﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>BetsyAnne86's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from BetsyAnne86</description><language>en</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86</link></image><item><title>Wednesday, May 07, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/655860498/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/655860498/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 12:09:44 GMT</pubDate><description>My classes are done...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Four finals to go...&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;God is really good...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;and I can't believe my first semester down here will be over.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/655860498/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, April 02, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/650231801/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/650231801/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 16:51:51 GMT</pubDate><description>*footsteps echo*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wow, sure is dusty in here. Shall I tidy up a bit?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nah, I've got better things to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/happy.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/650231801/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, December 19, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/633092688/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/633092688/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 12:35:24 GMT</pubDate><description>I see that I haven't posted in almost a month. Well, life happens, and xanga isn't exactly a priority. &lt;br&gt;At the moment I'm getting over being sick, the house is empty save for Ben and myself, my semester is done, and I don't have to be at work till 3pm. Sounds like a good time for an update.&lt;br&gt;Work at the moment is really demanding. You'd think Hallmark would be a lovely little place to work, but during the holidays it's insane. Five days a week I'm running from the time I get there till at least 10 minutes after closing. But I can't complain. I love the girls I work with, and my boss is amazing. Besides, I need the&amp;nbsp; hours so I can pay for school this spring.&lt;br&gt;Speaking of school, I'll be attempting to make myself a little niche at PHC for a semester. I don't like the thought of being that far away from home for that long (I know, I sound like a daddy's girl, and I won't deny that I am), but God's hand is in this so I won't fight. &lt;br&gt;On November 5th my Grandpa suffered a major stroke and requires complete care. It's such a blessing to live only a little way up the road from them. We can just run to their house through the fields. The amount of time we have to spend at their house might seem like a burden to most, and at times it's difficult, but I'm so glad we're doing it. It's been amazing to see my younger siblings really step up. I know I've had to grow up a little more. One thing I love is praying with Grandpa after putting him to bed. He can't really speak, but I know he loves it. Then I get my goodnight kiss and everything is so worth it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/633092688/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, October 23, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/623157600/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/623157600/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2007 17:31:00 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;We have three more singing dates. One on Thursday (for a banquet) one on Sunday night (an actual concert), and one in November (another banquet). I &lt;IMG src="http://www.xanga.com/images/heart.gif" width=15 border=0&gt;&amp;nbsp;singing with my girls!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;School is fine. (Some interesting things developing...)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Puppies are adorable (8 months and they weigh 94, and 114lbs).&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Work is going well. (more hours then ever)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Life is good and God is great!!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/623157600/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, August 18, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/610900490/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/610900490/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 20:29:55 GMT</pubDate><description>Well, I was accepted to PHC for the fall, and given scholarships...but I'm still at home. And, believe it or not, I'm very happy about it. Some must think I'm insane. PHC is an amazing school, and I say that not naively. I am no starry eyed freshman, and I know some stuff goes on there, though I won't go into specifics. Regardless I still think its a great school, but I have no desire to go there. I can't explain just why...I don't really know. &lt;br&gt;So instead I'm taking 12 credits from a community college, 3 credits from Liberty University, working part time at Hallmark, and enjoying my family. If all goes well I should have my A.A. in psychology in one year, and my B.A. in two. I've been asked to come interview for an after-school tutorial program at our area high school. I'd have a "support staff" position, which would be prefect. It's a way to get my foot in the door, and get an idea of what public school teaching is like.&lt;br&gt;You know, it's kind of funny. I used to be so sure that PHC was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;place to go to school. It has the rigorous academics, the prestigious name, and a lot of smart kids! I wanted the kudos that would come with graduating from such a school. Now that isn't important to me. I'm just happy being with my family. I do get lonely sometimes, but why would I trade my relationships with my precious siblings and godson for temporary relationships with college kids?&lt;br&gt;No. I am happy where I am. God is guiding my path, and I'm content to allow Him to do that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In another vein, the my sister Hannah was crowned the Wyoming County Fair Queen Alternate, the Harford Fair starts Monday, and my mom, sisters, and I are giving a small concert next Sunday&amp;nbsp; at a church in central PA (I'm so excited!). We're also providing the special music for the Wyoming Co. Fair on September 1st. I love singing with my girls!!!&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/610900490/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, July 25, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/606224249/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/606224249/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jul 2007 21:10:57 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Tonight after work I walked out to my car and was surprised to find a dozen red roses left on my seat &lt;IMG src="http://www.xanga.com/images/heart.gif" width=15 border=0&gt;. I was then escorted out to ice cream.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Happy Birthday to Me!&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/606224249/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, July 25, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/606199582/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/606199582/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jul 2007 15:07:47 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;I want to post something about my trip, but how can I fit 75 pages of journaling into one xanga post? I need to sit down when I have a good two hours to think and write. Suffice it to say, I loved it! I think my team played a huge part in the enjoyment. We were told by the leadership that we were the best team they'd ever had. I cried when I left everyone at the airport. I'm not one to make friends easily, but I was amazed how quickly I bonded with them. I miss them still.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;If you wanna see pictures check my facebook page.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/606199582/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, July 10, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/603121869/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/603121869/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 11:23:40 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Well, I'm home. I'm not the same person. I never will be. Words are just not enough to tell of my experience. I'll try later.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/603121869/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, June 21, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/599176210/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/599176210/item.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2007 23:15:47 GMT</pubDate><description>Well folks, the it's the day before I leave for WOL and Romania. I've been looking forward to this trip. So far things have gone pretty well. Everything is packed and ready to go in the morning. I'm excited, but at the same time dreading tomorrow. I really do want to go on this trip, but I'm not looking forward to the goodbyes, or the homesickness. I had one moment tonight where it just hit me that I'm really leaving in the morning. I wanted to sit down and cry...*sigh* I hate it when that happens. It might be because I'm really tired.&lt;br&gt;But the good news is that God wants me on this trip, and I know things will be fine. After all, there's no better place to be then in the center of His will.&lt;br&gt;Pray for me, I'm gonna need it!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/599176210/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, May 26, 2007</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/593310553/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/593310553/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2007 00:05:31 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;My life has been feeling a bit like a puzzle lately. Just when I think I've finally gotten a part figured out, I go to put another piece in place&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;find that Someone has shaken up&amp;nbsp;all the pieces.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Quo Vadis, Lord?&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/BetsyAnne86/593310553/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>