<?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-103737400794976004</id><updated>2011-07-28T03:49:36.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is for the graditude therepy that I am going into.  It is aimed at me and one other person.  But all are welcome.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-4617007676933884237</id><published>2009-10-06T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T06:44:30.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Till further notice...</title><content type='html'>...I won't be blogging here, as I am busy with the stories on Facebook.  Please go &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/profile.php?id=1246558018&amp;amp;ref=name"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt; to read those stories, in the "Notes" section off my profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not one of my Facebook friends, feel free to send me a request with "Blog reader" in the message.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-4617007676933884237?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/4617007676933884237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/10/till-further-notice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4617007676933884237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4617007676933884237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/10/till-further-notice.html' title='Till further notice...'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-1910230067523722729</id><published>2009-10-04T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:30:34.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10/4/09</title><content type='html'>1. That Miriam let me sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;2. That she can play happily by herself.  So I can sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can sleep in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-1910230067523722729?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/1910230067523722729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/10/10409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1910230067523722729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1910230067523722729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/10/10409.html' title='10/4/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-5817529488179561126</id><published>2009-10-01T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:59:17.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10/1/09</title><content type='html'>1. That the flood at the library was not nearly as bad as it could have been.&lt;br /&gt;2. That I can buy one song at a time on Amazon.  No more buying entire albums for just one song!&lt;br /&gt;3. That I'm good in an emergency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-5817529488179561126?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/5817529488179561126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/10/10109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5817529488179561126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5817529488179561126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/10/10109.html' title='10/1/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-8938383656179362934</id><published>2009-09-30T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:03:17.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/30/09</title><content type='html'>1. For reasonable and understanding parents, who are being very good about something they have every right to be upset about.&lt;br /&gt;2. For a three-paycheck month!&lt;br /&gt;3. That I was able to save some very, very old files (which will start showing up on Facebook 10/1).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-8938383656179362934?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/8938383656179362934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/93009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8938383656179362934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8938383656179362934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/93009.html' title='9/30/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-5233585816791805033</id><published>2009-09-29T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:49:57.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/29/09</title><content type='html'>1. Again, for my friendship with Ellen...who sent me a surprise care package full of chocolates, Spongebob stuff, tea and even a present for Miriam.&lt;br /&gt;2. That home theater has not replaced cinemas...and that real movie popcorn is still available.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I did not once raise my voice tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-5233585816791805033?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/5233585816791805033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5233585816791805033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5233585816791805033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92909.html' title='9/29/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-5091305976171217076</id><published>2009-09-28T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:07:29.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/28/09</title><content type='html'>1. That autumn has finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;2. For seven good years with Frippen. Good boy, Frippen.&lt;br /&gt;3. That, of all the titles and awards I've earned and received, I finally got the one I wanted most: "Daddy."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-5091305976171217076?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/5091305976171217076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92809.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5091305976171217076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5091305976171217076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92809.html' title='9/28/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-1583036609466173175</id><published>2009-09-27T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:29:07.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/27/09</title><content type='html'>1. For the gracious companionship of my ren fair buddy, Liz.  She made the 471 mile round trip worth it.&lt;br /&gt;2. Honestly, for ren fairs: attending them helps me focus on my life of spiritual chivalry.&lt;br /&gt;3. I look good in green.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-1583036609466173175?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/1583036609466173175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1583036609466173175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1583036609466173175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92709.html' title='9/27/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-8101429461524324314</id><published>2009-09-25T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T20:28:10.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/25/09</title><content type='html'>1. For my new friend, Kate.&lt;br /&gt;2. For the chance to fix many things, with many people.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I have a desire to tell stories, and the ability to tell them well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-8101429461524324314?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/8101429461524324314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8101429461524324314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8101429461524324314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92509.html' title='9/25/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-1911414395132692395</id><published>2009-09-25T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T05:17:02.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/24/09</title><content type='html'>1. That counseling has begun...and they don't think that I need medication!&lt;br /&gt;2. To whomever invented "Rock Band."  