<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878</id><updated>2009-10-12T19:10:33.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These are the times of dreamy quietude...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-7699728861129692585</id><published>2008-11-10T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:28:21.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>agree or disagree?</title><summary type='text'>There is nothing more unequal than the equal treatment of unequal people. — Thomas Jefferson</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/7699728861129692585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=7699728861129692585&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/7699728861129692585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/7699728861129692585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/11/agree-or-disagree.html' title='agree or disagree?'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-141632276905606041</id><published>2008-11-06T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:44:23.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My dearest blog,</title><summary type='text'>(and by blog, I mean my small collection of very loyal readers who were abandoned without a proper goodbye or anything from me)I'm sorry. I know, I swore it wouldn't happen this time. I never intended for this much time to pass, but it seemed that the longer I was away, the more it seemed like an obligation than something I did because I wanted to.Then there's that unhealthy way of dealing with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/141632276905606041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=141632276905606041&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/141632276905606041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/141632276905606041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-dearest-blog.html' title='My dearest blog,'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_74767FlAYmk/SRMdIaSdO7I/AAAAAAAAACA/poS6Ugwy0do/s72-c/october+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-2261154911352949217</id><published>2008-09-18T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:29:20.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately...</title><summary type='text'>Well, I just got back from a lovely trip to Destin, Florida with my Mom, Aunt, one cousin, two Sisters, one brother in law, 4 nephews, and one niece. It was the longest vacation I've ever been on and probably one of the best. We stayed 6 nights and it was just really relaxing and beautiful. I really needed the time I was able to spend with everyone to just catch up and recharge. I will put up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2261154911352949217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=2261154911352949217&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2261154911352949217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2261154911352949217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/09/lately.html' title='Lately...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-2446719937106871715</id><published>2008-09-04T22:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:25:51.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Determined...</title><summary type='text'>to make my blog survive. My poor blog has been terribly neglected, but I don't intend to let it slide too far out of my fingers. I will be back soon, full force. Don't give up on me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2446719937106871715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=2446719937106871715&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2446719937106871715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2446719937106871715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/09/determined.html' title='Determined...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-592530919754802492</id><published>2008-08-04T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:48:20.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my bad.'/><title type='text'>Daggummit.</title><summary type='text'>My raggedy phone finally took its last breath about a week ago. Apparently those Cingular $15 Go phones are pretty disposable according to the guy who works at Best Buy. They serve their purpose, if you break your phone but still have your SIM card..instead of renewing a whole contract or paying 200 bucks for the cheapest phone offered...you can just buy one of those. Mine lasted about 6 months </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/592530919754802492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=592530919754802492&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/592530919754802492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/592530919754802492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/08/daggummit.html' title='Daggummit.'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-4862666340828962740</id><published>2008-07-30T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:17:59.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quirks'/><title type='text'>Dead On.</title><summary type='text'>I finally got around to taking the Myers Briggs personality test. I've been wanting to know why I'm so weird for a long time now, and now I know!! I am officially labeling myself an ISFP after taking tests and researching all the characteristics. Here's what they say about my type:Introverted Sensing Feeling PerceivingISFPs are the first to hear the different drummer. Many eagerly plunge into new</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4862666340828962740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=4862666340828962740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/4862666340828962740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/4862666340828962740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/07/dead-on.html' title='Dead On.'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-2642466478367313203</id><published>2008-07-29T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:40:15.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got nothing...</title><summary type='text'>I'm not going to neglect my blog forever, I promise. I just need a little time and inspiration. I've been so busy lately that I don't even know what's going on in my own head,let alone write about it... Maybe tomorrow?? But don't give up on me!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2642466478367313203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=2642466478367313203&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2642466478367313203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2642466478367313203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-got-nothing.html' title='I got nothing...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-1558556172597338497</id><published>2008-07-17T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T18:35:03.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at last...</title><summary type='text'>I have lived in Atlanta for almost 3 years now. I have lived in 6 different houses. Each one of those houses has served its purpose, there was always a roof over my head. However, none of them felt like home. Its all in the atmosphere and the mood of the place. I have lived in some really cool places with great decorating potential and yet I never invested anything into it because I just didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1558556172597338497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=1558556172597338497&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/1558556172597338497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/1558556172597338497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-at-last.html' title='Home at last...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_74767FlAYmk/SH_zArqOA-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/l2BP8g_pLrk/s72-c/house+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-7510784233226580668</id><published>2008-07-12T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:27:28.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sweet home.'/><title type='text'>I'd rather blog...