<?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-6037225</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:27:59.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's yer sign</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my online journal, leave me a shout out</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-8165724909847312328</id><published>2007-09-26T20:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:00:52.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome gift idea!</title><summary type='text'>"Greetings from Gamewright!Are you looking for a unique gift that is sure to elicit "Wows!" from everyone who sees it? Our parent company, Ceaco, is introducing the Pieceless Puzzle - a revolutionary new puzzle unlike anything you've ever seen before. "What exactly is a Pieceless Puzzle?" Watch this video to find out more...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c4YrChGyQtQ</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/8165724909847312328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/8165724909847312328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8165724909847312328' title='awesome gift idea!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-111751741125429758</id><published>2005-05-30T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T00:45:04.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Alazafar</title><summary type='text'>Every Memorial Day weekend all of our family gets together and goes to this place called camp alzafar, I've been going since I was little and just love it there. It's on the guadalupe river, there's a playground that was built in the 1930's, a tennis and basketball court, and a swimming pool. They also have a big pavilion where they either set up a live band or a dj for a dance. We spent alot of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/111751741125429758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/111751741125429758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111751741125429758' title='Camp Alazafar'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-111182041386065972</id><published>2005-03-26T00:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T01:00:13.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I've learned....</title><summary type='text'>In my almost 20 years of life, here are a few things I've learned:1. Moms have eyes in the back of their heads: they see everything.2.Eddie and the cruisers(movie and music)is cool.3.Getting hit in the head by a ceiling fan going full blast isn't fun.4.Neither is getting stuck in an elevator.5.Never give a cat a bath unless your skin is fully covered.6.The definition of "snarfing".7.Volleyball is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/111182041386065972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/111182041386065972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111182041386065972' title='Things I&apos;ve learned....'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-110871294247906752</id><published>2005-02-18T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T01:49:02.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post</title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, I'm back. I kinda got away from posting, it just didn't seem like fun for awhile. I just signed up for my intermediate level signing class, and it was supposed to start this Thursday. I was really looking forward to it, then I found out it got cancelled for lack of interest. Otstoy. That's a Russian word meaning sediment, or residue. They use it like, "man that stinks". My friend Daniel</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/110871294247906752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/110871294247906752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110871294247906752' title='Long time no post'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-110231751781275346</id><published>2004-12-06T01:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T01:23:46.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend was our annual Bible conference here in town, had 3 preachers and a couple musical guests, with at least 50 people. I saw some friends I hadn't seen in awhile, Marisa being one of them. It was good to actually catch up in person, rather than thru blogging comments : ) . During break one nite, Royal and I went in the elevator to go hide on a floor from Josh, he gave us a minute to get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/110231751781275346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/110231751781275346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110231751781275346' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-110144164412146030</id><published>2004-11-25T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T22:38:06.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Ukraine</title><summary type='text'>Hey Guys, as most of you know this past summer I went to Ukraine to teach english camp. While I was over there I made friends with some of the Ukranian staff and still keep in touch with them. Right now Ukraine is going thru a hard time with their government/president situation and alot of people are standing out on the streets day and night protesting for who they think is right. It really made </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/110144164412146030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/110144164412146030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110144164412146030' title='Pray for Ukraine'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-109989185132072439</id><published>2004-11-07T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T23:30:51.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been interested in sign language for awhile, and 8 weeks ago I decided to sign up for a community course. It's been great, I love it, and my teacher tells me I do well at it. She says I have a broad vocabulary and a good memory, which will help alot. My goal is to speak fluently, so I will be looking into more classes. My teacher is an interpreter at church, which sounds like a pretty fun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109989185132072439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109989185132072439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109989185132072439' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-109695636384572967</id><published>2004-10-05T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T01:06:03.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am disgusted to see what kind of an influence is on today's youth. y'all are probably thinking what's new, that's been going on a long time. well, i was watching tv(public television at that) the other day and saw a commercial i hadn't seen before. it was an ad for a new perfume by britney spears. the commercial was really tacky, and seemed to me that it was mor of an advertisement for sex. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109695636384572967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109695636384572967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109695636384572967' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-109634891284380967</id><published>2004-09-28T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T00:31:57.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have these shoes that I love. I've had them for a year or two, and they're falling apart. The thing is, I got them at a discount store and can't find another pair anyplace, it's really sad. Here's what they look like: A couple weeks ago I went to Houston, and I saw this pair of shoes that I really liked. They're the same color and same sort of idea as my other shoes, but I can't decide if I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109634891284380967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109634891284380967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109634891284380967' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-109512267828627863</id><published>2004-09-13T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T19:44:38.