<?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-35020450</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:01:49.302-06:00</updated><category term='year in review'/><category term='poem'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Chicago'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='engagement'/><title type='text'>By the Reed and The Willow</title><subtitle type='html'>“The Road goes ever on and on down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, and I must follow, if I can, pursuing it with eager feet, until it joins some larger way where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say.”</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-8303721121734848874</id><published>2007-11-20T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:37:04.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Front Fell off...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/8303721121734848874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=8303721121734848874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/8303721121734848874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/8303721121734848874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/11/front-fell-off.html' title='The Front Fell off...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-8071498095963440357</id><published>2007-10-23T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T14:14:51.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THat Internet Thing-Act Now!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/8071498095963440357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=8071498095963440357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/8071498095963440357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/8071498095963440357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/10/that-internet-thing-act-now.html' title='THat Internet Thing-Act Now!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-4556443608010589615</id><published>2007-08-20T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T15:14:16.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><summary type='text'>Your Birthdate: June 6You tend to be a the rock in relationships - people depend on you.Thoughtful and caring, you often put others needs first.You aren't content to help those you know... you want to give to the world.An idealist, you strive for positive change and dream about how much better things could be.Your strength: Your intuitionYour weakness: You put yourself lastYour power color: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/4556443608010589615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=4556443608010589615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/4556443608010589615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/4556443608010589615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/08/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-608153258236688785</id><published>2007-07-10T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:14:51.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a WHAT???</title><summary type='text'>Did you know that we now have 2 new hybrid breeds of dog?Yup, someone had the brilliant idea to breed a poodle with a labrador, and a poodle with a golden retriever.Gotta love this...it's called a goldendoodle.Yup-someone's brain cells were really working on this one...it's a labadoodle! A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of.~Ogden Nash </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/608153258236688785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=608153258236688785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/608153258236688785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/608153258236688785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-what.html' title='It&apos;s a WHAT???'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-5338430474336565908</id><published>2007-05-25T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:13:06.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week and A Day</title><summary type='text'>That's all that is left before, the big W-day!  I've had my moments... Good News!  My friend Taylor agreed to step-up and a bridesmaid.    Yay!  So, I am back up to 3 bridesmaids!  Her dress is done, we ended up starting from scratch on her dress.  All that is left on my dress to do is press it.  I had my last try-on last night.   Things are coming together-and it will be here before I know it!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/5338430474336565908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=5338430474336565908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/5338430474336565908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/5338430474336565908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/05/week-and-day.html' title='A Week and A Day'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-5241227968228427056</id><published>2007-05-16T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T09:19:10.348-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>There is no such thing as a perfect wedding...</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I admit, I thought my wedding was going to be different.  That we would have no mishaps or issues.  Well, that ideal was shattered with trying to get the tuxedos and Josh fitted with the right one.  Granted the place sorta redeemed themselves by bending over backwards to get his Groom's Try-On in during prom season.  But getting to that point was a major hassle.I found out from my printer, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/5241227968228427056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=5241227968228427056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/5241227968228427056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/5241227968228427056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/05/there-is-no-such-thing-as-perfect.html' title='There is no such thing as a perfect wedding...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-9158591488183249343</id><published>2007-05-11T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T13:12:31.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Christianity Futile?</title><summary type='text'>I recently had a conversation in the past week about becoming like Christ.  There was a comment made that got me thinking-about how we as Christians are living a double life.  We are to be like Christ and become like Him.  That it was something that we are to do, and that is how they have always been taught-that it was on us to be like Christ.  It made me sad to hear that, because it makes the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/9158591488183249343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=9158591488183249343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/9158591488183249343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/9158591488183249343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/05/is-christianity-futile.html' title='Is Christianity Futile?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-5104391770424264368</id><published>2007-04-27T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T14:06:53.