baby you believe I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;You best believe, best believe I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainbow Connection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0dtpCAq8H0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q0dtpCAq8H0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there so many &lt;br /&gt;Songs about Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;And whats on the other side&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows are visions&lt;br /&gt;but only Illusions&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows have nothing to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats so amazing&lt;br /&gt;That it keeps us star gazing&lt;br /&gt;And what do they think we might see&lt;br /&gt;Oh, someday we'll find it&lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow Connection&lt;br /&gt;The lovers, the dreamers, and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been half asleep&lt;br /&gt;And have you heard the voices&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've heard them calling my name&lt;br /&gt;Is this the sweet sound&lt;br /&gt;That calls the young sailors&lt;br /&gt;The voice might be one and the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it too many, many, many times to ignore it&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I think it may be&lt;br /&gt;Oh, someday we'll find it&lt;br /&gt;The Rainbow Connection&lt;br /&gt;The lovers, the dreamers and me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-368114222319847744?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/368114222319847744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=368114222319847744' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/368114222319847744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/368114222319847744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-comfort-place.html' title='Some Fun Music...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-791399567967470026</id><published>2008-12-09T10:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:09:22.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Very clever...</title><content type='html'>Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4wTg6YB2PRA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4wTg6YB2PRA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-791399567967470026?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/791399567967470026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=791399567967470026' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/791399567967470026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/791399567967470026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/12/very-clever.html' title='Very clever...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-4906579885151603954</id><published>2008-11-05T00:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:27:13.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah and Pass the Whiskey!</title><content type='html'>What a wonderful historical night!!  I'm bursting with pride!  I believed in this man from the get go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This land is our land - once again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Florida is beautifully blue tonight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Donna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-4906579885151603954?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4906579885151603954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=4906579885151603954' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/4906579885151603954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/4906579885151603954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/11/hallelujah-and-pass-whiskey.html' title='Hallelujah and Pass the Whiskey!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-8392513679342788292</id><published>2008-10-25T11:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T11:54:48.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For Your Listening Pleasure...</title><content type='html'>One of my H.S. Classmates posts some great stuff on Facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana Krall - Fly Me to the Moon &lt;br /&gt;Live with John Clayton &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qVCgf6_M7i4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qVCgf6_M7i4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-8392513679342788292?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8392513679342788292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=8392513679342788292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/8392513679342788292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/8392513679342788292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-your-listening-pleasure_25.html' title='For Your Listening Pleasure...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-1085568153341519380</id><published>2008-10-02T10:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:00:16.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Last Words</title><content type='html'>This Blogthing is hysterical!  Mine came up the same as last year.  (I guess some things never change!)  Have fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Famous Last Words Will Be:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/death3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I dunno, press the button and find out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatwillyourfamouslastwordsbequiz/"&gt;What Will Your Famous Last Words Be?&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/42138997861615191-1085568153341519380?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/1085568153341519380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=1085568153341519380' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/1085568153341519380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/1085568153341519380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/10/famous-last-words.html' title='Famous Last Words'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-6741864125964475639</id><published>2008-08-19T11:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:32:59.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ommmmm...</title><content type='html'>Interesting.  I like helping, but my biggest regret is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; being able to help as many people as I'd like.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go through withdrawals once I'm gone??  LOL!  I love it!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the Guru&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatroledoyouplayintheworldquiz/guru.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally good counselor. You are inspiring, encouraging, and compassionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are eager to help everyone who crosses your path, even those who don't want to be helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural healer. People feel at peace when they are with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You are so good for people, in fact, that they go through withdrawal once you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You quietly do your own thing, without openly resisting. You secretly try to fix every problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest regret is not being able to help as many people as you'd like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatroledoyouplayintheworldquiz/"&gt;What Role Do You Play?&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/42138997861615191-6741864125964475639?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6741864125964475639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=6741864125964475639' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/6741864125964475639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/6741864125964475639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/08/ommmmm.html' title='Ommmmm...