<?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-6403425932182483832</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:41:14.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lola's words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-8609961198234685700</id><published>2010-10-09T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T09:48:52.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New?</title><content type='html'>Some new things have happened in my home. My mother-in-law had knee surgery to give her a new knee. We still don't have a car. Trying to get one is hard when you live off of a small amount. My brother-in-law is leaving to Alabama. About time he got out on his own. My husband and I are have nice long talks that are helping us to grow strong as a couple together. So many new things are going on also outside of the home. The state is buying up the land around us and where we live. They have some plans for it, but I don't know what. Oh well maybe we will get to move where we want to move to. So far that is all that is new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-8609961198234685700?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/8609961198234685700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=8609961198234685700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/8609961198234685700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/8609961198234685700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2010/10/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New?'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-966761360950778184</id><published>2010-08-31T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T18:21:48.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have seen</title><content type='html'>I have seen a lot of things in my 31 years of life. I have seen people addicted to drugs, to sex, even to food. My first husband was addicted to any drug he could get his hands on. That was one of the many reasons we got a divorce. The other was his lack of faithfulness to me. Let me tell you, the only thing you can do for a person that is addicted is pray for them and tell them you are there for them. You can't change them. They have to be willing to change themselves.  I have seen people hit rock bottom and I have seen people that hit that level pull themselves out of it. I have seen women that were so hard up for something that they pawned their own children just to get what they want. I have seen anger that was so bad that it almost killed them. I have seen people steal, lie, cheat, and hide. I have even seen a person that could not stop themselves from wanting food all the time. I watched a friend of mine blow his own head off. I walked in on a friend slicing their wrist. I have been to places that made my skin crawl and the smell made me pass out. I wish I could wash my eyes out. If I have not seen all that I have seen then I would not be the person I am today. I thank God I am still alive and able to help my friends out as much as I can. I have been there too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-966761360950778184?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/966761360950778184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=966761360950778184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/966761360950778184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/966761360950778184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-seen.html' title='I have seen'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-5476476038561883113</id><published>2010-08-05T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:15:02.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Things For Them That Pray</title><content type='html'>I have faith in God. I pray to him everyday. Lately I have been praying for my father-in-law who is in prison for something I will not say. He is already blind in one eye. He has been like that sense the day he was born. Well now he is going blind in the other eye. He has glaucoma in that eye now. Well, as he was doing something at the prison, his eye started burning and painful. He went to the medical clinic in the prison and they just gave him some medication. Around 40-49 days later they sent him to an eye doctor on the outside, and that eye doctor told them he should have been seen the day he told them about this. If he had gotten there sooner, he would not be going blind. Well the medical clinic inside don't seem to care about anything a real doctor tells them. My father-in-law filed a complaint and submitted a case to court. I prayed that the court would take the case and the complaint would catch some ones attention. Well, good news! He head of Federal prisons is investigating the prison and the court took the case. I am so happy. I had faith in God the hole time. I was not the only one praying, my mother-in-law was praying also. I tell you, when two or more are in agreement, God will answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-5476476038561883113?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/5476476038561883113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=5476476038561883113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/5476476038561883113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/5476476038561883113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-things-for-them-that-pray.html' title='Good Things For Them That Pray'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-1851458242973561489</id><published>2010-07-31T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T10:49:18.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do with him</title><content type='html'>I have a hard time dealing with a person in my life.  This person is lazy. When it comes time to do any work, he runs off or just sits there. He runs to the kitchen every 5 min and comes back out with food. I tried controlling that, but once the family goes to bed, he gets up and sneaks into the kitchen and gets food. He does not want to get a job cause he is like I said lazy. My husband and I have to get him up and make sure he takes his medication. He will forget appointments on purpose and then blames it on us. We have tried talking to him and setting rule, but that don't work. I wish I knew what to do. He is like a kid in a adult body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-1851458242973561489?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/1851458242973561489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=1851458242973561489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/1851458242973561489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/1851458242973561489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2010/07/what-to-do-with-him.html' title='What to do with him'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-2709883189373561862</id><published>2010-07-30T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T12:43:20.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time</title><content type='html'>Yes it has been a long time sense I have blogged.  Many things have happened in my life. I got married April 10, 2009 to my 3rd husband. He is a good person.  I moved and now am close to family. I had surgery, My first ever, in October 9th, 2009. I went to school and became a medical coding specialist. I am looking for a job. Was going to church with my brother and sister-in-law, but something about going to that church was not working for me and my husband.  