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, it took awhile to post b/c I wasn't able to do it from my aunt's computer. As you've prolly already read on the blogs, we had a nice labor day weekend, I'm just gonna tell abt. it from my perspective. Friday Josh, my sisters, and I rode out to the mabritos to spend the nite, it was fun. A friend of ours, John, was also out there, I had a nice visit with him, as well as everybody else. Josh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109512267828627863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109512267828627863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109512267828627863' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-109159466270914015</id><published>2004-08-03T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T23:44:22.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This time I'm posting about VBS, because it was just over this past Friday. I worked as an elementary crew leader, and had three of my cousins traveling with me. It was so cool to get to see them get excited about worship and wanting to learn more, and understanding how the games we played every day somehow related to God. I was really happy to hear my cousins answering questions and singing too.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109159466270914015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109159466270914015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109159466270914015' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-109048184042202889</id><published>2004-07-22T02:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T02:37:20.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry it took so long to finally get around to my second day, it took awhile because I've been busy. First my 19th birthday came around and I celebrated it with family and friends, then at the ned of the day I got the best present ever. Ashley came home after 22 days of neither of us seeing each other, so we had some catching up to do. Okay, enough of the mushiness, here's my post:This morning </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109048184042202889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/109048184042202889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109048184042202889' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-108969609310181911</id><published>2004-07-12T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T00:21:33.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I decide I am going to start posting my journal entries I wrote while at camp a little bit at a time for y'all to read, starting with day one. Here goes:I got up at 5:00 this morning because we had to be at the airport at 5:50. After abt. 13 hours of plane trips(which I did okay with being my first time to fly) plus checking bags, we got picked up at the Kiev airport at 12:00 pm their time and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108969609310181911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108969609310181911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108969609310181911' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-108827900337771236</id><published>2004-06-26T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T14:43:23.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, here's a prayer guide:Radooga 2004Kiev, Ukraine	Amber, Alicia, and Kimberly will be in Ukraine from June 27-July 9, serving as missionaries by teaching English to Ukrainian youth.  We would greatly appreciate and covet your prayers while we are there.  We have included a prayer list for everyday to inform you of the specific prayer needs.  Due to the time difference Ukraine is 8 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108827900337771236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108827900337771236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108827900337771236' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-108780623317370691</id><published>2004-06-21T03:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T03:23:53.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys,how's everyone been? I haven't made the blog rounds in awhile, I need to stop by and leave all of y'all a shoutout. Been at the pool alot, and for the past 3 days playing volleyball there as well. I hope to learn to play by the end of this summer. We had a friend over to hang out and we went down there nearly all day thursday and friday, it was fun. I am listening to a Chris Tomlin Cd, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108780623317370691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108780623317370691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108780623317370691' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-108642464831782988</id><published>2004-06-05T03:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T03:37:28.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, I was having some random thoughts in my head about what I think are some of the neatest things I've ever done in my life. I don't see how anybody could see or do things like these and not believe there's a God. Here's 5 that I came up with:1. Love- without it I would have never experienced life, which is quite an exciting journey. Knowing how much God loves you is the awesomest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108642464831782988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108642464831782988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108642464831782988' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-108597607261004753</id><published>2004-05-30T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T23:01:12.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Our pool is finally opened, woohoo! Every summer I spend all the free time I have there, I really enjoy swimming. Ashley and I went swimming for a couple hours, it was very relaxing. I wasn't able to hold my breath as long as last year, but I'll get back to that soon enough. We did some lesson planning for teaching english today, I think it'll be more fun than I thought, because the kids are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108597607261004753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108597607261004753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108597607261004753' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-108547063810630416</id><published>2004-05-25T02:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T02:37:18.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Guys, I hope y'all don't mind me posting this band quiz thing as well. My sister Jordan and I did this one together.Choose a band/or artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band::VeggieTalesAre you female or male:: I'm  a Bald BunnyDescribe yourself:: God is BiggerHow do some people feel about you:: Oh No, What We Gonna do?How do you feel about yourself:: I Love My Lips!Describe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108547063810630416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108547063810630416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108547063810630416' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-108537855204823274</id><published>2004-05-24T00:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T01:02:32.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So we finished up our friendship killers Bible study this week. This time we also talked a little bit about God being our friend, and then went on to the subject of being the kind of friend Jesus was. We started in Exodus 33:7-11, specifically the latter verse, where it says, "And the Lord spake unto Moses face to face, as a man speaketh unto his friend." Then we discussed John 15:12-15: " This </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108537855204823274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108537855204823274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108537855204823274' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-108426103014211964</id><published>2004-05-11T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T02:37:10.