<?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-14229852</id><updated>2009-12-17T17:53:58.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Ideas</title><subtitle type='html'>Whether you're celebrating a 40th, 100th, or 5th birthday, you need cool ideas to make the day special.  You'll find them here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthday-ideas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14229852/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthday-ideas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14229852/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17638034707011671317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14229852.post-176791434914314006</id><published>2007-08-07T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:46:02.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classy. candy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>Drool-Worthy Gifts For The Chocoholic's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQZmXwqAoPw/Rrk7T8tLqDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-qbEUXlQhtQ/s1600-h/Chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FQZmXwqAoPw/Rrk7T8tLqDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-qbEUXlQhtQ/s400/Chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096169667245615154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, looks good, doesn't it?  But you ain't seen nothing yet.  Here's a site with quality chocolate to eat and drink.  Plus supplies for making your own fancy chocolates that might be too pretty to eat.  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go there hungry or you'll drool on your keyboard.  Or is that just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One yummy thumbs up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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The Gnome says I give him &amp;quot;mixed messages&amp;quot; because I remind him of the date but when it comes down to where to go and what to do, I avoid commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise this. I realise that as the day approaches I get tenser and tenser, not knowing what to say or do. I realise I get irritable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I share some of my birthday stories? Sit down, they're long. You may want to pee first because if you wiggle when I get to the teary part I'll smack you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of six kids (2 older boys, three younger) and my parents had very little money. On our birthdays, around 1 pm we got one present, Mom made a cake, we had hot dogs and crisps and it was all over by 1.15. This was the ritual until I was about ten and the youngest boys finally understood there would be no balloons, entertainment or games and stopped, well, participating is the word I want. No one had a party with friends or relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's birthdays fall in June, July and August except for mine (likely part of my parent's problem, no time to save up, hmmm, new insight there) One year, my father actually complained when he saw my mother lighting the candles on the third birthday in a month: &amp;quot;Good lord, it never ends, does it?&amp;quot; He was not kidding. He wasn't smiling and he le"&gt;Maragold's Fancy: BIRTHDAY - P45blogs.net&lt;/a&gt;: "BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do birthdays. The Gnome says I give him 'mixed messages' because I remind him of the date but when it comes down to where to go and what to do, I avoid commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise this. I realise that as the day approaches I get tenser and tenser, not knowing what to say or do. I realise I get irritable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I share some of my birthday stories? Sit down, they're long. You may want to pee first because if you wiggle when I get to the teary part I'll smack you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of six kids (2 older boys, three younger) and my parents had very little money. On our birthdays, around 1 pm we got one present, Mom made a cake, we had hot dogs and crisps and it was all over by 1.15. This was the ritual until I was about ten and the youngest boys finally understood there would be no balloons, entertainment or games and stopped, well, participating is the word I want. No one had a party with friends or relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's birthdays fall in June, July and August except for mine (likely part of my parent's problem, no time to save up, hmmm, new insight there) One year, my father actually complained when he saw my mother lighting the candles on the third birthday in a month: 'Good lord, it never ends, does it?' He was not kidding. He wasn't smiling and he left the room after we sang the song."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's someone who intends to have a happy birthday no matter what.  At 43, she's had ONE nice party and she threw it herself.  Good for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dysfunctional families.  Don't you just love them?  NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire this lady's determination to overcome it and see the joy and blessing of reaching forty-three.  You go, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14229852-112926198755414214?l=birthday-ideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthday-ideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112926198755414214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14229852&amp;postID=112926198755414214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14229852/posts/default/112926198755414214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14229852/posts/default/112926198755414214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthday-ideas.blogspot.com/2005/10/october-babys-first-birthday-ideas.html' title='October Baby&apos;s First Birthday Ideas'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17638034707011671317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13353332854085559042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14229852.post-112916651739560294</id><published>2005-10-12T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T21:24:15.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Birthday Stories With Great Charm!