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only Everyday Was Like This...</title><summary type='text'>I am sitting at my desk staring out the window, waiting for the day to finish. There are 2 things that make it extremely hard to work this afternoon.  One- it is gorgeous outside!  The temperature is just right, and the sun is shining.  Two- my mind is caught up in wedding stuff. I only have 5 weeks left before the wedding,and only 4 weeks before I get off for the wedding.  To say that my mind is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/5104391770424264368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=5104391770424264368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/5104391770424264368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/5104391770424264368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-only-everyday-was-like-this.html' title='If Only Everyday Was Like This...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-8160094743202146699</id><published>2007-04-23T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T14:12:08.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><summary type='text'>We got to see our engagement pictures.  While Jos and I have yet to sit down together and choose the ones we want printed, we do have a new one for our wedding website. Here are a couple to enjoy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/8160094743202146699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=8160094743202146699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/8160094743202146699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/8160094743202146699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/04/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0E1DHmakI/AAAAAAAAADA/PMuwF_Ig2pk/s72-c/engagement+pic_color.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-1185565111789657707</id><published>2007-04-16T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T15:06:31.685-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Auntie's Problem</title><summary type='text'>My junior year of college, I took a creative writing course.  One of the assignments was to do a found poem.  We had to go around for a week with a notepad and pen and write down different snippets of conversations that we heard, then take that and create a poem using the lines we wrote.I had so much fun with this, I wrote two, but I'll share just one.  And no-this  is not biographicalAuntie’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/1185565111789657707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=1185565111789657707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/1185565111789657707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/1185565111789657707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/04/aunties-problem.html' title='Auntie&apos;s Problem'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-6976174262914271981</id><published>2007-03-21T13:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T13:42:26.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Spring?</title><summary type='text'>Happy Spring everyone!  As of midnight last night, spring has officially arrived.  Can you tell?The sun is trying to break out here.Jos and I are in the midst of packing him up to get him moved by the end of the month.  It has been a busy month!  It started with signing a lease on our house, then packing almost every night, seeing our friends Wash and Zoe get married, and our own wedding </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/6976174262914271981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=6976174262914271981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/6976174262914271981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/6976174262914271981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-day-of-spring.html' title='First Day of Spring?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-4658506287648432790</id><published>2007-03-09T09:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T13:45:18.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Bud's for you...</title><summary type='text'>One of the things I have really enjoyed living here-is my commute into work.  I know it sounds crazy, but it is much prettier than my commute when I lived in Chicago. Why?My drive takes me past big lovely houses, which I would never be able to afford, beautifully landscaped gardens, and trees.  Right now the trees are budding and blooming, which makes for an even prettier drive with the mixture </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/4658506287648432790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=4658506287648432790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/4658506287648432790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/4658506287648432790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-buds-for-you.html' title='This Bud&apos;s for you...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-8112954753302823813</id><published>2007-02-26T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T21:22:14.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Browncoats</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/8112954753302823813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=8112954753302823813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/8112954753302823813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/8112954753302823813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-browncoats.html' title='For the Browncoats'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-3856253613945163177</id><published>2007-02-16T12:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T15:09:40.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Heard on the way to work this morning..</title><summary type='text'>What do you know about B Flat?  This is an interesting story about how it appears in nature around us.  The wonders of God go far beyond our imaginations.  Check it out here.Can a mortal ask questions which God finds unanswerable? Quite easily, I should think. All nonsensequestions are unanswerable. ~ C. S. Lewis</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/3856253613945163177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=3856253613945163177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/3856253613945163177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/3856253613945163177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-i-heard-on-way-to-work-this.html' title='What I Heard on the way to work this morning..'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-8737503935899286139</id><published>2007-02-14T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T14:41:13.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, Valentine's Day...</title><summary type='text'>...you know that "holiday" that singles avoid like a plague.  I know- been there.  Yup, normally wear black this day- just to rebel.   There is just something about being told you must celebrate love one day a year that gets me.  