<?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-965770618506883879</id><updated>2011-11-30T12:21:43.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Blown..Life and Love On My Mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-2061706560350307026</id><published>2011-11-12T10:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T10:06:54.332-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVE ME MY CHANGE</title><summary type='text'>I'm wondering if this might be a tactic used because I've experience it more than once. I was at the convenience store the other day buying my weekly lottery tickets and there was a lady in front of me who was due $20 in change, I saw it still registered on the cash register. The clerk proceeded to ask me how he could help me before he even finished up with her. She was like "you owe me $20. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/2061706560350307026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=2061706560350307026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/2061706560350307026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/2061706560350307026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2011/11/give-me-my-change.html' title='GIVE ME MY CHANGE'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-5554427713889345705</id><published>2011-11-08T05:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T05:47:05.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectly Different</title><summary type='text'>I absolutely love the words to this song. When two people meet who are perfect for each other, it's magic. 


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/5554427713889345705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=5554427713889345705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5554427713889345705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5554427713889345705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2011/11/perfectly-different.html' title='Perfectly Different'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/48_KmYKKhQs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-499779138474982866</id><published>2011-03-22T06:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T06:35:48.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/499779138474982866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=499779138474982866&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/499779138474982866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/499779138474982866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2011/03/please-and-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-5189946522256305969</id><published>2011-03-21T10:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T10:24:34.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Things Every Girl Should Hold Out For</title><summary type='text'>

I ran across this article on Yahoo and I love love love it. 


1. A guy who can make you laugh. Some things in life are not  funny. Can he make you at least chuckle when the chips are down?

2. A guy who will laugh at your jokes and “get”  you. He might not understand you perfectly on the first date, but if  you think you’re funny at all, I hope he gets that and appreciates it about you.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/5189946522256305969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=5189946522256305969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5189946522256305969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5189946522256305969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2011/03/11-things-every-girl-should-hold-out.html' title='11 Things Every Girl Should Hold Out For'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-3404144073568681837</id><published>2010-11-28T13:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T19:25:28.204-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Ahead</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while since I've last written. Between starting a new job, petty drama on the new job, and making steps to get back in school to get my Master's degree I've been a little drained lately.  It's funny how catty and vindictive women, in my case black women, can be on the job.  Instead of trying to help each other, we rather tear each other apart, it's sad. That's all I'm gonna say about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/3404144073568681837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=3404144073568681837&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3404144073568681837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3404144073568681837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/11/looking-ahead.html' title='Looking Ahead'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-8800620866697582966</id><published>2010-09-30T20:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T21:38:38.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Journey</title><summary type='text'>It's taking a little longer to arrive at my destination, but I have faith that I'm on my way. I'm always touched when I hear this song. 



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/8800620866697582966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=8800620866697582966&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/8800620866697582966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/8800620866697582966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/09/lifes-journey.html' title='Life&apos;s Journey'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-8719041769675669302</id><published>2010-08-19T21:37:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T21:54:48.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I sought for Love
But Love ran away from me.
I sought my Soul
But my Soul I couldn't see.
Then I sought You
And I found all three.



Scott Beach
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Circle YES, NO, or MAYBE. These days it's not so clear-cut.  A lot of times people assume that because they've spent a lot of time with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/4614749746164285832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=4614749746164285832&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/4614749746164285832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/4614749746164285832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/08/are-we-couple-yet.html' title='ARE WE A COUPLE YET?'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-6014099192763374039</id><published>2010-08-11T20:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T20:48:40.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HE'S MARRIED...so what</title><summary type='text'>I happened to be watching the T.O. show last night and that's my inspiration for this post. One of his PR assistants had been dating a guy for about 8 months and was holding out on sleeping with him until they got to know each other better.  T.O. and his other assistant were making fun of her for not breaking him off "the cookie".  Lo and behold RIGHT after she breaks down and sleeps with him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/6014099192763374039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=6014099192763374039&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/6014099192763374039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/6014099192763374039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/08/hes-marriedso-what.html' title='HE&apos;S MARRIED...so what'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-9165900180029632769</id><published>2010-08-01T15:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T15:22:53.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elixir for the Soul</title><summary type='text'>Not having tasted a single cup of your wine I'm already drunk ~Rumi 




