<?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-9014038751672107816</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:40:43.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>motherblogger-kim</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01069711979113227590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014038751672107816.post-4959821887798864534</id><published>2007-12-29T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T20:46:54.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Merry, Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe it - but, the holidays have been WONDERFUL.  We have spent a lot of time with family and it has been nice.  My daughter didn't get overloaded with too many gifts.  Everything has been "just enough".&lt;br /&gt;I switched sponsors about a month ago.  I love sponsor 1 - she got me thru my first year and I will always be truely greatful for her.  Going into my second year of recovery has been a lot harder than I thought it would be. &lt;br /&gt;I'm realizing that it isn't just putting down the drink or the drugs - it about totally changing my attitude on life.  And - getting rid of my character defects.&lt;br /&gt;I was brought up learning how to be a good lyer and manipulator.  I still catch myself doing those things, and now that I'm aware of it - it makes me sick when I start to do it.  Everyone says "well, atleast your aware of it".  Being aware isn't enough anymore - I want the defects to be GONE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone a very happy holiday and a great New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Look to this day, for it is life, the very life of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;In its brief course lie all the realities and verities of existence, the bliss of growth, the splendor of action, the glory of power - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;For yesterday is but a dream and tomorrow is only a vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;But today, well lived , makes every yesturday a dream of happiness and every tomorrow a vision of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Look well, therefore, to this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sanskrit proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014038751672107816-4959821887798864534?l=motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4959821887798864534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014038751672107816&amp;postID=4959821887798864534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/4959821887798864534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/4959821887798864534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-merry-christmas.html' title='A Merry, Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01069711979113227590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014038751672107816.post-6789402793124077645</id><published>2007-10-10T13:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T13:27:04.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ganga</title><content type='html'>Feeling like I'm getting back on track.  Went to a meeting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; - made me feel better.  I'm starting to think that maybe I could just smoke some weed - never had a problem with that....&lt;br /&gt;BUT----  then I remember that I'm an addict and one is never enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;I go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; this almost monthly (right before my you know what).  I wonder if there are any other recovering women out there who go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; the same thing??  I CRAVE drugs really bad right around "that time" - must be a hormonal thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014038751672107816-6789402793124077645?l=motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/6789402793124077645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014038751672107816&amp;postID=6789402793124077645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/6789402793124077645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/6789402793124077645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/2007/10/ganga.html' title='ganga'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01069711979113227590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014038751672107816.post-3406674655866044858</id><published>2007-10-07T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T12:21:58.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNDAY - SUNDAY - SUNDAY</title><content type='html'>Didn't go last night.  Stayed home with tay and watched a movie on the disney channel.  Still in PJ's trying to figure out a plan for the day. &lt;br /&gt;Its one of those mornings that I cannot get motivated.  Its going to be a beautiful 88 degree fall day here in michigan (blah).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014038751672107816-3406674655866044858?l=motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3406674655866044858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014038751672107816&amp;postID=3406674655866044858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/3406674655866044858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/3406674655866044858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunday-sunday-sunday.html' title='SUNDAY - SUNDAY - SUNDAY'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01069711979113227590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014038751672107816.post-3829028509920270346</id><published>2007-10-06T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T13:22:12.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a beautiful day in the neighborhood....</title><content type='html'>I do not like the way my blog looks.... how do I make it look a little cooler??  I want to put links of my favorite sites.... Help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband is up north again this weekend.  He is finally getting around better since his heel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surgery&lt;/span&gt;.  He is finally in physical therapy and off of the pain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;.  When he is gone. I really realize that I'm pretty much a bitch to him most of the time!!???  I always take my bullshit out on him.  Its a trait I really need to work on more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started a job I really like.  I need to keep busy during the day so I do not retreat back into my dark hole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going over to some friends house tonight.  The friends I used to get drunk and high with - as I'm writing this and I can see it in front of my eyes it doesn't seem like a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;I miss our fun times that we had..... It was when I was alone and still getting high that it wasn't fun.  