It's kind of like celebrating the birth of Jesus only December.As a kid Valentine's Day was the best.  At one of my schools (for I had many), we had a Valentine's Box </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/8737503935899286139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=8737503935899286139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/8737503935899286139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/8737503935899286139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/02/ah-valentines-day.html' title='Ah, Valentine&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-1225432868800220052</id><published>2007-02-02T11:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:30:45.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Bears!</title><summary type='text'>No doubt who I'll be routing for on Sunday!(All photos courtesy of Chicago Tribune)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/1225432868800220052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=1225432868800220052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/1225432868800220052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/1225432868800220052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/02/go-bears.html' title='Go Bears!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/RcN0ficffWI/AAAAAAAAACg/KC_Bh_2XQkQ/s72-c/27689600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-1367074625690490792</id><published>2007-01-31T09:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T10:41:20.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Is Ticking Away...</title><summary type='text'>I am always amazed how fast time flies.  I remember those endless days of summer back when I was a kid, of how time seemed to just drag.   What happened to those moments?  The ideal days of lemonade on the front porch at dusk, or swimming at night in our pool dogging the bats as they flew over head.  My best memories are of my five years of eternal summer (why summer is coming to mind I have no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/1367074625690490792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=1367074625690490792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/1367074625690490792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/1367074625690490792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-is-ticking-away.html' title='Time Is Ticking Away...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-7985387054946384516</id><published>2007-01-05T15:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T15:49:09.302-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='year in review'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><summary type='text'>Wow- it seems that 2006 flew by without me realizing it!  What a year it was too!  The year started out with a bang, though last New Year’s Eve (of 2005), I was asleep by 10 pm!  The first part of the year was filled with work and new projects that kept me quite busy.       At Easter, I flew up to visit my family and friends in Chicago.  It was the first time back for me since October 2005.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/7985387054946384516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=7985387054946384516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/7985387054946384516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/7985387054946384516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/RZ7EFMBsmwI/AAAAAAAAABE/2HSwxPZkBOo/s72-c/havana+street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-1953744282486652672</id><published>2006-12-26T21:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T16:40:05.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I really saw it....</title><summary type='text'>...in Garland, TX.  Imagine not knowing what was above you!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/1953744282486652672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=1953744282486652672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/1953744282486652672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/1953744282486652672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/12/yes-i-really-saw-it.html' title='Yes, I really saw it....'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/RZ7TpcBsm1I/AAAAAAAAACE/WFip76V3do0/s72-c/power%2Blines2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-7347692248299735240</id><published>2006-12-20T12:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T12:32:02.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok...I'll jump on the band wagon...</title><summary type='text'>I guess this really isn't much of a surprise if you really know me!Your results:You are Derrial Book (Shepherd)Even though you are holyyou have a mysterious past.You aren't married.     Derrial Book (Shepherd)                                      85%Kaylee Frye (Ship Mechanic)                             80%Malcolm Reynolds (Captain)                             75%Zoe Washburne (Second-in-command</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/7347692248299735240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=7347692248299735240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/7347692248299735240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/7347692248299735240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/12/okill-jump-on-band-wagon.html' title='Ok...I&apos;ll jump on the band wagon...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-973931769708295323</id><published>2006-12-08T10:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T10:58:45.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas of My Dreams...</title><summary type='text'>Gorgeous isn't it?This is what gets me into the Christmas Spirit.  Why in the world am I doing in Dallas then?  Well, because I only like the first snowfall of the season.  After 12 years in Chicago, by the next day, the snow was no longer white and pure, but black and slush.  Pleasant, eh?I dream of being a quintessential small town during the Christmas season.  There is just something romantic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/973931769708295323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=973931769708295323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/973931769708295323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/973931769708295323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-of-my-dreams.html' title='The Christmas of My Dreams...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/RXmX7B57wcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YRzMhtm3GgQ/s72-c/26776311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-4577800501917583143</id><published>2006-11-27T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T15:18:14.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Windy City</title><summary type='text'>This year, I got to go back to Chicago for Thanksgiving.  Last year I spent it here in Dallas, and it wasn't quite the same.We flew to Chicago, early Thanksgiving morning.  When I say early, I mean early.  I was up at 3:45am to get everything ready, and left the house at 4:35 am to pick up Jos.  