St. Kitts
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Today I decided to branch out and try a new cuisine. I met a small group over at the Cosmic Cafe, a vegetarian restaurant.  I'm big on Mexican food so this was a step outside of the box for me.  Well let's just say this little adventure has set me back 50 feet.  I don't think I want to branch out for a while now...lol.    I had what was called Buddah's Delight.  It consisted of rice, curried </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/72940841808139289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=72940841808139289&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/72940841808139289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/72940841808139289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-vegetarian-adventure.html' title='My Vegetarian Adventure'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MOta4TufEgQ/TEkHvyNPuaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/2YJgyuVzwwc/s72-c/IMG_0209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-2048085724796513650</id><published>2010-07-21T10:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:57:24.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"That's HER"</title><summary type='text'>Quote: "Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the one who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends and family, who thinks you're just as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/2048085724796513650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=2048085724796513650&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/2048085724796513650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/2048085724796513650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/07/thats-her.html' title='&quot;That&apos;s HER&quot;'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-3874846043106127653</id><published>2010-07-20T07:43:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:14:49.594-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Texting is nice but how about a PHONE CALL</title><summary type='text'>Technology is nice, it really is but I think it's making us more and more dependent on less personal forms of communication.  I admit I'm pretty old-school when it comes to a lot of things and especially when it comes to dating or like they used to say back in the day "courting".  Text-messaging is fun and convenient when you're out and about or at work and just want to send off a quick message.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/3874846043106127653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=3874846043106127653&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3874846043106127653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3874846043106127653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/07/texting-is-nice-but-how-about-phone.html' title='Texting is nice but how about a PHONE CALL'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-100703214238040092</id><published>2010-07-19T07:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T16:02:21.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Your presence is enough</title><summary type='text'>"It's easy to enjoy each other while on a vacation in Maui. The key is to find someone you can have fun with during the six-hour flight over there"  ~Tom Arnold

Now that's what I'm talking about.  I love that.  If I can just sit there and laugh, talk, enjoy a person's company without any other outside stimuli then we are already half way there.  Sometimes I like to let soulful conversation be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/100703214238040092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=100703214238040092&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/100703214238040092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/100703214238040092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/07/your-company-is-enough.html' title='Your presence is enough'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-5398171386236275649</id><published>2010-07-18T16:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:13:31.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The KEPT Woman</title><summary type='text'>Just got back from getting a pedicure and it is hot, hot, hot outside.  I didn't even want to walk from the car into the nail shop that's just how hot it is out there.  Anyway, earlier today I was listening to an internet radio show on BeeHive FM and the ladies were asking each other what they thought about the "kept" woman and I thought this would make a good blog post.  **side-bar** I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/5398171386236275649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=5398171386236275649&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5398171386236275649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5398171386236275649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/07/kept-woman.html' title='The KEPT Woman'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-188892074217854078</id><published>2010-06-27T12:02:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T11:55:00.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Land of Twitter</title><summary type='text'>I think I'm gonna finally break down and get a Twitter account. I know I'm a day late and a dollar short but hey better late than never....lol.  I find myself going back to people's twitter page just to read what they wrote so I guess I'll go ahead and get an account and follow a few people and see what the hype is about.  I read Solange's tweets on a regular basis. There's something kind of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/188892074217854078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=188892074217854078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/188892074217854078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/188892074217854078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/06/land-of-twitter.html' title='Land of Twitter'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-6725058427167393070</id><published>2010-06-15T20:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:51:43.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy News Network</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting here eating home-made tacos and looking at Obama's oval office address....well not really listening but it's on the t.v.  I'm getting so tired of the news it ain't even funny.  I would love to start a happy television network where they only report the good news that goes on around the country such as people doing note-worthy stuff in their communities.  The news is so depressing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/6725058427167393070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=6725058427167393070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/6725058427167393070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/6725058427167393070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-sitting-here-eating-home-made-tacos.html' title='Happy News Network'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-55206917827720864</id><published>2010-06-05T12:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T20:47:26.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheating on my Blog</title><summary type='text'>Wow can't believe it's been over a month since I last posted.  Just ran off and neglected my poor blog.  Actually I admit I've been cheating on my blog with another social networking site, partaking in some of the message board festivities.  Work has really been kicking my butt.  Finally....finally finished up the training and made it out alive and in one piece.  I'm getting my feet wet in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/55206917827720864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=55206917827720864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/55206917827720864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/55206917827720864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/06/funny-how-time-flies.html' title='Cheating on my Blog'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-475338850668862679</id><published>2010-04-20T05:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T05:51:55.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Ever Think About</title><summary type='text'>I am so feeling this song.  I happened to hear it the other day on the radio and I like the way she puts so much passion into the song like she MEANT THAT. There's no greater feeling in the world than real love.   Here's the song.



