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	<description>I'm just sayin'</description>
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		<title>part one</title>
		<description>	I&#8217;m just gonna break this down and give you the facts. It&#8217;s difficult to articulate the experience of being in a third world country so I&#8217;ll just give you the itinerary and we&#8217;ll go from there. And I know this is turbo late&#8230;sorry bout it.&nbsp;
	Day One: (well, day one after ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/11/05/part-one/</link>
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		<title>Juma</title>
		<description>	Hanging out with Juma&#8230;one of the boys from the street:) He likes macs too:)
	
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		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/10/22/juma/</link>
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		<title>10 things I learned from my mom&#8217;s kidney</title>
		<description>	You may or may not know that my mom got really sick about a month ago. I&#8217;ll spare you the details&#8230;mostly because my mom gets on to me when I tell everyone her business:)&#8230;but suffice it to say things got pretty scary for a while there. The following is a&nbsp;small ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/09/23/10-things-i-learned-from-my-moms-kidney/</link>
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		<title>in case</title>
		<description>	you ate a lil red barn biscuit like I did this morning:) 
	
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		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/09/18/in-case/</link>
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		<title>one month</title>
		<description>	I&nbsp;have a confession to make. I used to&nbsp;resent people who went to Africa. It seemed so cliché.&nbsp; Like there&nbsp;was some unwritten rule that in order to be a good Christian you had to go to Africa&#8230;or at least want to go to Africa. Of course this was also when I ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/09/17/one-month/</link>
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		<title>my first wedding cake</title>
		<description>	making a cake&#8230;actually making&nbsp;anything for one of the most important days in someone&#8217;s life&nbsp;might be a little more stress than I&#8217;m prepared to handle.&nbsp;


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		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/09/16/my-first-wedding-cake/</link>
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		<title>just call me Bette.</title>
		<description>	I know I&#8217;ve mentioned this a time or two, but my bff and I have known each other our entire lives.&nbsp;This has been a huge blessing through the years; however, it&#8217;s also lead to certain&nbsp;events that&nbsp;would be better left&nbsp;forgotten.&nbsp; But instead of pushing those to the back of my psyche ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/09/15/just-call-me-bette/</link>
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		<title>recent cakes</title>
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		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/08/20/recent-cakes/</link>
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		<title>you all have my permission&#8230;</title>
		<description>	&#8230;to say I told you so.&nbsp; Cause yall were SO right&#8230;I had such a good time at the reunion!&nbsp; Who knew:)
	I would love to say that I took lots of pictures so I could tell yall all about the night&#8230;but you know better than that.&nbsp; I didn&#8217;t take a single ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/08/04/you-all-have-my-permission/</link>
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		<title>welp</title>
		<description>	Off to the reunion. &nbsp;If it goes bad I&#8217;m holding each of you personally responsible:)&nbsp;

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		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/08/01/welp/</link>
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		<title>what are the odds&#8230;</title>
		<description>	of our waiter at a restaurant&nbsp;way the heck down 78&nbsp;being a CGHS alumni? 
	
	We had a girls night on Monday and our sweet little waiter went to Central too!&nbsp; I&#8217;m telling you&#8230;it&#8217;s all about high school this month. 
	
	
	He wanted to know what teachers we had when we were at ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/07/22/what-are-the-odds/</link>
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		<title>in honor of my 10 year high school reunion</title>
		<description>	Let&#8217;s all take a nice stroll down memory lane. 
	
	10 years ago I had dome bangs, blonde hair and eyebrows the likes of which I hope to never see again. 
	And just for fun this is me and B.Green at our freshman homecoming. 
	
	Sorry Brian&#8230;you&#8217;re bearing the brunt of my ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/07/20/in-honor-of-my-10-year-high-school-reunion/</link>
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		<title>uncle</title>
		<description>	I give. &nbsp;It would appear that my fear of missing out on something&nbsp;supersedes&nbsp;my fear of awkward&nbsp;conversation.&nbsp;

