<?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-23179801</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:21:12.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>beloved</title><subtitle type='html'>Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is like purified oil (poured out)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lois Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10582640468530865688</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>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-3874585090650738162</id><published>2008-11-18T16:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:47:08.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making New Friends...?</title><summary type='text'>This summer when talking to Ella Smith (Russ&amp;Jo's oldest daughter) about her new school that she was about to start in, she told me how she was looking forward to making new friends, sometimes she would say she was a little bit worried about it, but mostly she was excited. I would encourage her saying 'you are so good at making friends Ella, and you are a great friend to have' the smile on her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3874585090650738162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=3874585090650738162' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/3874585090650738162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/3874585090650738162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2008/11/making-new-friends.html' title='Making New Friends...?'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-5083859642620958116</id><published>2008-05-19T21:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:01:28.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Piece of π</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5083859642620958116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=5083859642620958116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/5083859642620958116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/5083859642620958116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2008/05/piece-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-200290236095465218</id><published>2008-05-14T23:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T23:36:28.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are</title><summary type='text'>so big, you areso good, you arefor me, you aremine, you areover and aboveinside and outupside and downback to frontfront to backfeet to feethands to handsmouth to mouthoneyou arewe areit's not over yetthere's so much more of who you arecloseryour realitymy hopemy truthyou are'I AM'</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/200290236095465218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=200290236095465218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/200290236095465218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/200290236095465218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-big-you-are-so-good-you-are-for-me.html' title='You are'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-4741355395188186454</id><published>2008-04-21T20:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:19:32.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless</title><summary type='text'>I feel restless tonightI want you to call me outbring me peacegive me purposeFighting is overSo why do I still want you to approve me?I always want you to approve meI am nothing without youWithout youI want youWithdraw from me to realise my sour complacencyI am nothing without youExhausting all of my effortsTired of my empty offeringsYet you still approve meYou still love meOver and overover and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4741355395188186454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=4741355395188186454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/4741355395188186454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/4741355395188186454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2008/04/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-4421267249098808651</id><published>2008-01-15T15:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:02.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to work with Daddy</title><summary type='text'>Today was my 2nd day at work with Daddy! I am doing clerical work at his surgery. What a treat to ride in the car with him in the mornings and sometimes see him throughout the day!I work really lovely hours and today I came home and sat down with my Mum who had been working in her new studio on her latest pottery. We looked at her little sketch book and talked about her design for the center </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4421267249098808651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=4421267249098808651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/4421267249098808651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/4421267249098808651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-to-work-with-daddy_15.html' title='Going to work with Daddy'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-NHpicbnAK4/R40ducI3qVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/fFXR-NpF5MI/s72-c/DSC03057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-5593154979692552310</id><published>2008-01-04T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T15:44:30.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Militis Rue</title><summary type='text'>militis rue</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5593154979692552310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=5593154979692552310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/5593154979692552310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/5593154979692552310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2008/01/militis-rue.html' title='Militis Rue'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-90348069559520041</id><published>2007-11-28T08:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:03.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace is your reward</title><summary type='text'>I am stuck on Grace, I can't get it out of my heart, my head or my creative ideas. I am going to do some sort of series maybe. And here it begins.I can not live without grace. Grace has changed my life. His grace is enough. His grace is my reward.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/90348069559520041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=90348069559520041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/90348069559520041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/90348069559520041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/11/grace-is-your-reward.html' title='Grace is your reward'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-NHpicbnAK4/R01sH8TpcdI/AAAAAAAAACw/dJ6L9AxJ-ME/s72-c/grace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-5436074603765734979</id><published>2007-11-25T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:03.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcomed in</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/5436074603765734979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=5436074603765734979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/5436074603765734979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/5436074603765734979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/11/welcomed-in.html' title='Welcomed in'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-NHpicbnAK4/R0n99MTpcaI/AAAAAAAAACY/rbRdnKxzZwA/s72-c/Come+in.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-2066369407026294724</id><published>2007-11-21T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:04.