<?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-3697356719357482349</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:15:21.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darling Lucy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13117620749926292485</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697356719357482349.post-8710232071806160201</id><published>2008-03-13T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T07:55:24.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will not cry for you...</title><content type='html'>I will not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mourn the best thing that ever happened to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I will not weep for my one great love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;It does not matter how it ended, the important thing is that even if it was for a short time, you loved me back. It it was the greatest thing I have ever known. I closed my eyes and jumped and it felt good. I was loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I was loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;That can not be a sad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697356719357482349-8710232071806160201?l=thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/feeds/8710232071806160201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697356719357482349&amp;postID=8710232071806160201' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/8710232071806160201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/8710232071806160201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-will-not-cry-for-you.html' title='I will not cry for you...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13117620749926292485</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><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697356719357482349.post-239606729959553819</id><published>2008-02-14T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T07:46:00.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only a fool looks for logic in the chambers of the human heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/full/1624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.designbyhumans.com/designs/full/1624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697356719357482349-239606729959553819?l=thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/feeds/239606729959553819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697356719357482349&amp;postID=239606729959553819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/239606729959553819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/239606729959553819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/2008/02/only-fool-looks-for-logic-in-chambers.html' title='Only a fool looks for logic in the chambers of the human heart.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13117620749926292485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697356719357482349.post-1342377533849627356</id><published>2008-02-12T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T08:30:54.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a minute</title><content type='html'>It's been a minute since I've updated so I'll fill you in.&lt;br /&gt;Friday Josh and I went to see his brother John's band play. It was a really fun night. I had a little too much to drink tho.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the doc, and got some good news. Maddy is at my mom's most of the day today so I have the whole place to myself and its a level one snow emergency outside so I am snowed in and have freetime to do whatever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been putting a lot of thought into getting back into art. I want to paint again. I want to go out and write again. Mostly tho I have been thinking about learning how to draw. That is one thing I have always wanted to do and never tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Not that I am going to have the money anytime soon... But I have been thinking about tattoos. My left arm still needs to be finished, but it is really close to done.  I have an idea for a new thing but dont know where I would put it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697356719357482349-1342377533849627356?l=thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/feeds/1342377533849627356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697356719357482349&amp;postID=1342377533849627356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/1342377533849627356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/1342377533849627356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/2008/02/been-minute.html' title='Been a minute'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13117620749926292485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697356719357482349.post-455508219689893597</id><published>2008-02-04T05:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T05:33:03.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRRybuWFY4/R6cT_tSjbZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/vOBMnycrQSM/s1600-h/0201080001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163117483013664146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRRybuWFY4/R6cT_tSjbZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/vOBMnycrQSM/s320/0201080001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRRybuWFY4/R6cT_9SjbaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bvFee7NwnPY/s1600-h/0201080002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163117487308631458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRRybuWFY4/R6cT_9SjbaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bvFee7NwnPY/s320/0201080002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697356719357482349-455508219689893597?l=thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/feeds/455508219689893597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697356719357482349&amp;postID=455508219689893597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/455508219689893597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/455508219689893597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/2008/02/maddy.html' title='Maddy'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13117620749926292485</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRRybuWFY4/R6cT_tSjbZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/vOBMnycrQSM/s72-c/0201080001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697356719357482349.post-8370169329601340772</id><published>2008-02-04T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T05:31:50.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giants win</title><content type='html'>This weekend started off great.&lt;br /&gt;Friday I drove like a madwoman to get to Josh. Got there and had a really good evening with him.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we woke up and went and got food then to a park to play football in the mud for a while, which was probably the most fun I'd had in a very long time. From there we go to the bookstore where I proceed to pick up a wedding cake magazine and completely trainwreck the rest of the night. Out of the nearly 3 hours of hysterics and crying that ensued next, I took away that though he once wanted to run to the altar with me and not look back, now he isn't ready and probably won't be for a long time. And it's completely my fault.  So I am not going to say another word about it untill he tells me I should be talking about it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I woke up there after barely sleeping, got ready and went to see my mom. I stopped and picked Maddy up and took her to play with my dad and Gramma while me and my mom went to Marshals. We hit a joint she had a couple of times on the way which improved my outlook on life a lot. lol. She bought a dress I found for Maddy to wear on easter and got me a jogging suit. It's really cute, and extra comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight was the superbowl and in he last 5 min The Giants dropped a bomb on New England. I was pretty happy with the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in short is my weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697356719357482349-8370169329601340772?l=thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/feeds/8370169329601340772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697356719357482349&amp;postID=8370169329601340772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/8370169329601340772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/8370169329601340772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/2008/02/giants-win.html' title='Giants win'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13117620749926292485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697356719357482349.post-4423206750873942021</id><published>2008-01-28T12:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T12:36:20.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I covet your regard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a647.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/12/l_552c662c063c643767cc1b637119b3ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://a647.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/12/l_552c662c063c643767cc1b637119b3ce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;See me, and only me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are all in this world that I need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Touch me, move me, claim my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I come undone when we are apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My only desire is to make you feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My soul on fire, only you are real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You inspire such extraordinary emotional view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could I not plummet into devotion of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697356719357482349-4423206750873942021?l=thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/feeds/4423206750873942021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697356719357482349&amp;postID=4423206750873942021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/4423206750873942021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/4423206750873942021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-covet-your-regard.html' title='I covet your regard.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13117620749926292485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697356719357482349.post-2203967639798197780</id><published>2008-01-28T09:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T09:50:29.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Begining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a739.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/46/l_94de6bae8e2312dfb9b3fd0b118e190a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://a739.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/46/l_94de6bae8e2312dfb9b3fd0b118e190a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cgRRybuWFY4/R54Vb9SjbYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/TykK97nIxDM/s1600-h/1231070003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to make a new blog. I am going to actually stick with this one, because i found a few old ones and it had a big impact on me to be able to look back and see how much I have changed and grown, and to think about how differently I would handle thoes same situations now. I am going to also try to at least once a month post a new picture of me and of Maddy so I can watch that evolution as well. I Know Josh (my beloved) will be reading, and whoever else randomly comes across this page in the interweb, but I am going to try not to let that have any impact on what I write. I want this to be completely unscripted and unedited. I want a place to say exactly what I feel at the time and to be able to freely express myself. I gave Josh the link to give him a small insight into my cryptic thoughts, pretty much because he is a good boyfriend who trys really hard and I think he deserves it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point in my life, I am a mother to an amazing 4yr old girl named Madeline Xandra (Maddy). I am in a really great relationship with a man I love with my whole heart, Joshua. I am getting ready to start looking for jobs so I can start a savings again. I was supposed to be starting school this month but had to put it off (again) due to finances. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well there is my answer to the vexing question of "How to begin a blog." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will update when I feel the need, untill then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697356719357482349-2203967639798197780?l=thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/feeds/2203967639798197780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3697356719357482349&amp;postID=2203967639798197780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/2203967639798197780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3697356719357482349/posts/default/2203967639798197780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedevilsconcubine.blogspot.com/2008/01/begining.html' title='Begining'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13117620749926292485</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
