<?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-556107331668840811</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:36:20.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>butterfly wings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflywings8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556107331668840811/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflywings8.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>butterfly's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500437934927642401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fr69R2fJRuE/R_r-2GSX-zI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SlKe2W9hr9Y/S220/d1915-13_morpho_butterfly.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556107331668840811.post-7390218463691851778</id><published>2008-05-26T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T15:03:23.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>Well, is sure has been awhile since I posted.  Crazy stuff has been going on.  My dad had to have surgery again to remove the rest of his thyroid.  The pathology came back positive so he has to have radiation now.  Talk about stressful.  He seams to be taking it well.  Life just isn't nice at times.  But, this to shall pass; as they say. &lt;br /&gt;I went up to my friends house to help her move and I got a speeding ticket.  Now, that wasn't to fun at all.  At least the guy was nice.  Traffic school was sooooooo much fun.   Ha HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just set out to be liked, you would be prepared to compromise on anything at any time, and you would achieve nothing. -- Margaret Thatcher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556107331668840811-7390218463691851778?l=butterflywings8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflywings8.blogspot.com/feeds/7390218463691851778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556107331668840811&amp;postID=7390218463691851778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556107331668840811/posts/default/7390218463691851778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556107331668840811/posts/default/7390218463691851778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflywings8.blogspot.com/2008/05/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>butterfly's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500437934927642401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fr69R2fJRuE/R_r-2GSX-zI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SlKe2W9hr9Y/S220/d1915-13_morpho_butterfly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556107331668840811.post-1840655250726671362</id><published>2008-04-09T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T08:42:54.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpful thoughts</title><content type='html'>Now here is a great phrase:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Forgiveness doesn't make the other person right, it makes you free.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  ~ Stormie Omartian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was feeling kinda down today, but I read this great e-mail.  Thought I would share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Garbage Trucks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by David J. Pollay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How often do you let other people's nonsense change &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your mood?            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   Do you let a bad driver, rude waiter, curt boss or an &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;insensitive employee ruin your day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;      Unless you're the Terminator, for an instant you're &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; probably set back on your heels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;      However, the mark of a successful person is how quickly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he/she can get back their focus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on what's important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;      Sixteen years ago I learned this lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I learned it in the back of a New York City taxi cab. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;      Here's what happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hopped in a taxi, and we took off for Grand Central&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;        Station. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were driving in the right lane when, all of a sudden, a black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;        car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My taxi driver &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;        slammed on his breaks, skidded, and missed the other car's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back end by just inches! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The driver of the other car, the guy who almost caused a big &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;        accident, whipped his head around, and he started yelling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bad words at us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I mean, he was friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; So, I said, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your car and sent us to the hospital!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is when my taxi driver told me, what I now call,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     Many people are like garbage trucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;full of anger, and full of disappointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you let them, they'll dump it on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;    When someone wants to dump on you, don't take it personally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You justsmile, wave, wish them well, and move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll be happy you did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this was it: The 'Law of the Garbage Truck.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I started thinking, how often do I let Garbage Trucks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;run right over me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And how often do I take their garbage &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and spread it to other people: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at work, at home, on the streets? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was thatday I said, 'I'm not going to do it anymore.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I began to see garbage trucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;      Like in the movie 'The Sixth Sense,' the little boy said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'I see Dead People.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  Well, now 'I see Garbage Trucks.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see the load they're carrying. I see them coming &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to drop it off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And like my Taxi Driver, I don't make it a personal thing; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just smile, wave, wish them well, and I move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my favorite football players of all time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walter Payton, did this every day on the football field. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He would jump up as quickly as he hit the ground &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after being tackled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     He never dwelled on a hit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Payton was ready to make the next play his best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     Good leaders know they have to be ready for their next meeting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Good parents know that they have to welcome their &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;children home from school with hugs and kisses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leaders and parents know that they have to be fully present, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and at their best for the people they care about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bottom line is that successful people do not let &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garbage Trucks take over their day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What about you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What would happen in your life, starting today, if you let more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     garbage trucks pass you by?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's my bet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll be happier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life's too &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     short to wake up in the morning with regrets, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so.. Love the people who treat you right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forget about the ones who don't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Believe that everything happens for a reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you get a chance, TAKE IT!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If it changes your life, LET IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nobody said it would be easy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They just promised it would be worth it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'We cannot all do great things but we can &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do small things with great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;      Love. ' ~ Mother Theresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556107331668840811-1840655250726671362?l=butterflywings8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflywings8.blogspot.com/feeds/1840655250726671362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556107331668840811&amp;postID=1840655250726671362' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556107331668840811/posts/default/1840655250726671362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556107331668840811/posts/default/1840655250726671362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflywings8.blogspot.com/2008/04/helpful-thoughts.html' title='Helpful thoughts'/><author><name>butterfly's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500437934927642401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fr69R2fJRuE/R_r-2GSX-zI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SlKe2W9hr9Y/S220/d1915-13_morpho_butterfly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556107331668840811.post-8078134545386324067</id><published>2008-04-08T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T07:13:04.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love it when you wake up at 2am and can't go back to sleep.  This has been happening now for the last two weeks.  Man, something has to change or i'm gonna fall over and sleep right where I land.  LOL.  Still trying to figure this out but getting there with the help of Burfica.  Thanks woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556107331668840811-8078134545386324067?l=butterflywings8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflywings8.blogspot.com/feeds/8078134545386324067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556107331668840811&amp;postID=8078134545386324067' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556107331668840811/posts/default/8078134545386324067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556107331668840811/posts/default/8078134545386324067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflywings8.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>butterfly's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500437934927642401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fr69R2fJRuE/R_r-2GSX-zI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SlKe2W9hr9Y/S220/d1915-13_morpho_butterfly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-556107331668840811.post-6373228844009992521</id><published>2008-04-07T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:48:38.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First time blogger</title><content type='html'>Well, this is the first time and I'm trying it out.  Trying to get used to all the buttons and stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/556107331668840811-6373228844009992521?l=butterflywings8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflywings8.blogspot.com/feeds/6373228844009992521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=556107331668840811&amp;postID=6373228844009992521' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556107331668840811/posts/default/6373228844009992521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/556107331668840811/posts/default/6373228844009992521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflywings8.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-time-blogger.html' title='First time blogger'/><author><name>butterfly's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09500437934927642401</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Fr69R2fJRuE/R_r-2GSX-zI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SlKe2W9hr9Y/S220/d1915-13_morpho_butterfly.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