</title><summary type='text'>than pack. ughhh.Man Oh Man Oh Man. I really miss my family. I miss Mississippi. Don't get me wrong, I like it here. I think I'm where I need to be at this point in my life. I just miss it sometimes. I feel like I am missing out on a lot, especially when I think of my niece and nephews. They are just babies right now but growing up so fast. Wrenn will be 8 years old in about 2 months. That just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/7510784233226580668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=7510784233226580668&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/7510784233226580668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/7510784233226580668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/07/id-rather-blog.html' title='I&apos;d rather blog...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-979213935147154458</id><published>2008-07-10T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:28:57.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone grab your address books...</title><summary type='text'>I'm moving yet again. I will give you guys the new address soon. Its about a half a mile from the place I live now but waaaaaaaaay better. Sunday is moving day so I won't be posting until after then. I'm moving into an adorable 2 br house with a good roommate. So this is very very very good news for me and my sanity. I'll post some pictures when I can.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/979213935147154458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=979213935147154458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/979213935147154458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/979213935147154458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyone-grab-your-address-books.html' title='Everyone grab your address books...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-3239537042152404723</id><published>2008-07-07T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T07:57:47.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart my mom!</title><summary type='text'>I was in dire need of a little time with my mom. I'm so glad she came when she did. Things in my life have been crazy and stressful and I hadn't even had a chance to tell her a single thing that was going on. You never get too old or too far away to need your mom, I'm realizing. I guess I thought since she wasn't here, there's no point in stressing her out too over things she can't fix. But just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3239537042152404723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=3239537042152404723&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/3239537042152404723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/3239537042152404723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-heart-my-mom.html' title='I heart my mom!'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_74767FlAYmk/SHIu2aGTK9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/UlnWeCZna58/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-4745014309633101921</id><published>2008-07-04T08:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T08:10:12.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><title type='text'>No better place to be...</title><summary type='text'>than the beach on the 4th of July!! I'm at Cape San Blas with a few friends. We just got here last night and are getting ready to head to the beach. I was in desperate need of a getaway from Atlanta and it just kind of fell in my lap. Aaaand, I happened to be off work on Friday and Saturday. So, I'll update you guys on Sunday or Monday with pictures and hopefully a tan.Have a happy fourth of  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4745014309633101921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=4745014309633101921&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/4745014309633101921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/4745014309633101921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-better-place-to-be.html' title='No better place to be...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-4676069649679019915</id><published>2008-07-02T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:58:06.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cliff Notes...of what I've been doing..</title><summary type='text'>Well, the past two weeks have been so hectic. I feel like I haven't stopped....going,doing,thinking,being....Where shall I start? My roommate and closest friend in Atlanta, Erin, moved away this past weekend. She got a job working on a cruise ship in Hawaii as a waitress. I'm happy for her, she's going to learn alot...She's an amazing girl, but confused about life...aren't we all,though? I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4676069649679019915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=4676069649679019915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/4676069649679019915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/4676069649679019915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/07/cliff-notesof-what-ive-been-doing.html' title='The Cliff Notes...of what I&apos;ve been doing..'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-4598856104620926776</id><published>2008-07-01T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T22:51:29.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>coming soon...</title><summary type='text'>I have so much to blog about lately and haven't had a chance to sit in peace and write...but its coming...tomorrow, probably...but soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4598856104620926776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=4598856104620926776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/4598856104620926776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/4598856104620926776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/07/coming-soon.html' title='coming soon...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-4546350502316864698</id><published>2008-06-21T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:01:02.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Persian food...</title><summary type='text'>I was all hyped up to go eat Persian food for the first time with my friend Raven, who is half Persian. Unfortunately, I didn't really find it to be all that impressive. We had some sort of sauteed eggplants with herbs and spices, some flat bread that I thought was bland, and plain yogurt. The eggplant was good, but everything else was kind of just take it or leave it. Then we ordered this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/4546350502316864698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=4546350502316864698&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/4546350502316864698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/4546350502316864698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/persian-food.html' title='Persian food...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-2299768066173907526</id><published>2008-06-20T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:46:10.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes...'/><title type='text'>Brown paper packages tied up with strings...</title><summary type='text'>Someone asked me yesterday what my favorite things were.I didn't know how to respond, I needed him to be more specific.What do you mean what are my favorite things?....My favorite anything?? Wow...I don't think I've ever thought about it before. My first instinct would be to answer in that very generic, although very important but universal manner...My favorite way to spend time is being with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2299768066173907526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=2299768066173907526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2299768066173907526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2299768066173907526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/brown-paper-packages-tied-up-with.html' title='Brown paper packages tied up with strings...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-2104237014168296467</id><published>2008-06-17T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T22:32:20.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leonard Cohen: I'm Your Man</title><summary type='text'>I watched this Sundance documentary tonight and loved it. Leonard Cohen is a brilliant songwriter and listening to his music is just so moving and emotional. Probably because he is such a complex man and his heart and soul is revealed in his writing. I almost cry every time I hear Hallelujah and I've listened to it a million times.Oh and by the way, Martha Wainwright has an amazing voice. I knew </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2104237014168296467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=2104237014168296467&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2104237014168296467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2104237014168296467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/leonard-cohen-im-your-man.html' title='Leonard Cohen: I&apos;m Your Man'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-1349726081673210905</id><published>2008-06-15T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T09:27:11.