<?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-3850638710740667740</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:49:12.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Extraordinary Without Being So</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>TripleB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390387762889952295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_TQ0rq_mT8/SbgAxBDCwJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TImqf_Ynr_g/S220/Maui.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850638710740667740.post-7171534522922849895</id><published>2009-03-27T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:53:27.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring -umm, Love, really- is in the Air</title><summary type='text'>One of my local friends pointed out an observation several years ago that people on the island get “spring fever” much like “island fever”.  This spring fever is very much a real event and can be described as a phenomenon that occurs during the spring months, typically March.  It is as though island residents drank a love potion mix and are walking around with glazed over eyes that sort of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/feeds/7171534522922849895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-umm-love-really-is-in-air.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default/7171534522922849895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default/7171534522922849895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-umm-love-really-is-in-air.html' title='Spring -umm, Love, really- is in the Air'/><author><name>TripleB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390387762889952295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_TQ0rq_mT8/SbgAxBDCwJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TImqf_Ynr_g/S220/Maui.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850638710740667740.post-2298032864996762012</id><published>2009-03-17T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:42:45.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers to a Day of Conformity….Wear Green!</title><summary type='text'>I love St. Patty’s Day and the last 2 years have been great going to the Honolulu downtown block party, which has always led to nights of debauchery.  Since my memory is poor, when I clearly remember events such as these, I often reflect.  In 2007, this day I was working as an agriculture assistant doing an outreach day at the capital that now I work adjacent too.  I remember the once again the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/feeds/2298032864996762012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheers-to-day-of-conformitywear-green.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default/2298032864996762012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default/2298032864996762012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheers-to-day-of-conformitywear-green.html' title='Cheers to a Day of Conformity….Wear Green!'/><author><name>TripleB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390387762889952295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_TQ0rq_mT8/SbgAxBDCwJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TImqf_Ynr_g/S220/Maui.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850638710740667740.post-7735398090164089443</id><published>2009-03-16T16:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:33:59.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singleton</title><summary type='text'>Even before I moved to HI, I had more than my fair share of love disasters and while I wrote this late last week, thought I would post it regardless.  I have discovered more information about my most recent crush, which thankfully to my mind’s delight, I have “gotten over” and ended a two date disaster.  It did not go so well but I am proud that I at least called to tell me I didn’t think we were</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/feeds/7735398090164089443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/singleton.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default/7735398090164089443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default/7735398090164089443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/singleton.html' title='Singleton'/><author><name>TripleB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390387762889952295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_TQ0rq_mT8/SbgAxBDCwJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TImqf_Ynr_g/S220/Maui.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850638710740667740.post-5591601148414831716</id><published>2009-03-11T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:42:23.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abnormal….shit!</title><summary type='text'>So today is the day that I got back my first “abnormal” pap smear. I am sure it was bound to happen at some time, but I just assumed that it would be when I was much older and had already popped out a few kids. Going to the gynecologist is never that fun (its not that bad either) but it is always sort of awkward - with your feet up in the air in a freezing room that is never quite sound proof </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/feeds/5591601148414831716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/abnormalshit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default/5591601148414831716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default/5591601148414831716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/abnormalshit.html' title='Abnormal….shit!'/><author><name>TripleB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390387762889952295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_TQ0rq_mT8/SbgAxBDCwJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TImqf_Ynr_g/S220/Maui.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850638710740667740.post-6013717085475531383</id><published>2009-03-10T19:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:29:36.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post EVER &amp; Justification</title><summary type='text'>So I have decided to start this blog as a distraction, as a “therapy” tool, and as motivation to one-day start on my book idea that I would like to “write” one day.  I even have a concept and everything.  I think about little excerpts all the time for this imaginary book.  I write paragraphs, intros, descriptions to the readers while I ride the bus, at work, when I run, etc. but whenever I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/feeds/6013717085475531383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-post-ever-justification_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default/6013717085475531383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850638710740667740/posts/default/6013717085475531383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beckysuu.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-post-ever-justification_10.html' title='First Post EVER &amp; Justification'/><author><name>TripleB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11390387762889952295</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_TQ0rq_mT8/SbgAxBDCwJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TImqf_Ynr_g/S220/Maui.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