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys,So sorry about keepin y'all hanging for so long. Have any of y'all noticed that the more you post, the harder it is to come up with somethin new to write about? I'm not giving up on bloggin, I just need to figger out what to write about. Last week I went to a Bible study called Friendship Killers, which I will finish up this week(Wednesday). It was really good, and I'll share my notes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108426103014211964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108426103014211964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108426103014211964' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-108269671227226655</id><published>2004-04-23T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T00:09:20.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been reading a really good book lately. Haven't had alot of reading time, so I've taken a month and still haven't finished it. It's called Not Even A Hint, by Joshua Harris. Some of You may have read about it on his blog, which is linked to Marisa's blog. There was this one part I read that just really hit me. I wrote it down on a paper and it's always a good reminder for me. It says,"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108269671227226655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108269671227226655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108269671227226655' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-108062442881233752</id><published>2004-03-29T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T23:30:43.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I still haven't finished my post, been really busy. This whole week we were up at the church running a prayer labyrinth. What that is, is a maze that you go thru while you listen to a headset, and thruout the maze there are stops where the headset tells you what to do, al relating to prayer. the 6th center was the neatest, it was a table with candles bread, and grape juice for a personal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108062442881233752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/108062442881233752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108062442881233752' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107881820459054885</id><published>2004-03-09T01:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T01:46:30.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey peeps, haven't posted in awhile because I was gonna try to find something exciting to post about. NEWS FLASH: It didn't happen. I guess this will just be one of my regular posts until I get around to that. My friend came in town this past week for her spring break, and she taught me a song in sign language called "enough". I really enjoy sign, and am thinking that when I have the funds and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107881820459054885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107881820459054885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107881820459054885' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107760586405655582</id><published>2004-02-24T00:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T14:59:35.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hiya everybody! Just got back from an exciting weekend of student life, a youth conference in houston. The conference theme was Love God, Love People, relating to Mark 12:30 and 31. There were great video clips, speaking, music and drama to go with it, I think I liked the drama the best. My friend Kim came down from college just for the conference, that made me happier even than getting to meet </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107760586405655582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107760586405655582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107760586405655582' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107657009819143411</id><published>2004-02-12T01:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T01:17:29.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>" When God-fearin women get the blues, there ain't no slap dab a tellin' What they're gonna doRun around yellin'I got a mustang it'll do 80You don't have to be my babyI've stirred my last batch of gravyYou don't have to be my baby"This is the song that's been stuck in my head and won't get out, I heard it on CMT crossroads the other day. It was an episode with Pat Benetar and Martina </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107657009819143411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107657009819143411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107657009819143411' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107645198169872142</id><published>2004-02-10T16:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T16:28:50.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, sorry it took me so long to post, but I just never got around to it.  This weekend was really busy, Saturday we worked doing setup for Sunday church, the setup guy threw out his back so they called Ashley and me in. I went to bed earlier than I ever do on a Saturday nite :). Sunday we had our regular 2nd grade Sunday school, our class was in a room called Praise Place, that's the music </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107645198169872142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107645198169872142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107645198169872142' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107583863555390379</id><published>2004-02-03T14:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T14:10:43.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm back from grandma's and all is well. Saturday I got up at 6:45, and went up to help load branches the guys trimmed, rake leaves, and spread fertilizer on the churchgrounds. It was a lot of fun, the two guys in charge of landscaping are both named Joe, and Ashley gave them the nickname "the Joes". One is short and one is tall, and she calls the short one little Joe. If any of y'all are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107583863555390379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107583863555390379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107583863555390379' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107544480507396083</id><published>2004-01-30T00:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T00:42:17.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, I got a new blogskin that I really like, let me know what you guys think. Yesterday at work I got to use a pressure washer on the sidewalks for the first time, it was alot of fun. Then that night I went to a class called true love waits, it was awesome. We watched a video by a christian speaker named Pam Stenzel that talks about dating, saving sex for marriage, and only being interested</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107544480507396083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107544480507396083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107544480507396083' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107467022391670589</id><published>2004-01-21T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T23:16:24.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Never has there been and never againWill there be another youFashioned by God’s handAnd perfectly plannedTo be just who you areAnd what He’s been creatingSince the first beat of your heartIs a living breathing priceless work of art lyrics taken from the song Fingerprints of God, by Steven Curtis ChapmanThe reason I put these lyrics on here is because this song reminds me that I don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107467022391670589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107467022391670589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107467022391670589' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107466883049505054</id><published>2004-01-21T01:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T01:09:11.