<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post3583739605438479325..comments</id><updated>2009-11-10T15:15:57.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on the lil bee: Simple time</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/feeds/3583739605438479325/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html'/><author><name>The Lil Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12271310136010979584</uri><email>melisa@thelilbee.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-7549684865418008498</id><published>2009-11-10T15:15:57.413-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:15:57.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am having a terrible day today and needed this r...</title><content type='html'>I am having a terrible day today and needed this reminder.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/7549684865418008498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/7549684865418008498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html?showComment=1257884157413#c7549684865418008498' title=''/><author><name>Sarah - La Jeune Marie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641536120485004698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3583739605438479325' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/posts/default/3583739605438479325' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3930597363019240128</id><published>2009-11-09T19:27:20.233-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T19:27:20.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Courtney, I love that story! My grandparents were ...</title><content type='html'>Courtney, I love that story! My grandparents were incredibly hard workers, too. My grandfather worked two jobs while getting his doctorate. He&amp;#39;d then come home to my grandmother and their three children, and my grandma would have completely remodeled the house (she did this almost daily, apparently!), and cooked a hot meal for him so that they could eat together before going to bed and repeating the same routine the next day. I miss those stories so much...I loved hearing about how hard they worked and how much pride they took in everything.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/3930597363019240128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/3930597363019240128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html?showComment=1257812840233#c3930597363019240128' title=''/><author><name>The Lil Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12271310136010979584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06956940398460267665'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3583739605438479325' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/posts/default/3583739605438479325' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-2678058012532735188</id><published>2009-11-09T18:50:20.142-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:50:20.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>amen sister. i am loving this right now. oxo right...</title><content type='html'>amen sister. i am loving this right now. oxo right this minute, deb</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/2678058012532735188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/2678058012532735188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html?showComment=1257810620142#c2678058012532735188' title=''/><author><name>Bonbon Oiseau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00217372750598243358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15377870431054816969'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3583739605438479325' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/posts/default/3583739605438479325' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-223945413527656221</id><published>2009-11-09T18:10:11.837-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:10:11.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know, my grandparents made life look so glamou...</title><content type='html'>You know, my grandparents made life look so glamourous. They traveled the world over, had the first color TV in their town, homecooked three meals a day (FULL on meals, too) and the list goes on and on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but they worked their ever-loving tail off. They grew everything they ate and all meat came from my grandfather&amp;#39;s hunting. Can you imagine tending a massive garden in your 70s? Whatever couldn&amp;#39;t be eaten now had to be frozen, canned, etc. Non-stop work! My grandfather also had his own electrical/appliance company (hence the TV tidbit), and he worked day and night. I think people of our grandparents&amp;#39; era all had day jobs then went home and worked even harder doing things themselves around the house. It&amp;#39;s unreal really how much time my Grandma was able to make out of one 24 hour period. She was never tired! And more importantly, she never complained. It was life and they were loving it, so what really to complain about? I need more of that in me!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/223945413527656221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/223945413527656221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html?showComment=1257808211837#c223945413527656221' title=''/><author><name>Courtney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08246145246209889868</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3583739605438479325' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/posts/default/3583739605438479325' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-9005770242885975298</id><published>2009-11-09T15:08:56.299-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:08:56.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this. Thank you for it.</title><content type='html'>I love this. Thank you for it.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/9005770242885975298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/9005770242885975298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html?showComment=1257797336299#c9005770242885975298' title=''/><author><name>Amy@OldSweetSong</name><uri>http://www.oldsweetsong.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3583739605438479325' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/posts/default/3583739605438479325' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-4437971055717089326</id><published>2009-11-09T14:18:58.875-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:18:58.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Motherhood has made you so zen. Very Power of Now ...</title><content type='html'>Motherhood has made you so zen. Very Power of Now :-)  But it&amp;#39;s also so true. I really must be better at this, it&amp;#39;s so important to be grateful for what you have in the moment. It makes life so much more enjoyable.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/4437971055717089326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/4437971055717089326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html?showComment=1257794338875#c4437971055717089326' title=''/><author><name>Vanessa</name><uri>http://thevoyageofv.wordpress.com/</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3583739605438479325' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/posts/default/3583739605438479325' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-8597726772306776278</id><published>2009-11-09T13:27:37.738-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:27:37.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>when i think of my childhood, I do have so many wo...</title><content type='html'>when i think of my childhood, I do have so many wonderful memories...it seemed like times were much simpler then, but perhaps not.  It is so important to enjoy each and every moment - that way you live with no regrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a beautiful day! :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/8597726772306776278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/8597726772306776278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html?showComment=1257791257738#c8597726772306776278' title=''/><author><name>Cathi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13514685526355525209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3583739605438479325' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/posts/default/3583739605438479325' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3499027703237892417</id><published>2009-11-09T11:36:22.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:36:22.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love nostalgia; but it makes me so sentimental a...</title><content type='html'>I love nostalgia; but it makes me so sentimental and almost somber at the same time. I feel like, when I was younger, I wanted so much to grow up, and now I would love nothing more to turn back time, and just be a kid again. To not have to worry about college, or boys, and just be surrounded by thoughts involving what outfit my Barbie should wear today. I suppose you simply just have to live in the moment to a certain extent.  :/</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/3499027703237892417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/3499027703237892417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html?showComment=1257784582001#c3499027703237892417' title=''/><author><name>Cafe Fashionista</name><uri>http://cafefashionista.blogspot.com</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3583739605438479325' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/posts/default/3583739605438479325' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-1190368967711837851</id><published>2009-11-09T11:28:35.143-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:28:35.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this really resonated with me this morning.  after...</title><content type='html'>this really resonated with me this morning.  after going to see &amp;#39;a christmas carol&amp;#39; this weekend, i found myself almost envious at the amount of squealing/giggling children in the theatre with us.  i kept thinking, &amp;#39;oh if only 3-d movies were still as exhilarating as they once were&amp;#39; instead of just enjoying the moment (and the fact that i understood the little jokes in the movie that went right over their little heads).  it&amp;#39;s always important to enjoy your current surroundings and appreciate what you have now.  thank you for this. xoxo</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/1190368967711837851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/3583739605438479325/comments/default/1190368967711837851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html?showComment=1257784115143#c1190368967711837851' title=''/><author><name>Cupcakes and Cashmere</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03924696385489623992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/11/simple-time.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656426566021916969.post-3583739605438479325' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4656426566021916969/posts/default/3583739605438479325' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>