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving in Canada</title><summary type='text'>I love that I can turn right on a red light here...it saves so much time.I don't love four-way stops...I much prefer to have the main road going through and then the minor roads at a T junction or intersection. Roundabouts are a fun alternative too.I don't like traffic lights on roads where the speed limit is above 30 mph (not sure what that is in kpm)I like how fast and nippy you have to be to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2066369407026294724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=2066369407026294724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/2066369407026294724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/2066369407026294724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/11/driving-in-canada_22.html' title='Driving in Canada'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-NHpicbnAK4/R0Ttz_dS1jI/AAAAAAAAABs/TpzMhVjSnP4/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-7576195976568747713</id><published>2007-11-21T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:09:33.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Someone Said Once</title><summary type='text'>"We are called to obedience, not success." (James Vanderloo, Jubilee Intern Cell Oct.2007)Yep, that challenged me... :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7576195976568747713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=7576195976568747713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/7576195976568747713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/7576195976568747713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/11/something-somebody-said-to-me-once.html' title='Something Someone Said Once'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-8674856226742780698</id><published>2007-11-21T22:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:04.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Movement, Every Thought and Every Feeling</title><summary type='text'>Jo and I did some ministry this week during our weekly skype chat...woah! God is so good.God has been showing me how much he is really teaching me/us in this.When this dream to pursue creativity (outside of university) was planted, Jo and I talked about having a 'Holy Spirit led' type of university time. God spoke to me about leading me and teaching me in art. It was a faith thing to believe him!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8674856226742780698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=8674856226742780698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/8674856226742780698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/8674856226742780698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/11/jo-and-i-did-some-ministry-this-week.html' title='Every Movement, Every Thought and Every Feeling'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-NHpicbnAK4/R0TyCfdS1nI/AAAAAAAAACM/_nfGOAy0Eic/s72-c/DSCN4302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-6333758318165255236</id><published>2007-11-21T22:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:04.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Play Again</title><summary type='text'>So this week's project has been about incorporating creativity into every day life. Understanding that creativity is something that needs to be exercised.My biggest battle I have found is validating my creativity in my every day life. Things that I already do that are creative, things that I naturally think of that are creative. I have not been doing well with this task so far. I have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6333758318165255236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=6333758318165255236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/6333758318165255236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/6333758318165255236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/11/learning-to-play-again.html' title='Learning to Play Again'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-NHpicbnAK4/R0TxUvdS1mI/AAAAAAAAACE/vWx_YrNo7i4/s72-c/DSCN4272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-8198858666095130888</id><published>2007-11-21T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T22:00:15.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting at the Beginning</title><summary type='text'>(These next few blogs are catch ups as I have been writing at JunctionJ the last few months and these are the blogs that I have written there)My thoughts and feelings as we start this adventure together are so mixed right now...if I am honest...which mostly I am...when I am bold enough to be so.I am excited because I know that God is big which means big things. Big dreams, big realities, big life</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8198858666095130888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=8198858666095130888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/8198858666095130888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/8198858666095130888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-thoughts-and-feelings-as-we-start.html' title='Starting at the Beginning'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-1948816436085228926</id><published>2007-11-21T11:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:21:26.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jesus culture - he loves us</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1948816436085228926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=1948816436085228926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/1948816436085228926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/1948816436085228926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/11/jesus-culture-he-loves-us.html' title='jesus culture - he loves us'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-2807502853754619722</id><published>2007-11-08T20:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T20:32:19.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Samson</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/2807502853754619722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=2807502853754619722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/2807502853754619722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/2807502853754619722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/11/samson.html' title='Samson'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-553902506430919604</id><published>2007-08-22T08:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:05.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blog hacking is fun</title><summary type='text'>hi my name is liz, i have hacked into lois' blog. hmm this is naughty.....sorry Lo, i love you! make sure you write lots here while you are away! check out the cool pics of us xx</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/553902506430919604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=553902506430919604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/553902506430919604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/553902506430919604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-hacking-is-fun.html' title='blog hacking is fun'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-NHpicbnAK4/RswpgZpZzcI/AAAAAAAAABE/2lG7BVoAWOI/s72-c/lizandlo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-3130208278193456359</id><published>2007-08-03T11:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T11:56:40.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to celebrate you baby</title><summary type='text'>I have to praise you like I shouuuuuuu u u u u u u u u u u u l d.I finished work today. but you didn't even know that I started work since it's been way too long since we last spoke! Yep! I have been waitressing at the Nant Ddu Logde. I have loved nearly every minute of it. My favourite part is the people I worked with. they are incredible and different and lovely.Tomorrow is Flames of Fire until</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3130208278193456359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=3130208278193456359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/3130208278193456359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/3130208278193456359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-to-celebrate-you-baby.html' title='I have to celebrate you baby'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-3853667285485559943</id><published>2007-05-26T03:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T04:01:50.