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.denverpostbloghouse.com/2005/08/30/birthday-story/"&gt;DenverPost.com Bloghouse » Birthday story&lt;/a&gt;: "Birthday story&lt;br /&gt;Photo by Julie Soulen / Colorado Journal&lt;br /&gt;So, I was sitting on the front step, doing nothing in particular,&lt;br /&gt;when Julie appeared on the road, just cresting the steep hill&lt;br /&gt;about a quarter mile away. Now, this was not unexpected&lt;br /&gt;since she had left on her morning walk a half hour&lt;br /&gt;or so before. Also, just as expected, Dude the Dog&lt;br /&gt;could be seen trotting along beside her, his tail&lt;br /&gt;a golden banner in the early sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, the scene was as I have witnessed it&lt;br /&gt;countless times before on those days&lt;br /&gt;when I am too tired or too lazy to accompany&lt;br /&gt;them on that two-mile trek. What was unusual&lt;br /&gt;was the sight of a big, white balloon&lt;br /&gt;floating above her head. And it followed her&lt;br /&gt;all the way up the road, through the gate&lt;br /&gt;and right up to the steps where I was sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Happy birthday!” she smiled, and handed me her prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You shouldn’t have,” I responded, accepting the gift&lt;br /&gt;and watching it bob about playfully in the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, to be honest, I didn’t. I found it. It was stuck in a tree over on Pete’s Road. Isn’t it a hoot!? Some little girl let it go way down in town and it sailed all the way up here and I found it!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was actually beaming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more to this story, then goes into another story.  Both are charming birthday stories well worth your time. Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14229852-112892006887399848?l=birthday-ideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://spaces.msn.com/members/frozentearsofice/Blog/cns!1pJs1oy_HpUZuqzrqtAsM1ZA!351.entry' title='My Chemical Romance Birthday Story'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birthday-ideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112892006887399848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14229852&amp;postID=112892006887399848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14229852/posts/default/112892006887399848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14229852/posts/default/112892006887399848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birthday-ideas.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-chemical-romance-birthday-story.html' title='My Chemical Romance Birthday Story'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17638034707011671317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13353332854085559042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14229852.post-112887478574027144</id><published>2005-10-09T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T12:19:45.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Birthday Stories, Plus One! </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="Birthday Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is this week, so I am offering both a birthday story and a birthday top ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the story. Katie is currently obsessed with birthdays. Especially mine. This is due, largely in part, to the Dora story which she insists on hearing every night. And I mean every night. It's the Dora story where Dora goes on a trip to gather the ingredients for a recipe for her Mami's birthday cake. She gets nuts, bananas and chocolate - the chocolate from a chocolate tree which, quite frankly, I want to know the whereabouts of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, Katie is obsessed with my birthday. Our neighbors were strolling down the street the other day and we were chatting when Katie announces that it's &amp;quot;my mommy's birthday!&amp;quot; And I say, well, not today, but soon. Frankie, our neighbor's oldest child who is five, looks at me and asks me how old I am. And I say, very dramatically, &amp;quot;I'm going to be a HUNDRED years old!&amp;quot; And both Frankie and Zoe get very quiet. At which point their mother whispers to me, &amp;quot;That's how old we tell them people are when they go to heaven.&amp;quot; Doh! So in honor of my birthday, I've traumatized the neighbor's children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also speaking of birthdays, I've decided that today's top ten is my top ten memorable birthdays. As usual, in no particular order."&gt;Mommy Grows Up: Birthday Monday&lt;/a&gt;: "Birthday Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is this week, so I am offering both a birthday story and a birthday top ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the story. Katie is currently obsessed with birthdays. Especially mine. This is due, largely in part, to the Dora story which she insists on hearing every night. And I mean every night. It's the Dora story where Dora goes on a trip to gather the ingredients for a recipe for her Mami's birthday cake. She gets nuts, bananas and chocolate - the chocolate from a chocolate tree which, quite frankly, I want to know the whereabouts of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, Katie is obsessed with my birthday. Our neighbors were strolling down the street the other day and we were chatting when Katie announces that it's 'my mommy's birthday!' And I say, well, not today, but soon. Frankie, our neighbor's oldest child who is five, looks at me and asks me how old I am. And I say, very dramatically, 'I'm going to be a HUNDRED years old!' And both Frankie and Zoe get very quiet. At which point their mother whispers to me, 'That's how old we tell them people are when they go to heaven.' Doh! So in honor of my birthday, I've traumatized the neighbor's children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also speaking of birthdays, I've decided that today's top ten is my top ten memorable birthdays. As usual, in no particular order."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to hear about birthdays?  Stories of ones that went right and ones that went horribly wrong?  You're in for a treat.  Read this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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