Apparently, I really am supposed to be a bass player.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I had begun the healing process on my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-1911414395132692395?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/1911414395132692395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92409.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1911414395132692395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1911414395132692395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92409.html' title='9/24/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-6467018994467339294</id><published>2009-09-23T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T18:48:53.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/23/09</title><content type='html'>1. For a smooth running day when were very short handed.&lt;br /&gt;2. For two separate groups of medievalist geeks-both of whom miss me.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can still make friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-6467018994467339294?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/6467018994467339294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/6467018994467339294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/6467018994467339294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92309.html' title='9/23/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-4791045728058260449</id><published>2009-09-22T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:37:32.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/22/09</title><content type='html'>1. For the October 2009 issue of &lt;em&gt;Nick &lt;/em&gt;magazine.  There's a very funny Bob Dylan reference in one of the Spongebob cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;2. That I have a school counselor that has no vested interest in whether or not I stay with the program.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can still be friendly and helpful to the library patrons.  Which ain't easy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-4791045728058260449?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/4791045728058260449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4791045728058260449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4791045728058260449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92209.html' title='9/22/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-1660091592589988354</id><published>2009-09-21T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T20:25:52.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/21/09</title><content type='html'>1. That I no longer have to decide between paying bills or buying food.&lt;br /&gt;2. That it is too cold in northern Minnesota for roaches!&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can easily go for a walk, even when driving makes more sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-1660091592589988354?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/1660091592589988354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92109.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1660091592589988354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1660091592589988354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92109.html' title='9/21/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-927972282592273588</id><published>2009-09-20T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:40:31.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/20/09</title><content type='html'>1. That I got my first 90% in &lt;em&gt;Rock Band&lt;/em&gt; (bass, "Roxanne")&lt;br /&gt;2. For Cathy, who is very far away, but still right beside me.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can talk myself out of expensive, non-essential purchases (so there is more money for lots of little ones...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-927972282592273588?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/927972282592273588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/927972282592273588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/927972282592273588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/92009.html' title='9/20/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-5414504425249561674</id><published>2009-09-20T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T11:02:52.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/19/09</title><content type='html'>1. That I was able to return the router.&lt;br /&gt;2. That Miriam has friends in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Regardless of my emotional condition, I'm physically healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-5414504425249561674?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/5414504425249561674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/91909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5414504425249561674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5414504425249561674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/91909.html' title='9/19/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-1666277154938337146</id><published>2009-09-19T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T11:03:36.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/18/09</title><content type='html'>1. That my training was good, but that my aim was bad.&lt;br /&gt;2. That Miriam may not have to deal with the &lt;a href="http://kai03.qwest.com/WindowsLive/Media/News/NewsDetail.aspx?cat=National&amp;amp;id=D9AQCL1G1@news.ap.org&amp;amp;client=gadget&amp;amp;qid=E6F304E1F2FEDC8A384B2C67FFFFFFFF"&gt;nightmare of cursive writing &lt;/a&gt;like I did.&lt;br /&gt;3. That my knees and ankles are healthy and can recover easily from running.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-1666277154938337146?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/1666277154938337146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/51809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1666277154938337146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1666277154938337146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/51809.html' title='9/18/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-1207576233679224603</id><published>2009-09-17T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T19:03:14.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/17/09</title><content type='html'>1. That my buddy Jen did not lose her job.&lt;br /&gt;2. That I may still be able to unload the house in Wichita without going into foreclosure AND be able to settle the 2nd mortgage.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I am charming and amusing to women of all ages, babies to grannies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-1207576233679224603?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/1207576233679224603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/91709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1207576233679224603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1207576233679224603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/91709.html' title='9/17/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-8087970987147704286</id><published>2009-09-16T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T11:33:24.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9/16/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SrEtdUC6UFI/AAAAAAAAAlI/VQEHhWOF9_4/s1600-h/little+brown+bat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382133011304829010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SrEtdUC6UFI/AAAAAAAAAlI/VQEHhWOF9_4/s200/little+brown+bat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. For a chance and wonderful encounter with this furry, winged fellow, who not only trusted but seemed genuinely grateful for some help from the primate in the ugly shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. That I have a great boss, who understands and is willing to talk (and cut me some slack).