We got to the airport a little before 6 am (good heavens, reminds me of my international travel times!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/4577800501917583143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=4577800501917583143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/4577800501917583143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/4577800501917583143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/11/windy-city.html' title='The Windy City'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-116361776511364961</id><published>2006-11-15T12:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T13:09:31.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buyer Beware- It's just wrong!</title><summary type='text'>As I am in the throws of Advent advertising, I was reminded of an original idea  that I had for Easter.  I thought it would be cool to do a step-by-step instruction sheet on how to create a Peep S'more (you know 'cause what is a peep?  it's all marshmellow- and if one has leftover chocolate bunny that makes for a great base, only thing lacking is the graham crackers!) .Now I had this idea back in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/116361776511364961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=116361776511364961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116361776511364961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116361776511364961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/11/buyer-beware-its-just-wrong.html' title='Buyer Beware- It&apos;s just wrong!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-116258962899865926</id><published>2006-11-03T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T15:33:49.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 More Days!</title><summary type='text'>Till the new Josh Groban cd comes out!  If you are a Grobanite, like me, you've been waiting a while for Josh to put out a new cd.  So mark your calendars- his new album comes out on Tuesday!  If you  would like a preview of the  songs go to his site and click this:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/116258962899865926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=116258962899865926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116258962899865926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116258962899865926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/11/4-more-days.html' title='4 More Days!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-116232341712815971</id><published>2006-10-31T13:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T13:36:57.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in Time</title><summary type='text'>...a little bit of goth for Halloween. Keep not your roses for my dead, cold brow the way is lonely, let me feel them now. ~Arabella Smith  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/116232341712815971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=116232341712815971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116232341712815971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116232341712815971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-in-time.html' title='Just in Time'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-116171041530705560</id><published>2006-10-24T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T12:20:15.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Real Beauty?</title><summary type='text'>Everyone knows that Hollywood and the glam industry portrays women as perfect and thin. It is hard not fall into the trap of thinking we need to fit into what is portrayed to the world to feel beautiful.One of the companies that I really have appreciated over the past couple of years who has taken a stand against this, is Dove. Their campaign for real beauty definitely caused controversy when it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/116171041530705560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=116171041530705560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116171041530705560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116171041530705560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-is-real-beauty_116171041530705560.html' title='What is Real Beauty?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-116110767556981884</id><published>2006-10-17T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:54:35.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's my Jettson-mobile?</title><summary type='text'>           HERE COMES THE FLYING BUS   |   Bohn Aluminum &amp; Brass, 1946   |Do you remember seeing the dreams of how our generation was going to travel?  We are supposed to be flying through the air with the greatest of ease (and comfort) all computer based, gosh we shouldn't even have to pay attention to the road!  It sure would make my commute a whole lot easier!  Then again- I am waiting for the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/116110767556981884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=116110767556981884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116110767556981884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116110767556981884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/10/wheres-my-jettson-mobile.html' title='Where&apos;s my Jettson-mobile?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-116074549637375961</id><published>2006-10-13T08:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T09:40:46.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..snow</title><summary type='text'>copyright  Chicago TribuneThat's right folks...it snowed in blustery Chicago yesterday.  Earliest significant (1/3 inch in downtown, 1.5 in Rockford and Palatine) snow fall on record!  My neice got to tightly pack snowballs yesterday and gently toss them at her 2 brothers.  So if you wake up this morning and think the weather is way too cold...first your crazy, but secondly you could be waking up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/116074549637375961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=116074549637375961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116074549637375961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116074549637375961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmmsnow.html' title='Hmm..snow'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-116066469669986222</id><published>2006-10-12T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T09:51:36.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For all you Matrix Fans</title><summary type='text'>Enjoy! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/116066469669986222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=116066469669986222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116066469669986222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116066469669986222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-all-you-matrix-fans.html' title='For all you Matrix Fans'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-116059391184647810</id><published>2006-10-11T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T14:11:51.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a tease!