<?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-7605223</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:16:22.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketch-up</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16255126955689158997</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7605223.post-110549397666868316</id><published>2005-01-11T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T17:39:36.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>living to please someone else</title><content type='html'>"Finally brothers, we are instructed you how to live in order to please God, as in fact you are living.  Now, we ask and urge you in the Lord Jesus to do this more and more." 1 Thessalonians 4:1...As i read this verse over and over a challenge is made.  I am not called to live as am living now, this minute, this very second.  Every day i should strive harder and harder to live as Jesus did.  Already knowing this is a preschool lesson...it cannot hurt to be inspired again and again.  We are so busy and so involved in all of our activities...how often do I think about the standard and quality of my living.  How often do i think about raising the bar to living a godly life on a daily basis?  To be completely honest, not often enough.  In being human, we mess up everyday...but this should not stop us.  We are imperfect beings, but that still does not mean we have to dwell on this one fact.  Instead we can realize we are imperfect, but strive to be the complete opposite.  So we all should step up to the plate and plan to hit a homerun every time.  Raise the bar everyday.  Never let yourself be complacent. There is always room for improvement.  Strive to be more like our Maker today than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7605223-110549397666868316?l=brittanyhill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/feeds/110549397666868316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7605223&amp;postID=110549397666868316' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/110549397666868316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/110549397666868316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/2005/01/living-to-please-someone-else.html' title='living to please someone else'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16255126955689158997</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7605223.post-109081388564245478</id><published>2004-07-25T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T20:51:25.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why georgia why...</title><content type='html'>i am now in the great state of georgia for the second time in 3 weeks.&amp;nbsp; i am taking a vacation to visit the family down here.&amp;nbsp; all of my family lives here (both sides) so it makes traveling a little easier.&amp;nbsp; we embarked on our 8 hour journey this morning at 4am and made it here at noon.&amp;nbsp; since i have been here i have already seen both sets of grandparents, seen some cousins, ate like i was heaven, and watched the red sox vs. yankees game with some of shell's friends.&amp;nbsp; jesup is a small town atmosphere--everyone knows everyone.&amp;nbsp; if you do not know the person you pass...they are strangers to the town.&amp;nbsp; you have a couple of friends here but all the rest are relatives.&amp;nbsp; well there will be more stories to come.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; oh i almost forgot, i got to see hamp and jack today (my 2 favorite little tiny cousins)....well they are the light of my life.&amp;nbsp; they remind me how it is to be young again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; they go 99 to nothing all day long.&amp;nbsp; we played and played until they had to go to bed.&amp;nbsp; well that is all for today....lata &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/7605223-109081388564245478?l=brittanyhill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/feeds/109081388564245478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7605223&amp;postID=109081388564245478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/109081388564245478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/109081388564245478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/2004/07/why-georgia-why.html' title='why georgia why...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16255126955689158997</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-7605223.post-109070053755393011</id><published>2004-07-24T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T13:22:17.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if my heart had wings...</title><content type='html'>i would fly to daytona beach...if my heart had wings! remember that song...i made just a few minor changes.&amp;nbsp; i am finally back from the beach, arriving back at midnight last night after traveling 15 hours.&amp;nbsp; the trip was beyond words.&amp;nbsp; my 10th grade girls were a joy to have.&amp;nbsp; they brought back my high-school non-stop spunk.&amp;nbsp; brooklyn (my other condo "parent"), the girls, and I laughed, joked, but most importantly&amp;nbsp;learned more about&amp;nbsp;our wonderful,&amp;nbsp;mighty&amp;nbsp;Creator.&amp;nbsp; i was&amp;nbsp;challenged tremendously by 1&amp;nbsp;john 2 and voddie's words.&amp;nbsp; i realized that i need visit the Word more often&amp;nbsp;and memorize&amp;nbsp;a lot more scripture.&amp;nbsp; i think it is so neat to see the changes in your very own life after so long ago.&amp;nbsp; i look back to when i was a child, teenager, and where i am today.&amp;nbsp; God have moved in an amazing way.&amp;nbsp; He continually shapes, forms, and molds me into the person i am suppose to be.&amp;nbsp; i pray that i will never grow callous to His touch and take every change and pour it back into praise. in today's time, it is so easy to lose sight of what we really are here for.&amp;nbsp; we are here simply to bring more to Jesus (the Great Comission- Matthew 28:19).