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my party and I'll cry if I want to</title><summary type='text'>It's my birthday today. Yay me!! Yay God for making me!! Here are my love languages. Looks like I'm bit high maintainence...or you could look at it and think, I could pick any of the top three and she would know I love her...therefore making it easy - you have many options to choose from!I'm surprised that gifts are low, but, having said that, I have always LOVED the home-made jobs, or the gifts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3853667285485559943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=3853667285485559943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/3853667285485559943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/3853667285485559943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-my-party-and-ill-cry-if-i-want-to.html' title='It&apos;s my party and I&apos;ll cry if I want to'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-4938673811322579466</id><published>2007-05-23T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T13:44:48.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrex soft and long</title><summary type='text'>I have been to see Katy May a few times now and every time I visit, she amazes me!! She doesn't seem weak at all. of course, she is fragile, but there is nothing weak about her. She is so strong. I imagine so often all of the things that the Father must being saying to her. She is going to live an amazing life! Mark and Leanne have also knocked me over sideways with all of their wisdom and love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/4938673811322579466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=4938673811322579466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/4938673811322579466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/4938673811322579466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/05/andrex-soft-and-long.html' title='Andrex soft and long'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-7350412820621750180</id><published>2007-05-04T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:04:05.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's all we can think about right now</title><summary type='text'>REALLY REALLY REALLY! if you haven't done it allready, click here and check out my cutie niece and see how she is doing. leave a comment there if you like!She's amazing!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7350412820621750180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=7350412820621750180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/7350412820621750180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/7350412820621750180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/05/shes-all-we-can-think-about-right-now.html' title='She&apos;s all we can think about right now'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-3851739624071487555</id><published>2007-05-02T07:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:05.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Katy May Richards</title><summary type='text'>My niece - Katy May was born on April 30th 2007, weighing a tiny 750g and about 21cm long. She was born at 25weeks and is currently in St.Georges Hospital  in London. She is stable, everything is in the right place and well formed, underdeveloped, but healthy. Her parents Mark (my bro) and Leanne, are INCREDIBLE and have done amazingly in the last 48hrs as they've turned their lives around to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/3851739624071487555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=3851739624071487555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/3851739624071487555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/3851739624071487555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/05/katy-may-richards.html' title='Katy May Richards'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-NHpicbnAK4/RjhzEdCOSLI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2gPAEI0B2ys/s72-c/DSC02704.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-8324045942719817960</id><published>2007-03-24T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T12:27:38.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Orphan Spirit Giver</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, I was walking home from getting waxed and the tiniest little black kitten ran across my path and started mew-owing at me. He was so cute.  I have NEVER called myself an animal lover. i like animals, I don't hate them, but really, I am not one to go gushy over an animal.The kitten looked about 2 weeks old. And continued to mew-ow at me. So I called Junior. He informed me that it had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/8324045942719817960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=8324045942719817960' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/8324045942719817960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/8324045942719817960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/03/orphan-spirit-giver.html' title='Orphan Spirit Giver'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-516890805481831963</id><published>2007-03-19T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T14:27:17.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><summary type='text'>About 5 months ago, at the end of one of my blogs I quoted something that I had written to a friend about what I had been learning: "I have been learning that Love is Patient. when God is patient with me, it's not patience that is weary, or itching for something to happen, or doubtful that the desire will one day be filled. His patience for me, is strong, peaceful, resting and welcoming. He waits</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/516890805481831963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=516890805481831963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/516890805481831963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/516890805481831963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/03/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-1145917186643790998</id><published>2007-03-02T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:46:48.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uruguay</title><summary type='text'>Yep! that´s where I am right now. In an internet cafe in Uruguay...I´m just on the boarder of Brasil and Uruguay so the people here speak spanish and understand portuguese very well.I´m in a city that is like one big Duty Free Shopping place in an airport. Everywhere sells duty free stuff. Things from all over the world...well mostly the States. It´s a very poor place though. Well, just thought I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1145917186643790998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=1145917186643790998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/1145917186643790998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/1145917186643790998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/03/uruguay.html' title='Uruguay'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-1681255816078502822</id><published>2007-02-21T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:05.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolita</title><summary type='text'>Said goodbye to Cathy, Gordon, Meghan and Matthew   2 days ago.Yeh, it was sad.I was doing fine, and then all of a sudden I felt the sorrow rise up from the bottom of my stomach, it reached my eyeballs and then leaked out of the corners of my eyes and rested just underneath my lower eyelids.I had so much fun with them and I just love them so much!I realised the night before they left, that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1681255816078502822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=1681255816078502822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/1681255816078502822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/1681255816078502822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/02/said-goodbye-to-cathy-gordon-meghan-and.html' title='Lolita'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-NHpicbnAK4/RdygnCd-F5I/AAAAAAAAAAY/93H8DZ-o9Rc/s72-c/DSCN2616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-6784363962678255217</id><published>2007-02-06T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:16:05.959-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The end</title><summary type='text'>I love endings, especially happy ones, but even bad or sad endings are worth being valued because with every ending, must come a new beginning, in some shape or form. The end of what may have been the busiest few months of my life, has occured. Even my closets friends were questioning my continuing exsitance since I had not been in contact with anyone for so long - due to the busyness of these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/6784363962678255217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=6784363962678255217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/6784363962678255217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/6784363962678255217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2007/02/end.html' title='The end'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-NHpicbnAK4/RcjFdFShxiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/dR_Mus8Alu0/s72-c/DSCN1747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-7595018572416535251</id><published>2006-12-17T08:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T08:38:23.