<?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-4492795276427918109</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:57:06.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prodigal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14152693974312059454</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492795276427918109.post-1470003047354410225</id><published>2008-01-19T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T18:25:49.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast from the Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R5KwpcIvOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/ckjHt8LLEbg/s1600-h/Mark+and+Michelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157378749266606434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R5KwpcIvOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/ckjHt8LLEbg/s200/Mark+and+Michelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R5KwpsIvOXI/AAAAAAAAACg/VcNH4NZp5yY/s1600-h/the+whole+troop438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157378753561573746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R5KwpsIvOXI/AAAAAAAAACg/VcNH4NZp5yY/s200/the+whole+troop438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark's(the boy i'm dancing with) younger sister sent me these photos. So cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492795276427918109-1470003047354410225?l=michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/feeds/1470003047354410225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492795276427918109&amp;postID=1470003047354410225' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/1470003047354410225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/1470003047354410225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/2008/01/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast from the Past'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14152693974312059454</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R5KwpcIvOWI/AAAAAAAAACY/ckjHt8LLEbg/s72-c/Mark+and+Michelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492795276427918109.post-4327784319830946229</id><published>2008-01-12T22:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T22:52:41.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devon...or something like him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R4m0BMIvOUI/AAAAAAAAACI/7ZTjNcYIl64/s1600-h/102_2566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154849181032986946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R4m0BMIvOUI/AAAAAAAAACI/7ZTjNcYIl64/s200/102_2566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so we're not together, but I still think he looks really cute in this photo....god, I hope he never finds this blog. I never asked him what he was trying to dress up as, but &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; think it looks like a bird. Kawaiiii!! Sigh...why did we break up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492795276427918109-4327784319830946229?l=michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/feeds/4327784319830946229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492795276427918109&amp;postID=4327784319830946229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/4327784319830946229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/4327784319830946229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/2008/01/devonor-something-like-him.html' title='Devon...or something like him'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14152693974312059454</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R4m0BMIvOUI/AAAAAAAAACI/7ZTjNcYIl64/s72-c/102_2566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492795276427918109.post-8698868988016233315</id><published>2008-01-12T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T22:45:41.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R4mzgcIvOTI/AAAAAAAAACA/fKIOe7w0_Gs/s1600-h/DSCN0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154848618392271154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R4mzgcIvOTI/AAAAAAAAACA/fKIOe7w0_Gs/s200/DSCN0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492795276427918109-8698868988016233315?l=michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/feeds/8698868988016233315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492795276427918109&amp;postID=8698868988016233315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/8698868988016233315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/8698868988016233315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time!'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14152693974312059454</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R4mzgcIvOTI/AAAAAAAAACA/fKIOe7w0_Gs/s72-c/DSCN0428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492795276427918109.post-2718118402075287777</id><published>2008-01-02T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:01:46.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R3xmHsIvOSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7XvkJ_5usgY/s1600-h/grove+sisters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151104356097931554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R3xmHsIvOSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7XvkJ_5usgY/s200/grove+sisters.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas! Tess is the coolest. On a split-second decided to come and travel to Houston to spend Christmas day with me. Whatta grooovy Grove.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve, we strolled around our neighborhood with Jason, Terry, Julia, and her baby checking out the competition of Christmas decorations around the block. We definitely came up short in "keeping up with the Jones'". Pretty much we were the joke of the neighborhood (if they even bothered noticing). You see, as busy as we were leading up to Christmas, the only decoration we had up to Christmas day on the outside of our house was a string of red jalepeno lights(serious) framing our doorway. We jacked it up on Christmas day with icicle lights and the pathway to our door illuminated. It looked purty.