&amp;nbsp; well it is time to go unpack from the beach and pack-up again to go see the grandparents in jesup georgia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;shout out to all my girls from the beach and&amp;nbsp;bbc camp. natalie it was such a pleasure to&amp;nbsp;holla at you today!&amp;nbsp;i love you and miss you&amp;nbsp;dearly. ill see you so soon though.&amp;nbsp; get&amp;nbsp;ready for an memory filled&amp;nbsp;fl trip.&amp;nbsp; mad, my&amp;nbsp;other sis, you are super special to me.&amp;nbsp; i know we have not seen a whole bunch of each other this&amp;nbsp;summer...but get ready for some fun-lovin fl memories.&amp;nbsp; love all you guys!&amp;nbsp;&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/7605223-109070053755393011?l=brittanyhill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/feeds/109070053755393011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7605223&amp;postID=109070053755393011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/109070053755393011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/109070053755393011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/2004/07/if-my-heart-had-wings.html' title='if my heart had wings...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16255126955689158997</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-7605223.post-109020321273485972</id><published>2004-07-18T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T19:13:32.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>off and away i go...</title><content type='html'>to the beach i go...&amp;nbsp;just in a few hours i will be headed with the youth to daytona.&amp;nbsp; i am&amp;nbsp;excited and expecting the&amp;nbsp;God to move in a powerful way.&amp;nbsp; it is a&amp;nbsp;blessing that i actually get to go...because i&amp;nbsp;literally prayed myself to the beach.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;today has been a good day, but i cannot seem to&amp;nbsp;get enough&amp;nbsp;sleep.&amp;nbsp; i just finished packing an hour ago and it seems that i am already forgetting something.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;we are&amp;nbsp;pulling out at midnight and driving through the night and into tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; i think i&amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;spent more time on&amp;nbsp;a bus this summer than i have in all my life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; all my new york buddies know exactly&amp;nbsp;how i feel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;let me just&amp;nbsp;tell ya'll if you did not know--what&amp;nbsp;a might God we serve!&amp;nbsp; some of you know that i have been praying that God would move&amp;nbsp;in my relatives&amp;nbsp;(mom's side especially) since the beginning of the year.&amp;nbsp; and&amp;nbsp;let me tell you, he has in a&amp;nbsp;mighty way.&amp;nbsp; mom told me a total "God-story" that happened to her involving&amp;nbsp;her family while i was gone to nyc.&amp;nbsp; i have overheard stories and cannot help to praise our wonderful God&amp;nbsp;for what he&amp;nbsp;has done on that side of the family.&amp;nbsp; it is so wonderful and almost&amp;nbsp;impossible to tell you how He has&amp;nbsp;moved.&amp;nbsp; i could go on for pages but time does not allow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;i have one last thought before i leave...our pastor is preaching&amp;nbsp;a sermon sires called "extreme faith."&amp;nbsp; today he talked of noah and his&amp;nbsp;faith to&amp;nbsp;continue&amp;nbsp;and fulfill his mission building the ark. &lt;br /&gt;one thing that stuck&amp;nbsp;out was this quote...."every action should be dictated by permeating faith."&amp;nbsp; this is so true.&amp;nbsp; i think that&amp;nbsp;speaks for it self and needs&amp;nbsp;no explanation!&amp;nbsp; just remember&amp;nbsp;when times are bad, dark and&amp;nbsp;dreary and when times are bright, shiny, and could not be better that&amp;nbsp;"God&amp;nbsp;honors risk taking faith...when arks are built lives are saved."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &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/7605223-109020321273485972?l=brittanyhill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/feeds/109020321273485972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7605223&amp;postID=109020321273485972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/109020321273485972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/109020321273485972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/2004/07/off-and-away-i-go.html' title='off and away i go...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16255126955689158997</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-7605223.post-109012905900521434</id><published>2004-07-18T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T22:37:39.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i survived corn day...</title><content type='html'>oh you would know with only one day to spare between trip (atlanta and the beach) the hill house was sure to keep me on the go.&amp;nbsp; today was the annual corn day.&amp;nbsp; dad started the day by picking 534 ears of corn at 6:00am and the rest of the family was working at 7:00am to get it all shucked-n-silked.&amp;nbsp; let me tell you it was a process.&amp;nbsp; after silking (which by the way was&amp;nbsp;done&amp;nbsp;by me)&amp;nbsp;mom and&amp;nbsp;i blanche it. and then&amp;nbsp;after a&amp;nbsp;long&amp;nbsp;process of cooling we&amp;nbsp;cut it off the cob.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;we got completely done at&amp;nbsp;3:00pm with the 53 freezer bags of corn.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;this does not compare to our&amp;nbsp;1000 ears last year, but i assure you&amp;nbsp;this was enough to handle.&amp;nbsp; with only&amp;nbsp;3 people (justin got out of because he had to go to work at 10am) we&amp;nbsp;did make good time says dad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;his words were, "we have to be efficient"&amp;nbsp; after working&amp;nbsp;all day...what&amp;nbsp;could be a better&amp;nbsp;than shelling half a bushel of&amp;nbsp;beans.&amp;nbsp; oh yeah mom and i went at&amp;nbsp;shellin'&amp;nbsp;for a good while.