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Football</title><summary type='text'>Inter, campeão do MundoAdd to My Profile |  More VideosInter have just won the Fifa Cup World Chapionships. For those of you who dont follow the football(I was never much of a football person, but living the Football country of the world, I dont have much choice...as you will see) Inter is a Brazilian Team - from Porto Alegre, the capital city of the state I live in - Rio Grande do Sul. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/7595018572416535251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=7595018572416535251' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/7595018572416535251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/7595018572416535251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/12/inter-campeo-do-mundo-add-to-my-profile.html' title='Football'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-1030436003327147153</id><published>2006-12-15T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T11:26:22.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For those who are interested</title><summary type='text'>The School of Missons in Sapiranga, Brazil has been cancelled for 2007.Junior and I are focussing all our time and energy solely on each other...uh... no...I mean on the Leaders School and History Makers School that are both happening in January.(check out this cool flyer we designed for it...)As we accept people onto the school, I place their picutres on a piece of paper that says their name and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/1030436003327147153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=1030436003327147153' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/1030436003327147153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/1030436003327147153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-those-who-are-interested.html' title='For those who are interested'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-116541042766023035</id><published>2006-12-06T07:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:07:07.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where exhaust pipes grow on trees</title><summary type='text'>My first few moments in Mozambique, I thought that I was seeing some really cool street art. A sculpture made out of Exhaust Pipes...what a sweet idea! However, by the next few mmoments of my stay in Mozambique, I realised this was no masterpiece placed in the city to make it look pretty, but a source of income for the people. Everywhere, and I mean EVERYWHERE there are things for sale on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/116541042766023035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=116541042766023035' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116541042766023035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116541042766023035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/12/where-exhaust-pipes-grow-on-trees.html' title='Where exhaust pipes grow on trees'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-116282342641040399</id><published>2006-11-06T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T09:30:26.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a jet plane</title><summary type='text'>I am leaving Brazil today. Tonight I fly to Lisbon, Portugal and then onto Mozambique for one month. Clearly I have gained the Portuguese anointing!It is raining today in Brazil. (I don’t actually know if the whole of Brazil is experiencing rain right now, but all I know of Brazil, my little city of Sapiranga, there is rain and wind and thunder) I am enjoying the break from the heat, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/116282342641040399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=116282342641040399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116282342641040399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116282342641040399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/11/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a jet plane'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-116198332034770874</id><published>2006-10-27T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:22:07.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies, lend me your ears and send me your mulah</title><summary type='text'>One of Brazil's biggest exports is shoes. I live in the town that has one of the 3rd LARGEST shoe factories in the WHOLE of Brazil!Beautiful shoe-wearing ladies of the world: send me your money, your mulah, your dollars and your stirling and I will buy you some beautiful shoes for you to wear. They are well made and super in-expensive.I bought a super cute pair of heals, leather, pointy, for just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/116198332034770874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=116198332034770874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116198332034770874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116198332034770874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/10/ladies-lend-me-your-ears-and-send-me.html' title='Ladies, lend me your ears and send me your mulah'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-116135205447975198</id><published>2006-10-20T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T09:52:35.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas</title><summary type='text'>This year I will be mostly requesting Christmas Classics. Normally I am not a fan of such things, I don't like to make a Christmas list or tell people what I would like. I much prefere for the gifts I am given to be thought of, to be sentimental, creative, anything small or big, just because you thought of me when you bought it, means that I WILL LOVE IT!However, this year, there is no room for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/116135205447975198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=116135205447975198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116135205447975198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116135205447975198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/10/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I want for Christmas'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-116122492135319306</id><published>2006-10-18T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T10:50:49.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is coolMy friend Cat  originally posted this. I love it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/116122492135319306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=116122492135319306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116122492135319306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116122492135319306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-cool-my-friend-cat-originally.html' title=''/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-116110164134679493</id><published>2006-10-17T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T10:10:02.