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. That I haven't lost the ability to laugh (Thanks especially to Lee, Chuck, Charlie, Jon, Angus and Conchata).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-8087970987147704286?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/8087970987147704286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/91609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8087970987147704286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8087970987147704286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/91609.html' title='9/16/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SrEtdUC6UFI/AAAAAAAAAlI/VQEHhWOF9_4/s72-c/little+brown+bat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-465793050782240624</id><published>2009-09-15T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T12:27:08.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have returned!</title><content type='html'>1. That Melissa and I ironed out the issues from Labor Day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;2. That Miriam, really, really, REALLY likes pre-school.&lt;br /&gt;3. That, no matter how close I get to the edge, I never allow myself to go over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-465793050782240624?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/465793050782240624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-returned.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/465793050782240624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/465793050782240624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-returned.html' title='I have returned!'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-2820436606731180334</id><published>2009-05-09T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:06:13.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/9/09</title><content type='html'>1. That my eBay items sold!&lt;br /&gt;2. That Miriam can now carry on a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I have earned the respect of a new community.&lt;br /&gt;4. 1 mile (this is going to take a while...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-2820436606731180334?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/2820436606731180334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/2820436606731180334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/2820436606731180334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5909.html' title='5/9/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-7784375302375658450</id><published>2009-05-08T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:44:14.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/8/09</title><content type='html'>1. For some really fun kids at story time today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SgSX6QSWx5I/AAAAAAAAAlA/AoNLBMn7Jfs/s1600-h/pepsi.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333554885773674386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SgSX6QSWx5I/AAAAAAAAAlA/AoNLBMn7Jfs/s320/pepsi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially from the fountain with ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. That, apparently, I still have some things to offer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-7784375302375658450?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/7784375302375658450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/7784375302375658450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/7784375302375658450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5809.html' title='5/8/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SgSX6QSWx5I/AAAAAAAAAlA/AoNLBMn7Jfs/s72-c/pepsi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-4081941731818410699</id><published>2009-05-07T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:13:51.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/7/09</title><content type='html'>1. For some new direction on the PhD.  Though it was a dead end.&lt;br /&gt;2. That sometimes it is very quiet at the library.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I am recovering from my running better than I did 7 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;4. Speaking of which: 1 mile (with a brutal headwind).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-4081941731818410699?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/4081941731818410699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4081941731818410699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4081941731818410699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5709.html' title='5/7/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-3617019522252808156</id><published>2009-05-06T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T18:15:42.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/6/09</title><content type='html'>1. That Ruth made a call in an attempt to save my academic future.&lt;br /&gt;2. For soap bubbles. Otherwise, yesterday would have been even worse.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm actually pretty good at my job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-3617019522252808156?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/3617019522252808156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3617019522252808156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3617019522252808156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5609.html' title='5/6/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-6685633597292085259</id><published>2009-05-06T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T18:13:27.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/5/09</title><content type='html'>Today sucked, but:&lt;br /&gt;4. 1 mile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-6685633597292085259?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/6685633597292085259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/6685633597292085259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/6685633597292085259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5509.html' title='5/5/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-955524668098572583</id><published>2009-05-04T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:33:17.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/4/09</title><content type='html'>1. For the end of a very long day that started badly.  But ended quietly.&lt;br /&gt;2. For all the far-away places that I have seen.&lt;br /&gt;3. For knowing I can live without her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-955524668098572583?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/955524668098572583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/955524668098572583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/955524668098572583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5409.html' title='5/4/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-5852341863669885256</id><published>2009-05-03T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:26:43.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/3/09</title><content type='html'>1. That Cole came home a little early to help put Miri to bed.&lt;br /&gt;2. For the aura borialis. Very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can run a mile.  So...&lt;br /&gt;4. Back at it. 1 mile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-5852341863669885256?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/5852341863669885256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5852341863669885256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5852341863669885256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5309.html' title='5/3/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-4210585325657577403</id><published>2009-05-02T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:49:21.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/2/09</title><content type='html'>1. That I got a chance to go out with my family and have some fun without an extra person being there.&lt;br /&gt;2. For cellular technology.