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/475338850668862679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=475338850668862679&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/475338850668862679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/475338850668862679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-i-ever-think-about.html' title='All I Ever Think About'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-6183984136354611342</id><published>2010-04-15T20:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:46:01.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Least Expect It</title><summary type='text'>Someone commented that if I put a follow widget on my blog, they'd follow me. I'm kind of an individualist when it comes to creative expression. In other words, I don't always follow what everybody else is doing or what is generally expected when it comes to my blog....lol.  If you would like to follow me, feel free to just click on the follow link in the upper left hand corner at the very top of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/6183984136354611342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=6183984136354611342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/6183984136354611342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/6183984136354611342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/04/follow-me-widget.html' title='When You Least Expect It'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-7914305338836971401</id><published>2010-04-14T06:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T06:13:07.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did the Time Go</title><summary type='text'>Wow, it's been a minute since I've written anything on my blog. I'm in some rigorous on the job training which has really left me drained and stressed lately.  I tend to eat a lot of junk food when I get stressed out which I'm trying to get better about.  I've been buying fruit, popcorn, and granola bars now as healthier alternatives when I get the urge to snack during the day. 


I saw Tyler </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/7914305338836971401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=7914305338836971401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7914305338836971401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7914305338836971401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/04/where-did-time-go.html' title='Where Did the Time Go'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-6203494267498798990</id><published>2010-03-23T21:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:30:16.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why ALCOHOL and CO-WORKERS don't mix</title><summary type='text'>They say never say never, but I will NEVER as long as I'm alive and of fully functioning mental capacity EVER do another after-work happy hour with co-workers again.  What in tarnation was I thinking?  (lol...the country came out for a second).  How about it was one big vent session about what managers people couldn't stand, who was flirting with who, and the night just ended on a really bad note</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/6203494267498798990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=6203494267498798990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/6203494267498798990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/6203494267498798990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-alcohol-and-co-workers-dont-mix.html' title='Why ALCOHOL and CO-WORKERS don&apos;t mix'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-4546305582884520942</id><published>2010-03-13T17:27:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T18:31:09.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving it for a RAINY DAY</title><summary type='text'>

This was inspired by a text message I recently got.  It's funny how men will hang on to a number FOREVER.  Now mind you I haven't talked to this person in over a year and we only went out a few times but I recognized the number as soon as I saw it. It happened to be on my block list....oops....lol. 


The text went like this "I saved this number without a name, can you tell me who this is?"  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/4546305582884520942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=4546305582884520942&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/4546305582884520942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/4546305582884520942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/03/saving-it-for-rainy-day.html' title='Saving it for a RAINY DAY'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-5688178227584554528</id><published>2010-03-02T05:59:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T06:46:03.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit being so NOSEY</title><summary type='text'>Now I will admit that I'm nosey, but I'm nosey in a look and see what I can find out by observing kinda way....not in a ask you questions to gather more information way, there's a big difference. I try to keep my personal life out of work place discussions as much as possible. I'm of the mind-set that the less people know the less they have to go off and gossip about.  