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-8600201519881344070</id><published>2008-08-15T19:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:10:05.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasten Your Seat Belt, Boys...</title><content type='html'>I expected to hear, &lt;em&gt;You're a speed demon and a menace to society!  Someone should take your keys away!&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy going, laid back???  Ahahahahaha!  Not lately, anyway.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Driving Says About You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdoesyourdrivingsayaboutyouquiz/car.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are generally an easy going, laid back person. However, you can't help but feel a little jealous and competitive sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly aware person, but you can't help but make judgment errors from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very fair person. You treat everyone equally, even when it's difficult to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be a rather tense, grouchy person - but you try to maintain your dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have mixed feelings about authority figures. You understand their place, but you believe their power needs to be in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are focused and alert. You make sure that you are doing the right thing at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very responsible and conscientious person. You often consider the feelings and needs of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ego is a healthy size. You don't think you're more important than anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourdrivingsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Driving Say About 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/42138997861615191-8600201519881344070?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8600201519881344070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=8600201519881344070' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/8600201519881344070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/8600201519881344070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/08/fasten-your-seat-belt-boys.html' title='Fasten Your Seat Belt, Boys...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-2359277880174945345</id><published>2008-08-12T11:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T11:29:58.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Spirit of the Games!</title><content type='html'>This sounds right considering my athletic ability, or lack thereof!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Table Tennis really an Olympic sport?  I think I missed my calling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Table Tennis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatolympicsportareyouquiz/tabletennis.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a quick thinker and even quicker to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can anticipate an opponent's move and countermove easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to win quickly, so quickly that your rival doesn't realize that the game's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatolympicsportareyouquiz/"&gt;What Olympic Sport 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/42138997861615191-2359277880174945345?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2359277880174945345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=2359277880174945345' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/2359277880174945345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/2359277880174945345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-spirit-of-games.html' title='In the Spirit of the Games!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-6814442412721704949</id><published>2008-08-09T17:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:34:54.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Loving This!!</title><content type='html'>This only took me thirty tries!! (Kidding.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is taking advantage of me?? But ... but ... I removed the tattoo on my forehead that said, "It's okay to take advantage of me." Too many possibilities to be just one someone, but let me say that they &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; they have me fooled. Hahahahahaha!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no close friend who I lost contact with ... or maybe ... it's been so long I forget who he is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the last two paragraphs be true! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Playing Cards Tell About Your Future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/theplayingcardtest/cards.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now you are facing some major difficulties, especially in the financial arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions are currently tied to a sticky situation. Be careful - someone is taking advantage of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close friend who you've lost contact is ready to reconnect with you. And this new relationship is likely to be romantic in nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The near future will bring you peace, interesting travel, a simpler way of life, and eventually a deep partnership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware of being discouraged. A large business success or new love is finally coming your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theplayingcardtest/"&gt;The Playing Card 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/42138997861615191-6814442412721704949?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/6814442412721704949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=6814442412721704949' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/6814442412721704949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/6814442412721704949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-loving-this.html' title='I&apos;m Loving This!!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-2053109560252520363</id><published>2008-08-09T16:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T18:37:25.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Powerful?  Okay, If You Say So!</title><content type='html'>I have to wonder, if this is my result, what's Pam's?? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "one track mind" is highly inaccurate. I have too much on my mind to have a one track mind about anything! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell - is the last paragraph describing me, or am I being scolded??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Extremely Sexually Powerful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyousexuallypowerfulquiz/powerful-3.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sexual power is obvious - you don't do anything to hide your sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, if there's such a thing as a person with too much sexual power, it's you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life and thoughts are dominated by sex. And while it's good to be sexually liberated, you're starting to have a one track mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't always have to use your sexual power. There's more to human interaction than getting naked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyousexuallypowerfulquiz/"&gt;Are You Sexually Powerful?&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/42138997861615191-2053109560252520363?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/2053109560252520363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=2053109560252520363' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/2053109560252520363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/2053109560252520363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/08/powerful-okay-if-you-say-so.html' title='Powerful?  