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I guess I'll write on the subject of being a twin. First I'll start with answering some of the common questions. Question 1: do we think alike?Well, not really. Sometimes I'll be thinking a song and then Ashley will start singing it, or vice versa, and sometimes we say the same thing at the same time, but we're not psychic or anything freaky like that. On to the next question, do we ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107466883049505054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107466883049505054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107466883049505054' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107423947084590281</id><published>2004-01-16T01:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T01:53:04.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What if His people prayedAnd all who bare His nameWould humbly seek His faceAnd Turn from their own wayAnd what would happen if we prayedFor those raised up to lead the wayThen maybe kids in school could prayAnd unborn children see light of dayWhat if the life that we pursueCame from a hunger for the truthWhat if the family turned to JesusStopped asking Oprah what to dotaken from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107423947084590281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107423947084590281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107423947084590281' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107421955479090950</id><published>2004-01-15T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T20:21:08.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I decided to do one of those lists like Anna, Marisa and Tex have. 100 things about me( I'll try to go with the non-obvious ones) Here they are:1.God is my #1 priority in life2.Casting Crowns has become my favorite Christian band-I really like their style3.I'm an outdoorsy person-walking, running, hiking, etc.4.Soccer is my favorite sport.5.I love writing, but never show mine to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107421955479090950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107421955479090950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107421955479090950' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107405645037708482</id><published>2004-01-13T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T23:02:41.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, I'm back, hope verybody had a nice weekend. Mine was pretty busy, one friday out of every month the church has a thing called middle school madness, and another thing called gymjam(for 1st thru 5th grade), and parents drop off their kids from 6:30 to 10:00 to go out to eat. I usually work Gymjam, but I'm helping my friend Bean with middle school, to try something new, and spend more time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107405645037708482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107405645037708482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107405645037708482' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107346876316216145</id><published>2004-01-07T03:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T03:46:22.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't posted in a few days, so I decided I guess it's about time. It's been a busy week, We've been at my grandma's alot helping her do stuff, and then we had our regular weekend and church, and then I just never got around to posting. I decided I wanted to post a similar post to one I saw on another blog(their title and things were a little different)- 10 reasons dogs make awesome friends1</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107346876316216145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107346876316216145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107346876316216145' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107312173351798281</id><published>2004-01-03T03:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T22:06:12.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, hope you all had fun on New Year's, or December 30-31. I had alot of fun, the church I go to had a lock-in for the youth. I'm not really included as a youth anymore, but was allowed to come anyway. What I didn't know was that they'd need me as a sponsor, but was glad to do that. We went and played Lazerquest, which I am terrible at. I got 21st place out of 30 peeps, then 17th. We went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107312173351798281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107312173351798281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107312173351798281' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107276349810571853</id><published>2003-12-29T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T15:02:45.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys, I'm back home from grandma's, had a nice weekend, except I don't feel so great. I've got some cold, which I hope to get over fast, because all I wanna do is be lazy, and that's not like me. I want to tell you guys who read my last post, as Katie said, we aren't supposed to celebrate the birth of Christ, which I didn't know before. I already knew the part about the life, death, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107276349810571853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107276349810571853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107276349810571853' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107256431769061777</id><published>2003-12-27T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T23:46:50.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everybody can do their little dance now, I've decided to post. This week has been crazy, first we had friends come in town, which was really fun. Then, we did the whole christmas thing three different days with different parts of our family. We went to a candlelight service with my uncle and mom, he and my aunt and are methodist, and we went to one with them last year, but she wasn't able to this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107256431769061777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107256431769061777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107256431769061777' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107164188622255999</id><published>2003-12-17T00:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T00:50:28.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a few days since I posted, so I'll start with what I did this weekend. Saturday we went to my uncle's Christmas party. We're not really into the whole christmas thing, but the rest of our family is. We had a nice time visiting with all of our cousins, even if they are a little crazy. Sunday, we saw a christmas cantata at church, the music was so pretty, and it wasn't so much of a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107164188622255999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107164188622255999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107164188622255999' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107112765796127840</id><published>2003-12-11T01:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T01:27:50.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lately I've been noticing how much things change as you get older. At first I thought turning 18 would mean no more fun, because everybody would think I was immature. But then I realized, it's not what everybody else thinks that's important, and when I go and have fun with the kids, they love me for it. As long as you know how to act like an adult, I think it's okay to be a kid every once in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107112765796127840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107112765796127840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107112765796127840' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107095228829313981</id><published>2003-12-09T00:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T00:45:00.