So this brings me to one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/5688178227584554528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=5688178227584554528&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5688178227584554528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5688178227584554528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/03/quit-being-so-nosey.html' title='Quit being so NOSEY'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-3457353529472120395</id><published>2010-02-25T06:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:28:26.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 reasons I started a BLOG</title><summary type='text'>

5.  I love to write

 
4.  Because Twitter and MySpace didn't seem like viable options at the time.

 
3.  Ran out of places to hide my journals before company came over.

 
2.  On the off-chance that Idris Elba would run across it and suggest me as the lead in his next movie.

 
1.  Google was getting ready to shut down the site due to too few blogs and asked if I would pick up the slack.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/3457353529472120395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=3457353529472120395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3457353529472120395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3457353529472120395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/02/top-5-reasons-kandia-started-blog.html' title='5 reasons I started a BLOG'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-5536947679614876504</id><published>2010-02-20T08:56:00.045-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:52:28.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Be That Chick</title><summary type='text'>


I saw Tiger Woods tearful apology yesterday about how he's getting more therapy for his addiction and how sorry he is.  **rolling eyes and mouth turned to the side Gary Coleman-style**   I believe he's sorry that he got caught and his laundry is out there for the world to see, especially the media.  Maybe he'll come out of the experience a better man...who knows.  
There's a quote that said "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/5536947679614876504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=5536947679614876504&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5536947679614876504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5536947679614876504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-cant-be-that-chick.html' title='I Can&apos;t Be That Chick'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-7421225625984587499</id><published>2010-02-14T08:40:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T15:06:46.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><summary type='text'>


I am up early this morning and I see we still have a few remnants of the arctic blast that hit the South this week. We very rarely get snow that isn't melted by the end of the day so it was a big deal to get 12 inches in some parts of town. We are NOT used to driving in anything more than rain around here so I almost went into cardiac arrest the other morning when my tires started sliding.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/7421225625984587499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=7421225625984587499&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7421225625984587499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7421225625984587499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-5591982751830844666</id><published>2010-02-06T08:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T08:56:06.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Can Look...I Can Look</title><summary type='text'>"What's good for the goose is good for the gander", at least that's what they say. So why is it that men can look at other women but when the woman does it to give them a taste of their own medicine they can NOT handle it. That is so funny to me. 