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can follow directions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-4210585325657577403?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/4210585325657577403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4210585325657577403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4210585325657577403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5209.html' title='5/2/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-2766545303922303861</id><published>2009-05-01T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:48:27.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5/1/09 (May Day; or Beltane; or Lei Day; or International Worker's Day; or St. James the Less's Day; or whatever.)</title><content type='html'>1. For a seemingly sincere connection from an unreliable source.&lt;br /&gt;2. For all those that fought and died, who stood watch, so that I may be free.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I am strong enough when I am alone that my friends want to help me when I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-2766545303922303861?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/2766545303922303861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5109-may-day-or-beltane-or-lei-day-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/2766545303922303861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/2766545303922303861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/05/5109-may-day-or-beltane-or-lei-day-or.html' title='5/1/09 (May Day; or Beltane; or Lei Day; or International Worker&apos;s Day; or St. James the Less&apos;s Day; or whatever.)'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-3394439621202862191</id><published>2009-04-30T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:05:57.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/30/09</title><content type='html'>1. That I got something useful out of today's leadership training class.&lt;br /&gt;2. That the sound of storms relaxes me.&lt;br /&gt;3.  That I can walk long distances.  Walking helps me think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-3394439621202862191?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/3394439621202862191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/43009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3394439621202862191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3394439621202862191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/43009.html' title='4/30/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-615876666104191622</id><published>2009-04-29T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:56:08.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/29/09</title><content type='html'>1. That it is raining.  This town needed a bath.&lt;br /&gt;2. That Cole has a good job now.&lt;br /&gt;3.That I didn't scare Jodi.&lt;br /&gt;4. No running this week.  I'm alone with Miri and need to rest my driver's side Achille's tendon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-615876666104191622?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/615876666104191622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/615876666104191622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/615876666104191622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42909.html' title='4/29/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-5015637916502356618</id><published>2009-04-28T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:27:59.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/28/09</title><content type='html'>1. That my boss stood up for me when I enforced policy, which would have never happened in Wichita.&lt;br /&gt;2. That someone I was once very in love with said I was the only really noble person she had ever met.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can walk very long distances.  Someday, I'll walk across this country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-5015637916502356618?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/5015637916502356618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5015637916502356618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5015637916502356618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42809.html' title='4/28/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-2806087658214875732</id><published>2009-04-27T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:40:25.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/27/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SfZsGS0Pb5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/XIfBlQXmp0Y/s1600-h/knight_and_lady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329566064425529234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SfZsGS0Pb5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/XIfBlQXmp0Y/s320/knight_and_lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I'm glad that abusive jackass didn't take a swing at me today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. For cheesy romantic art like the item to the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I've finally worked up the courage to tell my parents what's been happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-2806087658214875732?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/2806087658214875732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/2806087658214875732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/2806087658214875732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42709.html' title='4/27/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SfZsGS0Pb5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/XIfBlQXmp0Y/s72-c/knight_and_lady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-6716050747268682238</id><published>2009-04-26T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:24:27.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/26/09</title><content type='html'>1. That I was able to get my running finished before it rained.&lt;br /&gt;2. For the perspective of history.  Sure I'm depressed, but at least I don't have to run a country during a civil war and figure out how to free the slaves while being depressed.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can survive, even when I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;4. 1 mile. Still ugly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-6716050747268682238?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/6716050747268682238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/6716050747268682238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/6716050747268682238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42609.html' title='4/26/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-8816139837588590659</id><published>2009-04-25T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T16:14:29.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/25/09</title><content type='html'>1. For Ambien.  For the first time weeks, I had an entire night's sleep. And a nap.&lt;br /&gt;2. For Specks, Jacques, Shyless, Wolfgang and Hans.  Good dogs all.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can tell a story well.&lt;br /&gt;4. 1 mile.  It was ugly, but I did it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-8816139837588590659?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/8816139837588590659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8816139837588590659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8816139837588590659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42509.html' title='4/25/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-5565703674850783293</id><published>2009-04-23T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:59:39.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/23/09 (St. George's Day)</title><content type='html'>1. For Jodi, Denise, Sarita, Jeff, Ellen, Sandra and Jenn, who chatted and talked to me today; my worst day in some time.&lt;br /&gt;2. For St. George, patron saint of soldiers, boy scouts, chivalry, England and the Order of the Garter, all of which are important to me. Today is his day.