I became an Aunt 2 x's, That makes me happy. My mother-in-law has been in and out of the hospital many times. So many things have happened and now I am back to blogging. Now you are up to date, I will be blogging more later. God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-2709883189373561862?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/2709883189373561862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=2709883189373561862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/2709883189373561862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/2709883189373561862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2010/07/long-time.html' title='Long Time'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-3925489802080773956</id><published>2008-04-28T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T06:41:48.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end to the old</title><content type='html'>Well it was to good to last. My relationship is over. It is now time to move on. Things change and people change. I now moved back to Midwest city and will find a place of my own. I will start a new life. Things will be better. I still love him, but it is now over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-3925489802080773956?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/3925489802080773956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=3925489802080773956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/3925489802080773956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/3925489802080773956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2008/04/end-to-old.html' title='end to the old'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-4542620916501222285</id><published>2008-04-22T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:07:28.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely nights</title><content type='html'>At night I am alone. The love of my life works nights. He comes home and goes to bed and I don't get to say a word to him until he wakes up at around 3pm. I sometimes have a hard time getting to sleep. On the weekends when he gets home, I get to sleep in just long enough for us to hold each other. The sound of him breathing and his heart beating puts me right back to sleep. In his arms I feel safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-4542620916501222285?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/4542620916501222285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=4542620916501222285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/4542620916501222285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/4542620916501222285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2008/04/at-night-i-am-alone.html' title='lonely nights'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-8676515272702509668</id><published>2008-04-21T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T16:37:23.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been a while sense my last blog. I have been busy. God has a way with answering us when we pray. It may not be exactly what you were praying about, but he knows what we do and do not need. I have been praying for something and me being the human that I am thought that he would answer right away. Well God answers in his own time. Some of us need to learn that if we pray, we must wait and listen. It will not be that very same day, it might be next week that you get what is needed, or even the next year. Some of us tend to read the Bible wrong and our human way of thinking gets in the way and that leads to the devil being able to sweep us off our feet. Then we end up back in the hole we were trying to climb out of before. I should know. I have been in the same hole for so long that for a while I got use to living in it and thought that this was how things are suppose to be. Now I am slowly trying again to climb out of the hole, but this time I will not do it alone. We should never be ashamed to ask for help. As I asked for help, I have learned new things about myself that I have never knew before. Maybe it is time for you to take a good look at your life. Are you at a point of no return or is there hope yet. I pray that God will watch over you and I hope you learn something new everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-8676515272702509668?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/8676515272702509668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=8676515272702509668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/8676515272702509668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/8676515272702509668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-has-been-while-sense-my-last-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-6795589991391460324</id><published>2008-04-01T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T10:17:08.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement on becoming an aunt</title><content type='html'>The day I found out that I was becoming an aunt was an exciting and scary day. It was exciting because I get to be an aunt. It was scary because it made me realize how old I really am. The day I first got to see the little one was at an ultrasound appointment.  My sister-in-law, my Brother, and I got to see it move. I was so moved, I wanted to cry tears of joy. When I found out that it is going to be a girl, my heart leaped for joy. I found out that she will be born in June, that made me even more happy, because my birthday is in June. I may live about an hour away from them, but I will find a way to be there the day she is born. I want her to know that her aunt is there for her and will love her forever. The day she comes into this world, I want to be there. I am so excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-6795589991391460324?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/6795589991391460324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=6795589991391460324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/6795589991391460324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/6795589991391460324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2008/04/excitement-on-becoming-aunt.html' title='Excitement on becoming an aunt'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-8307422170446407657</id><published>2008-03-31T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T17:04:16.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answer to the questions</title><content type='html'>I have had a lot of people email me some questions, so I will answer them all on this blog. First question is:"How does it feel getting back with your first husband?" It feels great being with him. He is my first true love. The next question was: "Why would you want to get back with him after you both divorced each other?" Why not? I love him. He shows me real love. We have both made mistakes and have regrets in the past and getting a divorce was one of them. We both forgave each other and we love each other so we decided to give it another try. "If you got back with your first husband and if things did not work out, would you go back to your second husband?" No I would not. My second husband was very abusive and I would not put myself back in that relationship ever again. I am committed to working things out with my first husband. "Are you ever going to marry your first husband?" That is between me and him. Right now I am not thinking about marriage after just getting a divorce. Right now I want to rebuild a relationship with him. "What do you think the future hold for you and your boyfriend?" I have no idea. I am living for today. I will just take one step at a time. Tomorrow is just another day and we will handle what comes our way when we get there. I have faith in God that he will show us the way. That is all the questions I got. If I ever get anymore, I will answer them as they come along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-8307422170446407657?