<?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-704228383586281580</id><updated>2011-08-25T23:51:52.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Storyteller's Story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-292912891317172174</id><published>2010-11-14T21:49:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T22:35:07.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back and man do I have a story for you!</title><summary type='text'>My life has been busy to say the least.  It has gone from one crazy event to another.  But that's okay - it keeps me on my toes.  So much has happened I really don't know where to start.  I will start with my attendance at the first ever Five Tribes Story conference were I was able to be a part of two panels (actual moderate one) and perform at the evening concert.  This was an exciting time in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/292912891317172174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=292912891317172174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/292912891317172174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/292912891317172174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-back-and-man-do-i-have-story-for-you.html' title='I&apos;m Back and man do I have a story for you!'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/TOCuWC7rBCI/AAAAAAAAAI0/7tAuds7Ma5I/s72-c/100_0389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-698293263459156405</id><published>2010-04-10T15:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T16:17:06.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Here!!!!</title><summary type='text'>It's almost move in day!!!!  I know it has been awhile since I have last posted anything on this site.  But life for me has been crazy.  Both personally and professionally.  Since Lowak I have had my heart severally broken to the point of question if it would ever be whole again.  I lost a very dear friend this past winter and his death has made me appreciate every person that is in my life as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/698293263459156405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=698293263459156405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/698293263459156405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/698293263459156405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2010/04/almost-here.html' title='Almost Here!!!!'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/S8De_AsLZBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/fiiEoqbb9No/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-3548669289932781843</id><published>2009-12-30T22:20:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:23:13.955-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Traditions</title><summary type='text'>What can I say about Christmas.  Since Brody has entered our lives Christmas is amazing.  The statement, "a baby changes everything" is so true in so many ways.  When there is a child involved we want them to believe in Christmas Magic and we, adults that is,will do anything to make sure that the Christmas Magic is just that......MAGIC.  How  perfect was it this year for us to receive snow over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3548669289932781843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=3548669289932781843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/3548669289932781843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/3548669289932781843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-traditions.html' title='Christmas Traditions'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/SzwpT_jepDI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dNWyv__Y2GM/s72-c/Nikki+and+B+first+White+Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-6421308923176716457</id><published>2009-12-11T20:59:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:52:13.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Loksi, Loksi, Loksi - Minti</title><summary type='text'>Loksi, Loksi, Loksi - Minti     Those are probably four of the strongest words I have ever said during a performance.  Being a part of Lowak Shoppala' has been one of the most rewarding experiences I have ever had.  A lot of preparation went into getting ready for the production.  I spent many late nights  reading this wonderful story written by Chickasaw author and Pultizer  finalist  Linda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6421308923176716457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=6421308923176716457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/6421308923176716457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/6421308923176716457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/12/loksi-loksi-loksi-minti.html' title='Loksi, Loksi, Loksi - Minti'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/SyMLtmbff8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/WYjFY9DVOIo/s72-c/lorie+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-5013677481270892668</id><published>2009-11-20T12:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:00:55.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It looks like home to me</title><summary type='text'>Well how do you like it now?!  The brick  has been delivered, windows and doors are in.  Plus every room now has sheet rock.  YEE HAW!!  And as of yesterday the rest of my driveway has been poured.  I wonder what my nephew would think now trying to run around inside, lol.  The last time he could run through the boards.... now....not so much.  I'm sure he would find a way to get through the house </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5013677481270892668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=5013677481270892668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/5013677481270892668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/5013677481270892668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-looks-like-home-to-me.html' title='It looks like home to me'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Swbk_7FcZAI/AAAAAAAAAHE/jPLIKU_eprk/s72-c/043_43.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-5852859424226564523</id><published>2009-11-02T14:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:07:34.688-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ataloa Theater</title><summary type='text'>19 days until the premier of Lowak Shoppala'.  I wasn't nervous until I walked on the stage where the actual performance will be.  I bit intimdating and exciting all at the same time if that makes sense.There is a lot of excitement in the air about this production.  It has people from all walks of life.  Professional performers, dancers who have danced for years, children and adults.  I am the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5852859424226564523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=5852859424226564523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/5852859424226564523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/5852859424226564523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/ataloa-theater.html' title='Ataloa Theater'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Su9GQgsfIJI/AAAAAAAAAG8/0pVBLz5GEqc/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-279440022043564520</id><published>2009-10-23T21:50:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:12:49.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's taking shape</title><summary type='text'>For the past few weeks it has done nothing but rain, or mist which turned to rain, or flood.  It seemed as if there was never going to be another dry day again.  I just knew my house was never going to get framed. Then finally this sun came out.  It really scared me at first because I hadn't seen it in so long.  But then the next day........you got it.  It rained.  My mom and I still drove by the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/279440022043564520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=279440022043564520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/279440022043564520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/279440022043564520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-taking-shape.html' title='It&apos;s taking shape'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/SuJxEpRHFqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/PPuJp_8o1Xc/s72-c/103_0368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-7633896222120978536</id><published>2009-10-09T16:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:53:59.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain Rain Go Away</title><summary type='text'>All the excitment of having a house built has been placed on hold due to rain.....and more rain.  I'm starting to think that it's not going to stop.  My sister keeps telling it will but I'm really starting to question it now. I will be honest it has not rained every single day for the past month or even weeks.  But it has rained enough that if it isn't raining we are dealing with the mud that it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7633896222120978536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=7633896222120978536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/7633896222120978536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/7633896222120978536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/10/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain Go Away'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-5521049176240618443</id><published>2009-09-08T16:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T17:08:32.