</title><summary type='text'>So could fall really be coming - bringing with it the autumn crispness?  I hope it does...then I wake up and realized that I am in Texas- where we only experience hot and the not so hot!Looking forward to fall is a force of habit for me.  The days of wrapping up in a blanket with a cup of hot cocoa, tea or hot apple cider, and watching the crimson leaves outside my window flutter back and forth </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/116059391184647810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=116059391184647810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116059391184647810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/116059391184647810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-tease.html' title='What a tease!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-115998473195200974</id><published>2006-10-04T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T12:58:51.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please pardon the dust</title><summary type='text'>Bear with me as I am learning CSS and HTML...the page may look a little off until I get it figured out.Thanks. "All that is gold does not glitter; not all those that wander are lost."  ~J. R. R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/115998473195200974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=115998473195200974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115998473195200974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115998473195200974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/10/please-pardon-dust.html' title='Please pardon the dust'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-115998025432744526</id><published>2006-10-04T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T11:00:47.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Confess: Part 1</title><summary type='text'>I can relate......with the Pat the hippo, when I am caught off guard. Spiders and I don't agree on many levels. To me-the only good spider is...a dead spider. Though I do keep a few around to take care of the other bugs. I can handle small spiders- they don't freak me out as much as the large ones do. While heaven may be pearly gates, golden roads, pain and tear-free- it will also be spider free!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/115998025432744526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=115998025432744526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115998025432744526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115998025432744526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-confess-part-1_04.html' title='I Confess: Part 1'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-115953574131465544</id><published>2006-09-29T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T08:15:41.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend Buddy</title><summary type='text'>Do you ever notice how God just works things together?  Nothing is coincidence with  Him.  Yesterday, I happen to take a call outside when, this beautiful spaniel runs past me.  Now dogs on our campus is not unusual, but normally, they are dragging their human behind.  This guy was free as a bird.  My first attempt to catch him failed miserably, but he came back to me after running in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/115953574131465544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=115953574131465544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115953574131465544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115953574131465544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-friend-buddy.html' title='My friend Buddy'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-115936362695014735</id><published>2006-09-27T08:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T08:50:11.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Death by Rubber Band</title><summary type='text'>"I guess it's not the most romantic way to die."Nor is it very clean death, as the corpses on my window sill give testamony to.   After working a in warehouse for 2 years, I became proficient in slaying flies by rubber band.  It is quite impressive actually, gross when they get decapitated.  But hey, at least they are dead.This morning one big ole fly was buzzing me...bad idea.  I hear that buzz,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/115936362695014735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=115936362695014735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115936362695014735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115936362695014735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/09/death-by-rubber-band_27.html' title='Death by Rubber Band'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-115923169797337822</id><published>2006-09-25T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T19:56:53.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Process of Cleaning</title><summary type='text'>When I was going through my stuff from the room swamp, I came across my folder from one of my favorite classes at Moody.  The class was creative writing, my teacher, Angela Brown. She was one of the best professors I had at MBI.  I enjoyed going to her and just talking.  So, I thought I'd post a few of the writings I did so many years ago over the next few days.Welcome to Sarajevo The ravages of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/115923169797337822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=115923169797337822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115923169797337822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115923169797337822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-process-of-cleaning.html' title='In the Process of Cleaning'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35020450.post-115923027179090669</id><published>2006-09-25T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T19:37:08.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One up for the USPS</title><summary type='text'>The journey has been long, what normally would take 3-4 days, this took over a year.  Today it arrived, an envelope with an old address.  The first one of its kind.  It was expected to arrive over a year ago.  It only goes to prove how much one has to love the USPS.  Today, I received my first forwarded piece of mail- the FIRST.  I moved over a year ago, filled out not only 1 but 2 Change of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/feeds/115923027179090669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35020450&amp;postID=115923027179090669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115923027179090669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35020450/posts/default/115923027179090669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reedandwillow.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-up-for-usps.html' title='One up for the USPS'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12966391806632368948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WyN_wCnYuTE/Ri0GGjHmalI/AAAAAAAAADI/7EbCDy2mNpA/s320/looking+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