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I have the courage to be by myself.&lt;br /&gt;4. 1 mile.  I am going to work on a solid mile before I push any harder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-5565703674850783293?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/5565703674850783293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42309-st-georges-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5565703674850783293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5565703674850783293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42309-st-georges-day.html' title='4/23/09 (St. George&apos;s Day)'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-4820724481348278266</id><published>2009-04-22T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T16:14:49.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/22/09</title><content type='html'>1. That the TV Toss went well.&lt;br /&gt;2. For the fact that I carried a torch for 25 years. Some may see that as very sad, but to me, it shows strong evidence of emotional commitment.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I kept off the 15 pounds I lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-4820724481348278266?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/4820724481348278266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4820724481348278266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4820724481348278266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42209.html' title='4/22/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-8659030815391167665</id><published>2009-04-21T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:45:03.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/21/09</title><content type='html'>1. That I was accepted at &lt;a href="http://www.capella.edu/"&gt;Capella&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. That there are people out there who are willing, and sometimes even able, to travel a long distance just to make sure I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;3. As bad as it is, I can still get up and live every day.&lt;br /&gt;4. 1+ miles (and I found a $10 bill on the sidewalk!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-8659030815391167665?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/8659030815391167665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8659030815391167665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8659030815391167665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42109.html' title='4/21/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-3304549680374292196</id><published>2009-04-20T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:08:40.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/20/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1. That Cole sat quietly and listened to me last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. That I live in a country that allows me to travel about as I please. Only gas money can hold me back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SezkJFCAeeI/AAAAAAAAAjw/XgRY6FHwZd4/s1600-h/eagle-scout-medal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326883303893006818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SezkJFCAeeI/AAAAAAAAAjw/XgRY6FHwZd4/s320/eagle-scout-medal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-3304549680374292196?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/3304549680374292196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3304549680374292196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3304549680374292196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/42009.html' title='4/20/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SezkJFCAeeI/AAAAAAAAAjw/XgRY6FHwZd4/s72-c/eagle-scout-medal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-8810056333892286811</id><published>2009-04-19T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:19:52.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/19/09</title><content type='html'>1. That Miriam took a rare afternoon nap, giving me the opportunity to fill out the application for Capella University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. That I didn't have to grow up near my cousins. Really, I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. For enough self-discipline to get the things done that need to get done. And the ability to judge what those things are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 1 mile.  Hey, its a start!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-8810056333892286811?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/8810056333892286811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8810056333892286811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8810056333892286811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41909.html' title='4/19/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-3771303821684860030</id><published>2009-04-18T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T16:47:48.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/18/09</title><content type='html'>1. For 10 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;2. For Ellen, who has stayed my friend all these years, regardless of our bad ending and my baggage.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I still have all my hair, with just a little grey at the temples.&lt;br /&gt;4. Running begins tomorrow evening.  I'll be thrilled to get even ONE mile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-3771303821684860030?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/3771303821684860030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3771303821684860030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3771303821684860030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41809.html' title='4/18/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-8189832071806895887</id><published>2009-04-18T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T16:42:49.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/17/08</title><content type='html'>Nothing from the 17th.  I had a horrifying anxiety attack in the afternoon on the 16th, which I medicated but apparently did not go away.  It came back at bedtime and I couldn't take any more meds.  So, no sleep for 41 hours.  It was all I could do to stay alert at work and with Miriam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-8189832071806895887?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/8189832071806895887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41708.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8189832071806895887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8189832071806895887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41708.html' title='4/17/08'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-4681328792893794952</id><published>2009-04-17T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T06:55:24.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marathon man</title><content type='html'>According to my training book, the first 3 miles are the toughest for non-runners.  Once that threshold is reached, the longer distances become easier.  I have mapped out a 1.5 mile course and will begin running it this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on days that I run, I will have an item #4: distance run that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-4681328792893794952?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/4681328792893794952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/marathon-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4681328792893794952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4681328792893794952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/marathon-man.html' title='Marathon man'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-1638677947483619000</id><published>2009-04-16T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T14:33:31.