Not sure what I'm going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014038751672107816-3829028509920270346?l=motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3829028509920270346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014038751672107816&amp;postID=3829028509920270346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/3829028509920270346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/3829028509920270346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-beautiful-day-in-neighborhood.html' title='Its a beautiful day in the neighborhood....'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01069711979113227590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014038751672107816.post-3885507960337258631</id><published>2007-09-25T19:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:15:28.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love &amp; Marriage</title><content type='html'>Gotta love it, right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I want to be single again and others I cannot wait to have him by my side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a very trying year.  I'm changing due to my recovery and he isn't.&lt;br /&gt;He is turning into the lyer and now I'm getting a taste of the crap I put him thru.  Is this a way to "get back at me" or is it just my crazy, fucked up head??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our communication skills suck - maybe therapy would work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014038751672107816-3885507960337258631?l=motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/3885507960337258631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014038751672107816&amp;postID=3885507960337258631' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/3885507960337258631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/3885507960337258631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/2007/09/love-marriage.html' title='Love &amp; Marriage'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01069711979113227590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014038751672107816.post-8791571234861267668</id><published>2007-09-09T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T15:41:26.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday blues</title><content type='html'>I do not want to be here today.  Sometimes its nice to sleep and live in my dreams.  I've been married for 9 1/2 years and we are in a very rough spot at the moment.  I'm changing in my recovery and my husband is still the same.  I do not know if I want to be married. &lt;br /&gt;He has been home all summer - he fell off a ladder at work and shattered his heel.  Had surgery and is still recovering from it.  He has had pain pills in the house and at times it has really gotten to me. &lt;br /&gt;There are days when I just want to be alone - not be a mom or a wife.  I feel like I'm being smothered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014038751672107816-8791571234861267668?l=motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8791571234861267668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014038751672107816&amp;postID=8791571234861267668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/8791571234861267668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/8791571234861267668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday-blues.html' title='sunday blues'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01069711979113227590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014038751672107816.post-5267232708849221196</id><published>2007-09-03T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:35:50.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>High Anxiety</title><content type='html'>Not feeling well today.  My husband was supposed to pick up some of my meds for me on Friday and he forgot.  Its really starting to affect me.  I am trying so hard today to hide the way I feel.  Tomorrow is my daughters first day of school.  I do not want to ruin it for her with my mood swings.  I really need to get to my meeting.  I only have 1 more hour. &lt;br /&gt;Andy is gone with the car and his phone.  Mine is shut off AGAIN until we can pay the bill.  I feel like I am trapped in a cave at this very moment. &lt;br /&gt;Due to his injury he is on pain meds again.  That was my THing!  I just am craving so much today to just take a few pills and melt away into life. &lt;br /&gt;No money, no organization, no routine..... these, my friends, are my biggest triggers.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that when you got sober and had some recovery time (one yr on 8/07) that you would just automatically feel better. &lt;br /&gt;Not that way.... I've been on a long winning streak of peace and serenity and I need to remember that this is just a bump in the road.  There are always going to be these bumps, its how I choose to handle them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014038751672107816-5267232708849221196?l=motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5267232708849221196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014038751672107816&amp;postID=5267232708849221196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/5267232708849221196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/5267232708849221196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/2007/09/high-anxiety.html' title='High Anxiety'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01069711979113227590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9014038751672107816.post-5628356034678726443</id><published>2007-08-05T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T18:39:24.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Introduction</title><content type='html'>I'm what you'd call a virgin blogger.  I thought that since I'm on the computer so much - I should do something a little bit useful.  About me: I'm a 35 year old wife and mother.  I've been married for 9 long years and my daughter is 6.  I'm trying to figure out my purpose in life at the moment.  I'm also a recovering drug addict.  I will be celebrating my one year anniversary on August 7th - just a few days away.  I attend a 12 step support group which is really helping me.  I'm not exactly where I thought I'd be in life at this age, but I'm dealing with life on life's terms now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9014038751672107816-5628356034678726443?l=motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5628356034678726443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9014038751672107816&amp;postID=5628356034678726443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/5628356034678726443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9014038751672107816/posts/default/5628356034678726443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://motherblogger-kim.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-introduction.html' title='My Introduction'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01069711979113227590</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