&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas night, we attempted also to sing carols together in the livingroom, with our fireplace rollin' and our beautifully decorated frosted tree chock with presents giving us ambiance.&lt;br /&gt;We had baked cinnamon-rasin apples topped with vanilla icecream as we watched.....Starman??? Yeah, Starman, the one with Jeff Bridges. I don't get why we watched that one on Christmas Eve...something to do with Christmas...the star in the Starman, maybe. Who knows. We watched it on a large projector screen together. I didn't watch the whole thing...&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Terry and I woke up at the crack of dawn(6:30) and broke out our crepes with cream and strawberries....scrumptous. Oh, and chocolate sauce. We watched "Just Friends", because it's a Christmas movie, of course. Well, if you've watched it, you'll know why we did. It's a heck of a funny movie. And the freaky singer girl reminds us of Julie(a girl that stayed with us for awhile), and the little creepy brother reminds us of Terry, and Jason is supposedly the main guy. I don't know who I am in there...oh, and we tried to wake Tess up, but she would have none of it. I didn't blame her. It was waaay early.&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, Tess and I joined a carpool and went to a Christmas party. I had gotten Champagne as a Christmas gift, so Tess and I broke it out and jolly well drank it with some new-found friends(ain't it cool how alcohol can bond you?). She didn't have much time as she had to catch the bus. But I was tipsy all the way to the bus station and back. I hope Tess was feeling cheery because of it too. I love that girl.&lt;br /&gt;Tess, I know i'm a nasty sister, and that i cheated you out of a family. But I still love you sooooo much. Merry Christmas to you!&lt;br /&gt;And Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492795276427918109-2718118402075287777?l=michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/feeds/2718118402075287777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492795276427918109&amp;postID=2718118402075287777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/2718118402075287777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/2718118402075287777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/2008/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14152693974312059454</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/R3xmHsIvOSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/7XvkJ_5usgY/s72-c/grove+sisters.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492795276427918109.post-2463727847107970654</id><published>2007-11-13T14:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T14:33:51.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferret Luv</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/Rzol4THCYgI/AAAAAAAAABw/OAZskIklKks/s1600-h/michi+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/Rzol4THCYgI/AAAAAAAAABw/OAZskIklKks/s200/michi+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132456374474793474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RzolpDHCYfI/AAAAAAAAABo/V63S2bRcB1Q/s1600-h/michi+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RzolpDHCYfI/AAAAAAAAABo/V63S2bRcB1Q/s200/michi+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132456112481788402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, i have two pets right in my room--ferrets! They can be quite the rats, but at the same time quite lovable....bet you never had a pet ferret before, ey?&lt;br /&gt;And, dang, my arms look a bit too muscular in that top picture....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492795276427918109-2463727847107970654?l=michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/feeds/2463727847107970654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492795276427918109&amp;postID=2463727847107970654' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/2463727847107970654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/2463727847107970654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/2007/11/ferret-luv.html' title='Ferret Luv'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14152693974312059454</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/Rzol4THCYgI/AAAAAAAAABw/OAZskIklKks/s72-c/michi+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492795276427918109.post-7660755739237559529</id><published>2007-10-25T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T17:33:37.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess adventures can make anyone look scary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RyE1OSWcftI/AAAAAAAAABg/pXW0TGauvbg/s1600-h/DSCN5195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RyE1OSWcftI/AAAAAAAAABg/pXW0TGauvbg/s200/DSCN5195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125436370484756178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RyEyxCWcfqI/AAAAAAAAABI/Kk2lGpAl8lk/s1600-h/DSCN5203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RyEyxCWcfqI/AAAAAAAAABI/Kk2lGpAl8lk/s200/DSCN5203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125433668950326946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Kim. Kim is my friend. Michelle and Kim had an adventure.&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RyEzXyWcfsI/AAAAAAAAABY/TYu4gKpA77k/s1600-h/DSCN5193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RyEzXyWcfsI/AAAAAAAAABY/TYu4gKpA77k/s200/DSCN5193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125434334670257858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One day, Kim and I decided to climb a mountain. "Yes," said Michelle, "We must climb a mountain."&lt;br /&gt;"Good," says Kim, "I will tell Mum".&lt;br /&gt;"No," says Michelle, "Mummy must not know. We shan't be long. So, let's go, Kim," said Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, let's go," said Kim.&lt;br /&gt;So, off went Michelle and Kim to climb a mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaanyways, an overkill of ladybird never did anyone good. In modern terms, We decided to climb a mountain. THE END.