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/16/09</title><content type='html'>1. For Yahoo! Messenger and an amazing stroke of luck.&lt;br /&gt;2. The amazing document which is the Constitution, and that we haven't screwed with very much.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I recognize management fads for just that: fads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-1638677947483619000?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/1638677947483619000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1638677947483619000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1638677947483619000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41609.html' title='4/16/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-2575503677353544514</id><published>2009-04-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:38:29.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/15/09</title><content type='html'>1. That Frippen didn't hear Cole come in last night.  If he had, there would have been a fit of barking at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;2. That I have a job that gives me opportunities to leave the building.&lt;br /&gt;3. I apparently flirt very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-2575503677353544514?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/2575503677353544514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/2575503677353544514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/2575503677353544514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41509.html' title='4/15/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-4206394816170523334</id><published>2009-04-14T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:53:21.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/14/09</title><content type='html'>1. For Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;2. For Allerton Park, the only place I've ever called "magical."&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can laugh, even now. "Two and Half Men" is really funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-4206394816170523334?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/4206394816170523334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/1_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4206394816170523334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/4206394816170523334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/1_14.html' title='4/14/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-3782085235544844295</id><published>2009-04-14T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:57:02.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/13/09</title><content type='html'>1. That the last of the Summer Reading Program planning is coming together.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SeT39CbO1fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Di_gRAB_J80/s1600-h/mirispoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324653287453939186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SeT39CbO1fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Di_gRAB_J80/s320/mirispoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3. I have writing skills that are in demand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-3782085235544844295?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/3782085235544844295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3782085235544844295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3782085235544844295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41309.html' title='4/13/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/SeT39CbO1fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Di_gRAB_J80/s72-c/mirispoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-1208069159652808984</id><published>2009-04-13T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T07:12:55.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/12/09 (Easter Sunday)</title><content type='html'>1. For an empty town and an empty church, which made for a peaceful walk.&lt;br /&gt;2. That I discovered the poems of Thomas Wyatt.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I "look like a knight."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-1208069159652808984?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/1208069159652808984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41209-easter-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1208069159652808984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1208069159652808984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41209-easter-sunday.html' title='4/12/09 (Easter Sunday)'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-545201385556490074</id><published>2009-04-11T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T19:41:33.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/11/09</title><content type='html'>1. For a successful audition.&lt;br /&gt;2. For dogs.&lt;br /&gt;3. For a romantic heart that is easily broken, but just as easily fixed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-545201385556490074?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/545201385556490074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/545201385556490074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/545201385556490074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41109.html' title='4/11/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-7622925174040885668</id><published>2009-04-10T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:15:01.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/10/09</title><content type='html'>1. For an hour of silence.  Miriam has been talking non-stop today!&lt;br /&gt;2. For music.  I don't have the talent to play, but without music, there would be no point.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I know how to fall down, otherwise I would have surely broken my neck last week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-7622925174040885668?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/7622925174040885668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/7622925174040885668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/7622925174040885668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/41009.html' title='4/10/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-1229101119539879506</id><published>2009-04-09T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:18:26.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/9/09</title><content type='html'>1. For a good night's sleep, when I should have been sleepless wreck.&lt;br /&gt;2. For passion: in myself and others.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I have a talent for words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-1229101119539879506?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/1229101119539879506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1229101119539879506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1229101119539879506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4909.html' title='4/9/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-6239300526528259422</id><published>2009-04-08T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:11:49.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/8/09</title><content type='html'>1. For all the support I'm getting for all this PhD nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;2. For the chance to come to Hibbing.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I actually look good in an Aloha shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-6239300526528259422?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/6239300526528259422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/6239300526528259422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/6239300526528259422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4809.html' title='4/8/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-8717655643086256090</id><published>2009-04-07T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:22:29.