Okay, If You Say So!'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-7544029357411137819</id><published>2008-07-15T19:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:30:18.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Feeling's Oh So Strong...</title><content type='html'>I guess I'm in a blogthing mood.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Very Healthy Relationships&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/doyouhavehealthyrelationshipsquiz/relationships-3.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an amazing friend, partner, and family member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always take other people's feelings into account, and you're never selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your relationships are based on mutual respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You respect the people you love, and you only love people who respect you in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhavehealthyrelationshipsquiz/"&gt;Do You Have Healthy Relationships?&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/42138997861615191-7544029357411137819?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/7544029357411137819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=7544029357411137819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/7544029357411137819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/7544029357411137819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/07/feelings-oh-so-strong.html' title='The Feeling&apos;s Oh So Strong...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-4058659518578360584</id><published>2008-07-15T19:02:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:33:58.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blogthing With Me In Mind! :)</title><content type='html'>Being the sex goddess that I am, how could I resist this blogthing??  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect everyone of my sex goddess friends to post their results! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Bedroom Personality: Healthy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourbedroompersonalityquiz/healthy.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bedroom, you are open, honest, and giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the ideal partner in many ways! Anyone is lucky to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see physical intimacy as an opportunity to grow and connect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are up for experimentation, but you don't require it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbedroompersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Bedroom Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm ... actually, I do require it, just not every time!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-4058659518578360584?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/4058659518578360584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=4058659518578360584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/4058659518578360584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/4058659518578360584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/07/blogthing-with-me-in-mind.html' title='A Blogthing With Me In Mind! :)'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-8958576888332481237</id><published>2008-06-22T19:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:26:13.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring on the Rain...</title><content type='html'>I've often referred to this wonderful gem by JoDee Messina as my theme song. Right now it applies to the weather here in South Florida as well as my overly-stressed life.  I was recently given some new medication, which caused some side effects.  Unfortunately, I didn't attribute the side effects to the medication until two weeks later. I have this terrible habit of ignoring pain, fever, excessive bleeding, and other little stuff. I finally called the doctor's office on Friday advising them of my little annoyances. They told me to stop taking the medication and call them back on Monday to let them know how I feel. Say, why didn't I think of that?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The medication was definitely causing the problems, but I still feel like crap. I'm hoping it's just a matter of a few more days to get it out of my system. I'm tired of feeling like crap. It's adding to my stress, which is the last thing I need, especially now. I'll see what the doctor says tomorrow, but what I really want, is to wake up tomorrow morning feeling like a new person! I'll happily accept a healthy same-old person! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWYRfsjBNQk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWYRfsjBNQk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-8958576888332481237?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/8958576888332481237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=8958576888332481237' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/8958576888332481237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/8958576888332481237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/06/bring-on-rain.html' title='Bring on the Rain...'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42138997861615191.post-9132616868277155310</id><published>2008-06-21T22:17:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:46:13.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quid, I love you, but Bon Jovi and Roger Miller??</title><content type='html'>Until tonight, I never thought of myself as a music snob. After viewing Quid's choices of music videos, I felt compelled to post my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE!  I've just been informed Quid's choices had a theme of Summertime.  LOL!  I missed it because I was too busy thinking, "These are awful!  I didn't know George Benson could &lt;em&gt;be&lt;/em&gt; boring!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quid, sometimes it's best to forgo the themes and pay attention to the music!  Besides, mine were all recorded DURING the Summertime!  (I just made that up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I &lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt; a music snob.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the category of - (Sigh) I wish I had been there that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQNi17OV-sQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQNi17OV-sQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the category of jazz -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Uh3lHt8gHg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Uh3lHt8gHg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the category of a performance from long ago -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Qrjtr_uFac&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Qrjtr_uFac&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the category of this isn't a live perfomance, but it's as sexy as music can get -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lygdjTJKlGc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lygdjTJKlGc&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/42138997861615191-9132616868277155310?l=thecomfortplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/feeds/9132616868277155310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=42138997861615191&amp;postID=9132616868277155310' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/9132616868277155310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/42138997861615191/posts/default/9132616868277155310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thecomfortplace.blogspot.com/2008/06/quid-i-love-you-but-bon-jovi-and-roger.html' title='Quid, I love you, but Bon Jovi and Roger Miller??'/><author><name>Donna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01682276702374490664</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pFCJMGryPns/TYv_bL0HBBI/AAAAAAAAAHg/K4qkBSdJg_I/s220/done%2B%25284%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