&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Too bad we didn't take a pic of the mountain itself, but i may find one if i try to look. It was similar in shape to Table mountain of South Africa. And we did it(round trip) in two and a half hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492795276427918109-7660755739237559529?l=michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/feeds/7660755739237559529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492795276427918109&amp;postID=7660755739237559529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/7660755739237559529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/7660755739237559529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-guess-adventures-can-make-anyone-look.html' title='I guess adventures can make anyone look scary'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14152693974312059454</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RyE1OSWcftI/AAAAAAAAABg/pXW0TGauvbg/s72-c/DSCN5195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492795276427918109.post-1678724112814597497</id><published>2007-09-14T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T13:53:48.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/Rury6ajqgBI/AAAAAAAAABA/U4nfAQd3a0I/s1600-h/mich&amp;amp;dev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110163812580491282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/Rury6ajqgBI/AAAAAAAAABA/U4nfAQd3a0I/s200/mich%26dev.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi there, evurywun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is one of Devon, my boyfriend, and I. He's 20 and from South Africa-a scorpio. He looks a bit better than that in real life. It's the only one i have, but, here you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I will be going on to South Africa, he'll be staying in Houston. That the way it's working for now. We shall see what happens, ne?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492795276427918109-1678724112814597497?l=michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/feeds/1678724112814597497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492795276427918109&amp;postID=1678724112814597497' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/1678724112814597497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/1678724112814597497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/2007/09/hi-there-evurywun-here-is-one-of-devon.html' title='Hello again'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14152693974312059454</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/Rury6ajqgBI/AAAAAAAAABA/U4nfAQd3a0I/s72-c/mich%26dev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492795276427918109.post-5236223499256110256</id><published>2007-07-24T11:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T11:56:54.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RqZLKCxbl0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Eq6MtDn3Wn8/s1600-h/PICT0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RqZLKCxbl0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Eq6MtDn3Wn8/s320/PICT0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090839064703899458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Umm....i'm not usually like that. A moment of weakness(Mom, don't say anything). A rare occasion indeed. He...he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RqZK-CxblzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/avIh_xmDZnw/s1600-h/PICT0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RqZK-CxblzI/AAAAAAAAAAw/avIh_xmDZnw/s320/PICT0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090838858545469234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in our backyard...Terry(13 year old girl who i room with) is taking the photos for a flier I am making about my trip to South Africa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492795276427918109-5236223499256110256?l=michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/feeds/5236223499256110256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492795276427918109&amp;postID=5236223499256110256' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/5236223499256110256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/5236223499256110256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/2007/07/umm.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14152693974312059454</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RqZLKCxbl0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Eq6MtDn3Wn8/s72-c/PICT0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4492795276427918109.post-3119345300041596371</id><published>2007-07-16T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T09:50:41.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RpvTD4RA64I/AAAAAAAAAAg/6Ql8q6MSv5E/s1600-h/Resent_Pics_016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087892267641924482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RpvTD4RA64I/AAAAAAAAAAg/6Ql8q6MSv5E/s320/Resent_Pics_016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy to announce that i shall be prodigal no more. This is the first of regular pictures, by which i will keep you pacified, and knowing how many wrinkles, rolls, etc, that the years give me, and by which you can tease me behind me back until your tickled pink....i love you, my family..........and don't you DARE give this link to anyone! I'm threatening you!&lt;br /&gt;This picture is from "Wordstock" in May. From the left: Justin, Lizzy, Jamie, Me, and Joe. We were barely able to get this photo on the last day. Sweet, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4492795276427918109-3119345300041596371?l=michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/feeds/3119345300041596371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4492795276427918109&amp;postID=3119345300041596371' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/3119345300041596371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4492795276427918109/posts/default/3119345300041596371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michelle-theprodigal.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am.html' title='I AM....'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14152693974312059454</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_APNJyUhiH0k/RpvTD4RA64I/AAAAAAAAAAg/6Ql8q6MSv5E/s72-c/Resent_Pics_016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