Me being the Leo woman that I am, (couldn't resist that one)....that's probably one of the worst things you can do when you're out with me.  I get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/5591982751830844666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=5591982751830844666&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5591982751830844666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5591982751830844666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/02/if-you-can-looki-can-look.html' title='If You Can Look...I Can Look'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-5027630787690590721</id><published>2010-01-31T10:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:01:36.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Can't Be Friends</title><summary type='text'>Around the holidays and especially in the winter, ex's tend to pop out of the wood-work to re-establish contact.  Back in the day I would do the old we can talk every once in a while, no harm no foul. I used to get sucked into that cycle of breaking up and making up and it kept me stuck emotionally from moving forward. Now it's much more healthy for me to leave the past in the past and realize </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/5027630787690590721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=5027630787690590721&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5027630787690590721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5027630787690590721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-cant-be-friends.html' title='We Can&apos;t Be Friends'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-774200631045601657</id><published>2010-01-23T22:09:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T08:46:22.509-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Color of LOVE</title><summary type='text'>I was watching the reality show Tough Love 2 and I heard one of the most annoying questions a person can ask right off the bat. One of the ladies went home to meet the man's parents and the first thing out of his mother's mouth to her was "so what do you do"?  I think it's more the way the question is asked that's annoying to me than the actual question.  Let's say I meet someone and they say "Hi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/774200631045601657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=774200631045601657&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/774200631045601657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/774200631045601657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/01/color-of-love.html' title='Color of LOVE'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-7378252483460840614</id><published>2010-01-17T09:09:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T05:34:42.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Devastation in Haiti</title><summary type='text'>I've been watching the news and the destruction that happened in Haiti is just mind-blowing.  I can't even imagine what they are going through having to wander the streets looking for help, not knowing where they will sleep, use the bathroom, or even bathe. Not to mention food to eat or clothes to wear.  I was able to donate to the Red Cross by texting the word Haiti to 90999 and a $10 donation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/7378252483460840614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=7378252483460840614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7378252483460840614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7378252483460840614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/01/devastation-in-haiti.html' title='Devastation in Haiti'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-3546518169413896874</id><published>2010-01-10T20:42:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:14:41.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What I like about AQUARIUS men</title><summary type='text'>  I like men of the intellectual variety and tend to be attracted to the off-the-beaten-path vibe that the Aquarius man gives off. It seems they like to go against the grain or be different just for the sake of being different. A lot of them tend to march to the beat of their own drum and just when you think you have them figured out, they like to switch it up. I don't know what's up with that...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/3546518169413896874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=3546518169413896874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3546518169413896874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3546518169413896874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-i-like-about-aquarius-men.html' title='What I like about AQUARIUS men'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-4609531544347824368</id><published>2010-01-09T18:37:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:18:14.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ON MY MIND</title><summary type='text'>Let's see....what's on my mind today.  I just got through eating half of one of those huge burritos from Chipotle and now I'm getting sleepy.  I can't eat and get full for nothing without getting drowsy, and this freezing cold weather is not helping the situation. It's about to lull me right on into a nap. 

     
I've been keeping an eye out on my mailbox for my W-2's so I can go ahead and file </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/4609531544347824368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=4609531544347824368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/4609531544347824368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/4609531544347824368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-my-mind.html' title='ON MY MIND'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-3802810985435348445</id><published>2010-01-03T20:28:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:59:01.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back down Memory Lane</title><summary type='text'>

1) Having to pull over to a pay phone after checking your beeper 


2) Writing pen-pals hand-written letters from RightOn magazine (now that was old-school)


3) My little Michael Jackson purse with his picture on the front


4) Playing jacks out on the sidewalk


5) Trying to act grown and pretend to smoke them candy cigarettes...also the candy necklaces that had your neck all sticky


6) When</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/3802810985435348445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=3802810985435348445&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3802810985435348445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3802810985435348445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-down-memory-lane.html' title='Back down Memory Lane'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-8802962605097014822</id><published>2010-01-02T18:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:40:43.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken and Waffles..didn't make the cut</title><summary type='text'>









I've noticed here lately that when I see rave reviews about something then I experience it for myself, it doesn't live up to the hype. I like to read up on a place before going so I know what to expect. This was a hood spot chicken and waffles establishment (not one of the well known chains) so I just knew it was gonna be good. A lot of times the hole in the wall places have some of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/8802962605097014822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=8802962605097014822&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/8802962605097014822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/8802962605097014822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2010/01/chicken-and-wafflesdidnt-make-cut.html' title='Chicken and Waffles..didn&apos;t make the cut'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MOta4TufEgQ/Sz_U4JCrXWI/AAAAAAAAALI/9G12EPIvX1U/s72-c/IMG_0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-7227224496098839537</id><published>2009-12-27T09:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T10:13:49.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year..Sky's The Limit</title><summary type='text'>I am so not liking this cold weather. We got a little snow down here right before Xmas. I don't like to get out of the house much when it's below 50 degrees.  I'm really looking forward to the new year.  It seems like we were just celebrating 2009 and now here it is coming up on 2010.  I can't say that I'm making any New Year's resolutions other than I will get back in the gym.  I usually have to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/7227224496098839537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=7227224496098839537&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7227224496098839537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7227224496098839537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-yearskys-limit.html' title='New Year..Sky&apos;s The Limit'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-1935234267965298963</id><published>2009-12-20T10:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:45:48.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'll have some of what SHE's having"</title><summary type='text'>Hands down my favorite love movie of all time and a soul-mate story if EVER I saw one. ***insert dreamy sigh**  One of the few movies that just really touched me to the core and had me crying like a baby at the end.  Definitely on my list of favorite things.  