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I had a great weekend. went to church, and on Sunday nite I got to hear this little girl who I babysit sing Jesus loves me. She looked like a little angel. Her dad is the choir director and he said that she decided to sing on her own. Also I got some good news, this one guy who is on the groundskeeping comittee finally convinced the guy in charge of me and my sister picking weeds to put </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107095228829313981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107095228829313981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107095228829313981' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107069083829225700</id><published>2003-12-06T00:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T00:07:29.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm gone for the weekend again, got babysitting saturday and then sunday school,will be home sunday nite though. Today our cousin came over, she's quiet but fun. Her and my sister mouth are total opposites, but best friends.My sister and me are putting together a scrapbook for our year of teaching sunday school.My aunt and friend both do lots of scrapbooking, it's pretty kewl. Well, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107069083829225700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107069083829225700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107069083829225700' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107043483936311347</id><published>2003-12-03T01:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T01:02:46.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I still have nothing exciting to post, and it looks like there's still not a whole lot going on in the way of blog. I did notice Zippy posted though, and now that Pepe's home that should smell things up a bit ;). Welkacome home Pepe,see y'all laters.twinskater </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107043483936311347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107043483936311347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107043483936311347' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107025751481562281</id><published>2003-11-30T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T16:51:23.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is kind of an average day. I didn't do much, my uncle and his friends came to my grandma's and we visited for awhile. Most of the conversation was about Michael Jackson being metrosexual, which lead to explaining to my grandma what metrosexual was. I just sat there and laughed while my uncle explained, it was so hilarious. I am tired and not thinking straight, need sleep. Let's see, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107025751481562281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107025751481562281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107025751481562281' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-107008364789635287</id><published>2003-11-28T23:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T23:27:37.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, today I found a site to add games to my blog, I love pacman, and I like the reg mad libs. Haven't tried these yet but I bet they're fun. I missed everybody posting thanksgiving, but it's over now, so get to work. Well, the games are right above my links, have fun.twinskater</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107008364789635287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/107008364789635287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107008364789635287' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106991821123432498</id><published>2003-11-27T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T01:30:19.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now I figured out how to get my shoutbox where I wanted it! I'm so happy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106991821123432498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106991821123432498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106991821123432498' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106988398156941702</id><published>2003-11-26T15:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T16:07:17.173-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got my letters fixed! The stupid whole layout on my blog had to be fixed, but I'm happy with how it looks now. I even got my Nemo pic lined up with the shoutbox, where it wasn't before. Everybody have a great day!Later, twinskater</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106988398156941702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106988398156941702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106988398156941702' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106983096605619611</id><published>2003-11-26T01:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T01:16:14.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I bought this really cool game called constructionary. It's kinda like pictionary, but no teams, and instead of drawing, you're building with lego. I love lego and always have, we played the game last nite and it's awesome. My friend has been having american sign language class the past two sunday nites, and so far I can count to ten, do my alphabet, say hi how are you, nice to meet you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106983096605619611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106983096605619611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106983096605619611' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106974443882476575</id><published>2003-11-25T01:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T01:14:07.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm back from grandma's and all is well, except querty crashed and now the fonts are all huge and it makes my blog look weird. Did anyone miss me? I know I missed blogging while I was gone. This Sunday in Our second grade sunday school class we gave our kids a shortened version of those surveys everybody likes to pass around, especially a certain somebody(she knows who she is :). One of our</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106974443882476575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106974443882476575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106974443882476575' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106945960026664480</id><published>2003-11-21T18:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T18:09:18.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey everybody, I'll be gone for a couple days, staying at my grandma's. In the A.M. I'm going to a peewee football game, I think kids playing sports are so cute. Everybody have a great weekend and I'll be back soon, don't miss me too much. Asta la pasta,twinskaterOh, BTW, my sister's linked, so check out her page, leave her a shout out</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106945960026664480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106945960026664480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106945960026664480' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106931717957148695</id><published>2003-11-20T02:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T02:40:54.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today my sister FINALLY got her blog, I helped her start one. So far, it consists of er one post and a shoutbox, I'll help her get a comment box and pic tomorrow, I got her password(evil laughter). J/K :) Anyway, I'll link her tomorrow.Well, here's a verse for you, didn't take as much time picking it as I planned, so it's kind of just a random one: John 15:13- "Greater love hath no man than this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106931717957148695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106931717957148695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106931717957148695' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106920518849626284</id><published>2003-11-18T19:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T19:26:35.