<?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-18748105</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:29:26.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zoe abundant</title><subtitle type='html'>Living life to the fullest. 

Making plans to change the world...while the world is changing us.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickid18.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18748105/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickid18.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicki Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09740884582164378104</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18748105.post-113193823303918764</id><published>2005-11-13T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T19:25:36.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booger of a Ticket!</title><content type='html'>October 1st 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was driving up a hill and sitting at a stoplight picking my nose when I hear, "HONK HONK!". At first I thought the blaring sound of someone's horn was coming from behind my car. "What an idiot!," I said to myself, " we're all stopped at a light. No ones driving right now! What is with these dumb Portland drivers anyways? " Then I heard it again..."Honk Honk!"&lt;br /&gt;So I look over and their in the car beside me are the two &lt;em&gt;HOTTEST &lt;/em&gt;guys I have ever seen in my entire life! Not only were they honking but they were laughing and waving too! Needless to say I sunk down into my car seat and prayed that the dash board would split in two and swallow me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it would be great if the story ended there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, I call my Mom, She needs a good laugh and I know I could supply her with one. After I told her my story and heard my favorite laugh in all the world... She said, "Nicki, I think you are a little worked up right now and you need to pull your car over for a minuet and calm down!" "Nah" I said, "I'm fine Mom, no big deal!" Click...Off went the phone and up to my rear view mirror my eyes glanced...&lt;em&gt;OH CRAP&lt;/em&gt;!!! There were lights...And they were flashing just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, A few tears and one huge ticket latter I have learned some very valuable lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson #1: look around for cute guys (girls) before picking your nose. Better yet? Just don't pick your nose in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson #2: Listen to your Mom when she tells you to pull over it's probably for a good reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson #3: Don't park at an angle you might back into a ditch...But that's a story for another day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18748105-113193823303918764?l=nickid18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickid18.blogspot.com/feeds/113193823303918764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18748105&amp;postID=113193823303918764' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18748105/posts/default/113193823303918764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18748105/posts/default/113193823303918764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickid18.blogspot.com/2005/11/booger-of-ticket.html' title='Booger of a Ticket!'/><author><name>Nicki Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09740884582164378104</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18748105.post-113173951407308964</id><published>2005-11-11T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T12:38:14.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>Today I was looking at my shoes all lined up in a row and I thought, "Hmmm...I wonder if shoes let you in on a persons personality. And if so, what would all those bows say about me?" Yes, I do have the occasional princess shoe (the ones with the see through plastic and the prismatic silver peeking through) and the black witch shoe (you know the ones with the pointy toe and the high heal that goes on forever?) But what am I doing with all those flats with bows? The last time I had a pair of flats with bows was in preschool...And now my whole shelf is lined with them! Do you think maybe, just maybe I'm trying to fit in? Or maybe I just never quite grew up?&lt;br /&gt;My friends in high school used to tell me that my inner child needed a nap. Well judging by my shelf full of shoes I think that my inner child needs to go on a permanent hiatus...Then again that just might be the best part about me...But I'll leave that for you to decide!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18748105-113173951407308964?l=nickid18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickid18.blogspot.com/feeds/113173951407308964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18748105&amp;postID=113173951407308964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18748105/posts/default/113173951407308964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18748105/posts/default/113173951407308964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickid18.blogspot.com/2005/11/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>Nicki Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09740884582164378104</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-18748105.post-113142019604279934</id><published>2005-11-07T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T21:00:00.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Abundant!</title><content type='html'>In case you didn't guess, Zoe means LIFE! What a better name for a blog? Life Abundant! It comes from John 10:10 ..."The thief comes only to steal, kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full." I am definantly living a full life. Grin!&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to bring you ordanary days from the unordaniry life of a preschool teacher who gets herself into more trouble than a three year old, and other rantings and ravings of the sort!&lt;br /&gt;So welcome! Sit back, relax and enjoy  prepare for your laugh lines to grow deeper with each new posting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18748105-113142019604279934?l=nickid18.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nickid18.blogspot.com/feeds/113142019604279934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18748105&amp;postID=113142019604279934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18748105/posts/default/113142019604279934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18748105/posts/default/113142019604279934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nickid18.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-abundant.html' title='Life Abundant!'/><author><name>Nicki Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09740884582164378104</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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