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/1935234267965298963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=1935234267965298963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/1935234267965298963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/1935234267965298963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-have-some-of-what-shes-having.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll have some of what SHE&apos;s having&quot;'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm22/wonder_lick/Quotes%20and%20Sayings/th_wonder_lick_Notebookquote1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-2352250264937686312</id><published>2009-12-18T19:38:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:35:19.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snooping..can you HANDLE what you find?</title><summary type='text'>


I'm new to this blogging thing, but I'm finding out quick that reading other people's blogs can become very addictive.  The realer (is that a word?) they are, the more you get drawn in....kind of like reality t.v. for the internet.  So I happened to come across this blog and they were talking about how lame it is to snoop on people trying to catch them at something.  That made me think about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/2352250264937686312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=2352250264937686312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/2352250264937686312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/2352250264937686312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/12/snoopingcan-you-handle-what-you-find.html' title='Snooping..can you HANDLE what you find?'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-3549031627416313394</id><published>2009-12-17T11:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:48:02.805-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Put the phone down and DRIVE</title><summary type='text'>That was the clear message the universe sent me the other day.  I wasn't even talking on the phone,  I looked at it for a split second and the next thing you know I had driven up on the little median. I can laugh now, but that just goes to show how quick your attention can be averted by a cell phone. What was the first thing I did immediately after....look in the rear-view to see if anybody had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/3549031627416313394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=3549031627416313394&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3549031627416313394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/3549031627416313394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/12/put-phone-down-and-drive.html' title='Put the phone down and DRIVE'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-7811053957561958682</id><published>2009-12-15T11:45:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:12:22.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BE YOURSELF</title><summary type='text'>I'm still in nostalgic mode. It's the end of the year and I tend to take a stroll down memory lane around this time as I look forward to the new year. It's funny how certain things stick with you years and years later.....and what stuck with me a long time ago was just be yourself. We are all a work in progress and there are things about ourselves that we can work on or improve, but don't water </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/7811053957561958682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=7811053957561958682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7811053957561958682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7811053957561958682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/12/be-yourself.html' title='BE YOURSELF'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-9163945984181900654</id><published>2009-12-12T13:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:41:47.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let life suprise you....</title><summary type='text'>




I've realized some of life's greatest surprises happen when you just fall back and let life happen sometimes. I stumbled upon this article about effortless living and this could not be more fitting for me especially in the career area and moving into a new field. 
You don't just sit back and not do anything, you do what you need to do and let the situation fall into place the way it needs to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/9163945984181900654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=9163945984181900654&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/9163945984181900654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/9163945984181900654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-life-suprise-you-sometimes.html' title='Let life suprise you....'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-7968264122309159908</id><published>2009-12-10T11:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:00:35.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Love Costs Too Much</title><summary type='text'>I'm feeling nostalgic....I think it's because we're on the cusp of a new year. Sometimes before you can move ahead, you have to stop and press pause....reflect on what was. What worked, what didn't, what can be tweaked and done better.... that eternal sense of idealism is always ever-present....it's what causes me to look forward to the future and not dwell in the past.  You just get up and do it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/7968264122309159908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=7968264122309159908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7968264122309159908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/7968264122309159908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-love-costs-too-much.html' title='Your Love Costs Too Much'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-1586201339180211419</id><published>2009-12-09T15:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:07:57.160-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"A little thug in him"</title><summary type='text'>I think this is a very misunderstood term when someone hears a woman say they want a man with "a little thug in him". The mind automatically conjures up images of someone with his pants sagging, hanging on the street corner with a 40 ounce, selling drugs, or some deviant reckless behavior. It would probably be better phrased or more easily understood to say a man with a combination of book smarts</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/1586201339180211419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=1586201339180211419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/1586201339180211419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/1586201339180211419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-thug-in-him.html' title='&quot;A little thug in him&quot;'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-1930133776582066525</id><published>2009-12-02T19:10:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:26:49.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just WORDS?</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting here eating some stuffed pasta shells that I cooked yesterday. They're stuffed with ground beef, cream cheese and spinach and have tomato and basil spaghetti sauce on top....washing it down with a cold glass of apple juice....good eating....for some reason they taste even better the second day. I guess they've had a chance to sit overnight and let everything just mesh together.  