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson Learned</title><summary type='text'>My family and I learned a valuable lesson this past Labor Day weekend.  Never leave Moosey behind!  You see my nephew, Brody, has this stuffed moose that has become his confidant....his best friend.  We all had something like this growing up.  There's a lot to be said about these security blankets because they are more than just a blanket, stuffed animal, or doll.  They protect us from what lurks</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5521049176240618443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=5521049176240618443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/5521049176240618443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/5521049176240618443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/09/lesson-learned.html' title='Lesson Learned'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/SsZ1tPTctgI/AAAAAAAAAGE/K_vQmHf1peQ/s72-c/B+and+M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-1176954110746467997</id><published>2009-08-30T21:35:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T16:42:23.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Building  a Foundation</title><summary type='text'>Foundation is defined as a physical basis, and the foundation of my is has officially been poured.  So far there has been removal of trees, cleaning of the ground and leveling it and now the foundation is visible.  Seeing this brings a lot of things to mind about what this foundation means for me personally.  So much has happened in this one week that has my head spinning. I have paid off my car,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1176954110746467997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=1176954110746467997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/1176954110746467997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/1176954110746467997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/08/building-foundation.html' title='Building  a Foundation'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/SqXGoDmNgeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TZfriuSo6Ho/s72-c/103_0367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-1925869155868576455</id><published>2009-08-19T20:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:09:44.992-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did this summer</title><summary type='text'>With the start of a new school year I am sure the $24,000 question of the day is, "What did you do this summer?"   Let the stories begin.  There will be stories of camp outs, sleep overs, pool parties, amusements parks, and weekend's at grandma and grandpa's.  Some of these trips either required long car rides that were almost unbearable while other trips required a plane.So what did my summer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1925869155868576455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=1925869155868576455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/1925869155868576455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/1925869155868576455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-i-did-this-summer.html' title='What I did this summer'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/SoymXBOC6iI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WSvMuunfWfM/s72-c/103_0196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-1814369278110434904</id><published>2009-08-12T16:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:40:05.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Swee Home</title><summary type='text'>Growing up kids play some form of "house".  Whether it be with other friends playing with a kid size kitchen set and baby dolls or Barbie.  Someone is always playing house at home, daycare, or school.  And then.....we dream of what the house we will one day live in will look like.  Mine, as a child, was going to have a French garden filled with all kinds of colorful flowers that would bring in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1814369278110434904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=1814369278110434904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/1814369278110434904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/1814369278110434904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-swee-home.html' title='Home Swee Home'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/SoM1_7I5a_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/gWIxyew6rbo/s72-c/103_0201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-8425028855798704735</id><published>2009-08-07T21:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:31:46.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B-Man</title><summary type='text'>Another day of amazement will soon be passing me by.  The second birthday of my prodigy nephew.  Of course that is my personal opinion, that he is a prodigy, but there are many signs that have demonstrated why I can, and do, think this.  I am amazed by what children can achieve.  But, I guess, when you are around a child, whether your own or not, their achievements are more noticeable.  And my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8425028855798704735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=8425028855798704735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/8425028855798704735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/8425028855798704735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/08/b-man.html' title='B-Man'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/SnzmRnoYBHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/kzF3Xz4OoSk/s72-c/brody.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-7246324648089663658</id><published>2009-07-28T16:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:56:26.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Baby Doll this is for you.</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe my Baby Doll is five today.  When I watch the three of you I wonder how this family ever made it without you in our lives.  You all have brought so many smiles, much laughter, and even more love that I, or anyone, could ever imagine  I want to share a story with you of how I started calling you "Baby Doll".  You see, I had an aunt, Jeannie, who was the world to me and I was the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7246324648089663658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=7246324648089663658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/7246324648089663658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/7246324648089663658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-baby-doll-this-is-for.html' title='Happy Birthday Baby Doll this is for you.'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9w_D1_gAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/lO98wnGKt_s/s72-c/43743940715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-2576430125397044998</id><published>2009-07-27T15:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:53:42.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Come dance with us</title><summary type='text'>




While on my journey to Amman Jordan our group traveled to Jerash.  Jerash is an amazing place and I wished we had more time to spend there.  While in the oval coliseum the group took yet another group photo to memoralize our day and after our photo was taken we started to hear commotion and music followed by clapping and singing.  I had no idea what the song was about nor what they where </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=789b032f2df41fe4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2576430125397044998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=2576430125397044998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/2576430125397044998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/2576430125397044998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2009/07/come-dance-with-us.html' title='Come dance with us'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704228383586281580.post-5583975525636583455</id><published>2008-09-11T16:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:12:02.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here goes......</title><summary type='text'>Well, here goes.  My first blog.  I really have no idea what I am doing.  I guess this whole process is to write what I think like I would in  journal.  Except for that this is public as where my journal....no so much. I can talk about a variety of issues...but I mainly started this to be involved in the storytelling community. I have been storytelling since 1996 and since then I have had  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5583975525636583455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=704228383586281580&amp;postID=5583975525636583455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/5583975525636583455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/704228383586281580/posts/default/5583975525636583455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loriemichelle.blogspot.com/2008/09/here-goes.html' title='Here goes......'/><author><name>Lorie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14731019157608525080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jezH9VT5z2Q/Sm9r1niggsI/AAAAAAAAACw/PkuLfwpvcww/S220/28015323615.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