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/7/09</title><content type='html'>1. A very cheerful call from Dr. Ganus, at a moment I needed it most.&lt;br /&gt;2. That, no matter what else has happened, Cole and I can be reasonable and work together.&lt;br /&gt;3. That school comes easily for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-8717655643086256090?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/8717655643086256090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8717655643086256090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/8717655643086256090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4709.html' title='4/7/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-7550085414175227490</id><published>2009-04-06T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:23:08.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/6/09</title><content type='html'>1. Advice, whether I take it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hypertension and cholesterol medication, because without it I would be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. For my great sense of smell. I caught a wiff of sawdust today, which brought up many pleasant childhood memories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-7550085414175227490?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/7550085414175227490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/7550085414175227490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/7550085414175227490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html' title='4/6/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-6969484136602749968</id><published>2009-04-05T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:30:33.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/5/09</title><content type='html'>1. That at least a few people came to the fighter practice in Minneapolis.  Considering it was a 6 hour round trip for me.&lt;br /&gt;2. That Miriam is an intellegent, healthy little person.&lt;br /&gt;3. For my excellent driving skills.  Because they saved my life tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-6969484136602749968?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/6969484136602749968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/6969484136602749968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/6969484136602749968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4509.html' title='4/5/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-9073197814903989553</id><published>2009-04-04T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:10:06.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/4/09</title><content type='html'>1. For the turkey dinner I just had. Thanks Cole!&lt;br /&gt;2. That I attended the University of Illinois for library school. It has opened many doors.&lt;br /&gt;3. Though I can be stand-offish, I'm not shy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-9073197814903989553?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/9073197814903989553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4409.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/9073197814903989553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/9073197814903989553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4409.html' title='4/4/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-1827589522792992326</id><published>2009-04-03T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:17:28.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/3/09</title><content type='html'>1. I'm glad that I didn't have to deal with the snowstorm on the way to the conference, like I did last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. That the Vigil came when I was older and could appreciate it, as opposed to when I expected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. That I can still carry my daughter on my back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-1827589522792992326?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/1827589522792992326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1827589522792992326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/1827589522792992326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4309.html' title='4/3/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-3015731714624826047</id><published>2009-04-02T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:35:38.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/2/09</title><content type='html'>1. For the free lunch I got today from the Rotary Club.&lt;br /&gt;2. That my Dad was my first Scoutmaster...and OA Lodge Advisor&lt;br /&gt;3. Considering what I might have gotten, that I have only a slight astigmatism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-3015731714624826047?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/3015731714624826047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3015731714624826047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/3015731714624826047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4209.html' title='4/2/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-5363862587221696416</id><published>2009-04-01T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:18:16.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4/1/09</title><content type='html'>1. That I no longer have to deliver the weekend papers, especially after the latest snow fall.&lt;br /&gt;2. That Melissa and I have forgiven each other.&lt;br /&gt;3. That I never started smoking, drinking or using drugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-5363862587221696416?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/5363862587221696416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5363862587221696416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/5363862587221696416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/4109.html' title='4/1/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-562326824220649132</id><published>2009-04-01T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:45:07.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/31/09</title><content type='html'>1. That Ellen checked up on me&lt;br /&gt;2. In 1997, I kept a promise to my friend Deane.  Otherwise, I would have never met Cole...or Miriam.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a talent for picking books that kids enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-562326824220649132?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/562326824220649132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/33109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/562326824220649132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/562326824220649132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/33109.html' title='3/31/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-103737400794976004.post-2964137744931111251</id><published>2009-04-01T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:44:27.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3/30/09</title><content type='html'>1. a fun day with a well-behaved Miriam&lt;br /&gt;2. that I met Allen &amp; Christine, who helped me understand the chivalry that was in my heart&lt;br /&gt;3. that I lost 15 pounds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/103737400794976004-2964137744931111251?l=gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/feeds/2964137744931111251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/33009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/2964137744931111251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/103737400794976004/posts/default/2964137744931111251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gratitudetherepy.blogspot.com/2009/04/33009.html' title='3/30/09'/><author><name>The guy who wears Chuck Taylors with a suit.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17502356523557982832</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zvql7_HaPqA/TIgfbOdDc6I/AAAAAAAAAlw/zfrTra-CFvc/S220/trainers.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