&amp;nbsp; after&amp;nbsp;our fangers were&amp;nbsp;numb we decided that&amp;nbsp;dinner time was coming fast.&amp;nbsp; as you might have&amp;nbsp;guessed we ate&amp;nbsp;roasted corn and another garden things.&amp;nbsp; later tonight i met up with Brian at&amp;nbsp;starbucks to catch up. tommorrow i head out to&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;daytona beach&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;my church's youth camp.&amp;nbsp; i&amp;nbsp;can&amp;nbsp;say i definitely prayed myself to youth camp.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;more details and pictures are to come&amp;nbsp;with the atlanta trip. well&amp;nbsp;i better get some sleep before i&amp;nbsp;run slap out of energy.&amp;nbsp; chat at&amp;nbsp;ya'll later.&amp;nbsp; &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/7605223-109012905900521434?l=brittanyhill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/feeds/109012905900521434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7605223&amp;postID=109012905900521434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/109012905900521434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/109012905900521434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-survived-corn-day.html' title='i survived corn day...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16255126955689158997</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-7605223.post-108965076611783108</id><published>2004-07-12T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T09:46:06.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to atlanta...</title><content type='html'>What an eventful morning of running around like a chicken with my head cut off!  It is only 11:31am and i feel like ms. productive.  i have accomplished more in a couple hours than i would in a regular day.  i think it is the pre-trip last minute fret kicking in.  well i am off to Atlanta here a few.  Clair, Megan, Carmen, get ready because this is going to be in the running for the funnest trip of my life...even though i have not been yet.  i can't wait...many memeories lie ahead. &lt;br /&gt;over this summer God has definitely proved me wrong again.  I was really worried about a summer job as all you know.  I needed to make money and work a real job, but all searching seemed to stop and plans always feel through some how.  now i see the whole picture.  by not having a job i have been able to go on many trips.  and with the down time in between God has blessed me with work.  it may be working for a neighbor or housesitting a fish.  God has proved himself again.  God bless. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7605223-108965076611783108?l=brittanyhill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/feeds/108965076611783108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7605223&amp;postID=108965076611783108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/108965076611783108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/108965076611783108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/2004/07/welcome-to-atlanta.html' title='welcome to atlanta...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16255126955689158997</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-7605223.post-108961619244538852</id><published>2004-07-12T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T00:09:52.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1282/640/First%20night%20at%20Moasic.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/22/1282/320/First%20night%20at%20Moasic.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me...the creator of Ketch-up.  &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7605223-108961619244538852?l=brittanyhill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/feeds/108961619244538852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7605223&amp;postID=108961619244538852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/108961619244538852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/108961619244538852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/2004/07/this-is-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16255126955689158997</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-7605223.post-108961212560063036</id><published>2004-07-11T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T23:02:05.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a first for everything...</title><content type='html'>now i feel up to speed with technology since i have my very own blog. i can now write my own thoughts instead of reading other's only wishing i had a blog for myself.  who would have thought that Brittany would have a blog that she created all by her self.  nope, promise i had no help.  karyn, can you believe this?  ok i know what all of ya'll are thinking...what is the deal with the title.  well, let me explain now before all of you think i am weirdo. i know we are all on the go most of the time.  i try to keep up with alot of you guys, but sometimes it seems near possible with my schedule and yours--so this will be a "ketch-up" on my life.  i know ya'll are thinking a cheesy title...but i like it. i will try my best to keep ya'll and caught up and informed on what is going on.  well it's late for me so i am going to hit the hay.  i am out for atlanta tommorrow with Carmen, Clair, and Megan.  we are going to six flags, white water, and the braves game on thursday.  so ill get back soon. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7605223-108961212560063036?l=brittanyhill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/feeds/108961212560063036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7605223&amp;postID=108961212560063036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/108961212560063036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7605223/posts/default/108961212560063036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanyhill.blogspot.com/2004/07/first-for-everything.html' title='a first for everything...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16255126955689158997</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>