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/8307422170446407657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=8307422170446407657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/8307422170446407657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/8307422170446407657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2008/03/answer-to-questions_31.html' title='Answer to the questions'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-6330801149238320474</id><published>2008-03-29T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:12:33.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The tattle-telling adult</title><content type='html'>Like children, the tattle-telling adult likes to get others in trouble just as long as the blame is not on them. These people are never happy unless someone is in trouble. They live their lives running around finding someone to tell on. Even if that person has done nothing wrong, the tattle-telling adult will find something to tell on them about. They use tattle-telling to get ahead in a job, end relationships, ruin families, and ruin someones life. I have met these people. My second husband was a tattle-telling adult. Some of these tattle-telling adults have ruined things in my life. Anger is not the way to deal with these people. I have had to learn that forgiveness and understanding is the only way to deal with them. Sometimes talking to them to see why they have a problem with you works and sometimes it don't. There is no way to avoid a tattle-telling adult because they are everywhere. I knew this one that had kids and told their children not to tattle-tell and then turned around to tattle-tell on someone. If you know a tattle-telling adult, just pray for them and forgive them. Like I said before, anger is not the way to deal with them, for anger will cause more trouble. Avoiding them will also cause trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-6330801149238320474?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/6330801149238320474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=6330801149238320474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/6330801149238320474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/6330801149238320474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2008/03/tattle-telling-adult.html' title='The tattle-telling adult'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-3984572156233551025</id><published>2008-03-28T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T11:21:14.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living with bipolar and other mental problems</title><content type='html'>It is a constant battle everyday. It is worse if you have mental problems. I have bipolar. There are days that are really good and there are days when nothing seems to go right. It is like a really bad roller coaster. It don't help when your loved ones and friends don't understand. On top of having bipolar, I hear voices and see things. Medication helps most of the time, but there are times when the medication does not work. I really like to be happy, but sometimes I just start feeling sad for no reason, or angry for no reason. I am still a person, but when I tell someone that I have bipolar, they treat me like I am crazy and stupid. I have feelings and I am smart. Those of you who have the same problems know how I feel. I tried running away from it. I tried ignoring it. I even tried hiding it. That all ended bad. As for the voices and seeing things, it is somewhat under control. Talking about this does make me feel better and helps people to understand what a person with bipolar goes through. So the next time someone tells you that they have a mental problem, don't treat them bad, show them some respect like you would show any one else. We are people also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-3984572156233551025?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/3984572156233551025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=3984572156233551025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/3984572156233551025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/3984572156233551025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2008/03/living-with-bipolar-and-other-mental.html' title='Living with bipolar and other mental problems'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6403425932182483832.post-4442431183433144007</id><published>2008-03-27T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:54:59.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life after divorce</title><content type='html'>I have been married two times. I just got my second divorce in February of this year. Some people say it is hard to move on after a divorce. My first divorce was hard on me, because I still love the guy. This divorce was different. I became happier. I started feeling better and the stress I had was gone. The second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;marriage was a mess. He would always yell and hit me. I had to leave. Some women stay in a marriage like that, but not me. I would rather live on my own then to put up with something like that, and this "but he says he loves me" junk is not true&lt;/span&gt;. If he loves you, he would not hit you or put you down. I tell you ladies that life is worth more then that. Why put up with that, when there are better things in life. If he hits you, just think about later on. He could end up doing something worse.  If I can get away from this then so can you. I had help from God and my family. I am now back with my first husband. No we are not married. We are taking it slow. He treats me the way a woman should be treated, with love, respect, and kindness. Just think ladies, I say you are worth more than what you think you are. I know I am worth something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6403425932182483832-4442431183433144007?l=littlebugofjune.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/feeds/4442431183433144007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6403425932182483832&amp;postID=4442431183433144007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/4442431183433144007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6403425932182483832/posts/default/4442431183433144007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://littlebugofjune.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-after-divorce.html' title='Life after divorce'/><author><name>Lola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05177699642404968844</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GxzT4c2PPpA/R-xegkMt-7I/AAAAAAAAAAY/CALkwea_CZU/S220/my+lola..jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