Ok</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/1930133776582066525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=1930133776582066525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/1930133776582066525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/1930133776582066525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-words.html' title='Just WORDS?'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-106716538306544108</id><published>2009-11-30T14:15:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:12:06.835-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Not your "entry-level"  PARTY CRASHER</title><summary type='text'>I'm still trying to figure out how this Virginia couple was able to make it past several layers of White House security to be the first to EVER crash a White House state dinner and then posted it on their FaceBook page like "yeah bet you can't top THIS".  I'm baffled by all of this because their attorney is saying they didn't crash the event but the secret service has acknowledged that they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/106716538306544108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=106716538306544108&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/106716538306544108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/106716538306544108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-your-entry-level-party-crasher.html' title='Not your &quot;entry-level&quot;  PARTY CRASHER'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-541577565617480110</id><published>2009-11-27T15:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:04:24.206-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Shouldn't Even Be Dealing....</title><summary type='text'>I heard this song and it said "why must the bad things always feel so good". It's talking about two people who at least one of them is taken and shouldn't even be involved with each other but they feel like they can't let each other go.  Now this is one of those temptations that I pray I never fall into.  I think the longer you allow yourself to linger in a temptation the easier it will be to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/541577565617480110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=541577565617480110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/541577565617480110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/541577565617480110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-shouldnt-even-be-dealing.html' title='We Shouldn&apos;t Even Be Dealing....'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-5331061642938129115</id><published>2009-11-26T10:28:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:25:13.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss the 90's</title><summary type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving. I got up like 7:30 this morning and ate a bowl of Peanut Butter Cap'n Crunch. Since I won't be eating turkey dinner until at least 2:00 I'm gonna make some beef nachos to tide me over until then.  I can get up and eat practically anything I have a taste for no matter how early it is. I don't go by the rules of eggs/pancakes only for breakfast.  There have been times I've eaten</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/5331061642938129115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=5331061642938129115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5331061642938129115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/5331061642938129115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-90s.html' title='I Miss the 90&apos;s'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-8627239793816826370</id><published>2009-11-25T20:29:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:21:19.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like Your Vibe</title><summary type='text'>I was sitting here thinking about picking blogs to follow since I'm still a newbie. I've seen some profiles where they have like 50 or 60 blogs they're following and I'm wondering, do they really read all of those blogs on a regular basis? 


I think I'm gonna start out small with like 5  good blogs that I would actually read every week.  I usually go more by how someone says something rather </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/8627239793816826370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=8627239793816826370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/8627239793816826370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/8627239793816826370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-like-your-vibe.html' title='I Like Your Vibe'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-965770618506883879.post-2894149244098828758</id><published>2009-11-25T19:13:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:44:22.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Like the First Time</title><summary type='text'>




This is my first time ever writing a blog. I always liked writing diaries as a teenager. I found it to be sort of like a release...a way to just get everything I was thinking out of my head and onto paper.  I debated whether or not I would add my picture to my profile and decided that I might add it later....but for now I think I like not having one up so I can just be REAL without wondering</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/feeds/2894149244098828758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=965770618506883879&amp;postID=2894149244098828758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/2894149244098828758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/965770618506883879/posts/default/2894149244098828758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soulreunion.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-like-first-time_25.html' title='Nothing Like the First Time'/><author><name>Kandia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04500510428450645589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggalPICR7-U/TrkXMYK4cNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/deJyr7-02g0/s220/September%2B2011.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