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LEONARDO DA VINCI'S VITRUVIAN MAN</title><summary type='text'>I have joined the gym. Yes it is true. I have been going for about 3 weeks now.Every time I leave the appartment to go to the gym, I feel like I am conqering the world! I think to myself 'check me out...I'm in Brazil...going to a gym class where I don't understand the instructions from the front and I look pretty amusing always one step behind as I follow the people in front of me.' but you know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/116110164134679493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=116110164134679493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116110164134679493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/116110164134679493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/10/leonardo-da-vincis-vitruvian-man.html' title='LEONARDO DA VINCI&apos;S VITRUVIAN MAN'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-115703782307984038</id><published>2006-08-31T10:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T13:37:53.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to say...</title><summary type='text'>So here I am, in Brazil. There is so much to tell you. Well, here is some quick info.I am here with Junior and we are helping out/working at his church. We are puting together a school of missions...more info to come!I have eaten more meat in the last week than in my entire life (nearly)The weather is extreme: one day it's 30c the next it's 8cMy surroundings are beautiful - full of colourI am so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/115703782307984038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=115703782307984038' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/115703782307984038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/115703782307984038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-much-to-say.html' title='So much to say...'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-115394266654812166</id><published>2006-07-26T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T15:38:14.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Red Room</title><summary type='text'>I took a trip to Stratford last weekend and there my friends and I drank some coffee at a little place called 'Sputniks'. Sputniks has a bathroom - not a big bathroom, just one of those ones with a single toilet in it. But this bathroom was particularly amazing and caused Andrea and I to have a photoshoot in it! It was red and beautifully decorated. It was small but that didnt stop us from taking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/115394266654812166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=115394266654812166' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/115394266654812166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/115394266654812166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/07/red-room.html' title='The Red Room'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-115185192476988918</id><published>2006-07-02T10:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T10:52:04.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I had a camera inside my head</title><summary type='text'>Hello Friends! Yes I am alive and I am now wesside (west side) of the Atlantic Ocean!The weather is rediculous...and spectacular! Heat, rain, thunder and lightening!!!I have said hello and goodbye to My Love. And now I am feeling that familiar ache...I thought that the ache and I had said goodbye for good, but it seems that the ache wants to come back for a little visit - just 4 weeks. (Junior is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/115185192476988918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=115185192476988918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/115185192476988918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/115185192476988918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wish-i-had-camera-inside-my-head.html' title='I wish I had a camera inside my head'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-115044735552204438</id><published>2006-06-16T04:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T10:08:44.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time to leave now.</title><summary type='text'>My last week at home (for a while) is nearly over. I have managed to completely exhaust myself with all of my last minute activities! I might even simply colapse at Terminal 3, Pearson International Airport on Tuesday afternoon...but maybe a 7 hour flight will help to bring some rest...or maybe not, since I might actually EXPLODE with excitement.On the other side.On the other side, will you be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/115044735552204438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=115044735552204438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/115044735552204438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/115044735552204438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-time-to-leave-now.html' title='It&apos;s time to leave now.'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-114864087415220252</id><published>2006-05-26T06:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T18:27:00.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so now i think i will actually start to blog</title><summary type='text'>i can not promise to be a regular blogger, but since i will be leaving this country to go to the next, i thought i could start to blog about random events and that way people can know what is going on in my crazy life!!!So today is my 22nd birthday.10 years ago i wrote myself a letter in English class that was not to be opened until this very day. and surprisingly (surprising b/c i am not always </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/114864087415220252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=114864087415220252' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/114864087415220252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/114864087415220252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-now-i-think-i-will-actually-start.html' title='so now i think i will actually start to blog'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-114163180798958525</id><published>2006-03-06T02:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T12:29:13.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>My heart aches.Time seems to have slowed - keep breathingThat day - I don't even know when, has become hiddenI look to today for it is all I see now.Tomorrow has become the silouette of the mountains just before sunriseDark. Powerful. A hint of majesty and all you'll do in me.But not here, not now, not yetIt has only just become today,and tomorrow seems so far away.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/114163180798958525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=114163180798958525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/114163180798958525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/114163180798958525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/03/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23179801.post-114115760266575211</id><published>2006-02-28T15:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T11:21:49.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins...</title><summary type='text'>I did it...the reasons i did it: Andrea told me i should, i have some things that i would like to say...actually, i have a song in my heart that i want to discover. Inspired by the beautiful Kelly Robin Boyes who has been sharing her words with the world  (through her blog) so creativly  - in the way that only she knows how. i have decided to do the same and explore the things of my heart that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/feeds/114115760266575211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23179801&amp;postID=114115760266575211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/114115760266575211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23179801/posts/default/114115760266575211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://filltheroom.blogspot.com/2006/02/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins...'/><author><name>Lois</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://img116.imageshack.us/img116/4695/dsc014346mv.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