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I slept in because my throat was so sore. I kinda didn't do much besides clean my room and take my dog on a walk. The breeze was nice, not to cool, just right. The park was totally empty, besides me and my Lacey, so it was very quiet and enjoyable. Alot of times we have guys playing basketball and it gets loud, I was glad that wasn't the case today. Let's see, verse for today: Psalm 121:1-2</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106920518849626284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106920518849626284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106920518849626284' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106913893257893064</id><published>2003-11-18T01:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T01:25:35.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's see....so this weekend was pretty much the same as most, except my sister's birthday party. It was alot of fun, we played this really kewl game kinda like charades called party quirks. One person is a host, and everybody else picks a card with a personality(we made the personalities ourselves because we don't have the game) and knocks on the door one by one. The host has the job of guessing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106913893257893064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106913893257893064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106913893257893064' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106894409521919382</id><published>2003-11-15T18:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T18:56:37.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today our youth missions group went to a homeless shelter. I love doing service work, It's my evangelism style according to a book called contagious christian. We helped unload six trailers full of bags of  clothes, blankets, shoes, soap, and things like that. we piled the room in the warehouse full to the ceiling with those bags, but I was glad to help out. I feel sorry for the next group who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106894409521919382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106894409521919382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106894409521919382' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106883739485962000</id><published>2003-11-14T13:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T13:16:40.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Changing my blog again, I think I got a little carried away with the color before. It's not completely finished yet though</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106883739485962000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106883739485962000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106883739485962000' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106875880761968837</id><published>2003-11-13T15:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T15:26:52.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finally figured out how to put a pic on my blog!It doesn't really match my colors, but I'll fix that later. I'm gonna figure out how to make my shoutbox another color too. well, bye for now,twinskater</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106875880761968837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106875880761968837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106875880761968837' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106870608681749954</id><published>2003-11-13T00:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T00:48:11.773-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a long day, so I wasn't online. We went with some friends out to their property out in the country. It's nice to get out of the city when you can. Tonite we had cubbies, and then there was that project for youth. I didn't do one, but my twin sister used her dobro to show how sometimes life has ups and downs(rythm chopping), sometimes problem's hit from all over(hammering on and off)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106870608681749954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106870608681749954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106870608681749954' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106853538405040077</id><published>2003-11-11T01:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T01:23:08.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend I went to my grandma's, as I do every weekend. I stay saturday nite with her and go to church sunday, to teach my second grade sunday school class, they're awesome. This week in sunday school we learned about Moses. It was really cool, the teacher(playing Moses) taught about the israelites and the red sea, then parted the sea for us to walk thru. after that, we learned about the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106853538405040077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106853538405040077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106853538405040077' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106828517799850265</id><published>2003-11-08T03:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T03:53:01.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I have this project due Wednesday. It's not a required thing, but I want to try it anyway. Our youth minister gave us the assignment to find something that we enjoy(not church related) and use it for a spiritual application. I enjoy kids, and rollerblading(that's why I'm called twinskater). I haven't come up with anything yet, but I'm thinking hard. If anyone can help me, leave a comment</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106828517799850265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106828517799850265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106828517799850265' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106810748494752577</id><published>2003-11-06T02:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T02:31:28.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've taken a sudden interest in sign language, I think it's really cool. A friend had taught me this one worship song to do for a talent show, and I got to thinking how awesome it would be to share Christ with deaf, whether thru a worship song, or just speaking in sign. My friend is going to teach me sign, I'm really excited about it. Hey Anna, this blog thing is cool, thanks! Pasta la wego,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106810748494752577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106810748494752577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106810748494752577' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6037225.post-106802292279855740</id><published>2003-11-05T03:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T02:21:09.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I thought I'd start my blog with sharing some cute and humorous but also smart advice that I got from some 8 year old twins, Devin and Preston. We started talking about guys and girls and got into the subject of whether I have a boyfriend. Since I didn't, they decided to share with me what they thought I needed to hear. Preston's advice: Never be alone with a guy, and if a guy says he wants to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106802292279855740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6037225/posts/default/106802292279855740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twinskater.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106802292279855740' title=''/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14786153396749356861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