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Main Man</title><summary type='text'>is and always will be my Dad. (sorry,boys!) I wish I could be there with him for Father's Day today. I hope he's eating fried chicken and mashed potatoes...or porkchops...or whatever he fancies on this particular day. I hope there is a game on and his team's winning or maybe that he's in his boat roaming around in his pond. Dad, if you are reading this right now- I hope you aren't in front of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1349726081673210905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=1349726081673210905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/1349726081673210905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/1349726081673210905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-main-man.html' title='My Main Man'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-5034748097410930800</id><published>2008-06-13T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T09:34:15.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little daily nothingness...</title><summary type='text'>I have finally figured out what my style is. at least for today. I am wearing bright solid colors only...lots of racerback tanktops with shorts or jumpers. I can't really describe it...lots of ballet flats and sandals with big hoop earrings and bracelets. For example, today I wore this 70s looking halter top baby blue jumper. It was kind of short but luckily I'm short enough to wear it and not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/5034748097410930800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=5034748097410930800&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/5034748097410930800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/5034748097410930800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-daily-nothingness.html' title='A little daily nothingness...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-3168046831145281671</id><published>2008-06-11T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T23:22:42.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic...</title><summary type='text'>When I was about 9, my mom and I had a special reading routine. We would go to the public library and very carefully select a book that we could read together. Oh, there were many!! We would each take a turn reading one chapter aloud every night at bedtime. This was the highlight of my day, and I remember soaking in every word and just fully enjoying those few minutes of one on one time with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/3168046831145281671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=3168046831145281671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/3168046831145281671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/3168046831145281671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/nostalgic.html' title='Nostalgic...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-1872843074889834702</id><published>2008-06-09T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:18:16.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suggestion Box</title><summary type='text'>What should I write about?  Is there anything in particular that anyone would like me to report back on?? Or even just some advice on keeping the blog interesting and fun... Yep, help me out!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/1872843074889834702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=1872843074889834702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/1872843074889834702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/1872843074889834702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/suggestion-box.html' title='Suggestion Box'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-2827123562295999896</id><published>2008-06-09T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:27:35.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine Baby...</title><summary type='text'>I think I was made to be in the sun. I love the summertime so much.  I feel like I go into hibernation during the winter and I don't wanna do anything until the sun comes out and the heat goes up. I went to the lake yesterday with a friend and it was the first time I've gotten to do that in a few years. I've missed the feeling of just riding on a boat really fast and feeling the wind and sun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/2827123562295999896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=2827123562295999896&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2827123562295999896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/2827123562295999896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunshine-baby.html' title='Sunshine Baby...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-7079413659540388713</id><published>2008-06-07T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T19:34:16.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random trivia...</title><summary type='text'>I Ama daydreamer.I Wantsome adventure.I Haveamazing friends and family.I Wishthat I was traveling the world right now.I Hatebeing broke.I Fearthat things might fall apart at any moment.I Hearthe Books, which is playing on my ipod.I Searchfor answers, answers, answers..I Wonderwhat I'm going to do tonight, tomorrow, next week...I Regretnot realizing sooner that I'm just fine by myself.I Lovethe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/7079413659540388713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=7079413659540388713&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/7079413659540388713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/7079413659540388713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-trivia.html' title='random trivia...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-7072217343774972047</id><published>2008-06-06T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T23:54:11.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yakkity Yak....</title><summary type='text'>I've got like five years worth of blogging material. Granted, I will never be as interesting of a bloggateer as my super human sister, Shannon, but I've still got some valid points to make. Only, where do I start? I keep writing and erasing everything. Aggravating myself. Its pretty late and I know I should be asleep because I have to work tomorrow. I haven't been sleeping well because I've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/7072217343774972047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=7072217343774972047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/7072217343774972047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/7072217343774972047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/yakkity-yak.html' title='Yakkity Yak....'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2501314670640823878.post-8455500458572069375</id><published>2008-06-04T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T21:05:28.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But for real this time...</title><summary type='text'>Ok, ok... I've tried to join the wonderful world of blogging several times within the past few years and left many blog sites with one lone post never to be logged in to again...But here's the difference: I now have a computer!! Before I had internet access so infrequently that it was impossible. But now, I can log on whenever I want thanks to my amazing parents. I fully intend to use this as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/feeds/8455500458572069375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2501314670640823878&amp;postID=8455500458572069375&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/8455500458572069375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2501314670640823878/posts/default/8455500458572069375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittanywhitenow.blogspot.com/2008/06/but-for-real-this-time.html' title='But for real this time...'/><author><name>Brittany D White</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12879078993584427235</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17571366803390955302'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>