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		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/07/17/uncle/</link>
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		<title>to reunion or not to reunion&#8230;</title>
		<description>	Sooooo&#8230;..apparently my 10 year high school reunion is coming up.&nbsp; I currently have no plans to go.&nbsp; It&#8217;s not that I don&#8217;t like the people I went to high school with&#8230;I do.&nbsp;&nbsp;It&#8217;s just that&#8230;well&#8230;I&#8217;m shy people!&nbsp; Social situations are not my strong suit.&nbsp; Small talk is not my forte.&nbsp; Cramming ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/07/16/to-reunion-or-not-to-reunion/</link>
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		<title>Merry Christmas&#8230;in May!</title>
		<description>	Last week me and my mom went to the Fox to see The Jersey Boys.&nbsp; I got her tickets to the show for Christmas&#8230;I&#8217;m all about deferred gratification.&nbsp; The show was SO good and we had such a good time!&nbsp; It&#8217;s still showing&#8230;you should take someone for an early Christmas ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/06/01/merry-christmasin-may/</link>
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		<title>I hereby crown myself</title>
		<description>	the worst picture taker on the face of the earth!
	I spent most of Memorial Day weekend hanging out in South Carolina with Amanda, David and the fam.&nbsp; We had tons o&#8217; fun.&nbsp; Went to a little festival in downtown Seneca, went to their cool&nbsp;church, rode jet skis.&nbsp; But do I ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/05/28/i-hereby-crown-myself/</link>
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		<title>garbage pail kids</title>
		<description>	I just saw some app&nbsp;on facebook that reminded me of something I used to LOVE when I was a kid&#8230;garbage pail kids!!!!!!!!!!!!!&nbsp; I collected these in my sticker book right along side my unicorn and Lisa Frank stickers.&nbsp; Interesting dichotomy there, but we&#8217;ll save that therapy session for another time. ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/05/20/garbage-pail-kids/</link>
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		<title>&#8216;member&#8230;</title>
		<description>	when I used to update my blog everyday?&nbsp; Those were the good ole days huh?
	I went to see one of my friends last night who just had a precious little girl.&nbsp; Actually she had her a few weeks ago, but I&#8217;m a bad friend and just got over there to ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/05/19/member/</link>
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		<title>a light broke through</title>
		<description>	I&#8217;ve told yall my story before, but here it is again&#8230;in a different way.&nbsp;
	  
	Wandering&nbsp;in&nbsp;the&nbsp;darkwondering&nbsp;who&nbsp;caredcowering&nbsp;in&nbsp;the&nbsp;cornera&nbsp;child&nbsp;scared.
	So&nbsp;I&nbsp;put&nbsp;on&nbsp;my&nbsp;maskplayed&nbsp;the&nbsp;parta&nbsp;perfect&nbsp;cheerleaderwith&nbsp;a&nbsp;hidden&nbsp;and&nbsp;bleeding&nbsp;heart.
	Blind&nbsp;but&nbsp;not&nbsp;knowingcause&nbsp;I&rsquo;d&nbsp;never&nbsp;seendead&nbsp;but&nbsp;not&nbsp;caringcause&nbsp;I&rsquo;d&nbsp;never&nbsp;breathed.
	Drink&nbsp;it&nbsp;downsmoke&nbsp;it&nbsp;uptryingjust&nbsp;to&nbsp;be&nbsp;cool&nbsp;enough.
	Dating&nbsp;this&nbsp;boy&nbsp;and&nbsp;that&nbsp;boyon&nbsp;down&nbsp;the&nbsp;linegiving&nbsp;away&nbsp;piecesof&nbsp;something&nbsp;that&nbsp;wasn&rsquo;t&nbsp;mine.
	Don&rsquo;t&nbsp;get&nbsp;me&nbsp;wrongit&nbsp;was&nbsp;all&nbsp;great&nbsp;funbut&nbsp;at&nbsp;the&nbsp;end&nbsp;of&nbsp;the&nbsp;dayI&nbsp;just&nbsp;wanted&nbsp;life&nbsp;to&nbsp;be&nbsp;done.
	And&nbsp;then&nbsp;it&nbsp;wasnot&nbsp;for&nbsp;me&nbsp;but&nbsp;for&nbsp;herand&nbsp;somethinginside&nbsp;of&nbsp;me&nbsp;started&nbsp;to&nbsp;stir.
	Slowlybut&nbsp;all&nbsp;at&nbsp;oncein&nbsp;an&nbsp;instantbut&nbsp;taking&nbsp;months. &nbsp;
	A&nbsp;light&nbsp;broke&nbsp;throughI&nbsp;could&nbsp;seefirst&nbsp;his&nbsp;perfectionthen&nbsp;my&nbsp;need.
	Compared&nbsp;to&nbsp;himI&nbsp;was&nbsp;so&nbsp;uncleanwhat&nbsp;made&nbsp;me&nbsp;thinkI&nbsp;could&nbsp;stand&nbsp;before&nbsp;a king?
	So&nbsp;I&nbsp;knelt&nbsp;before&nbsp;himeven&nbsp;that&nbsp;not&nbsp;from&nbsp;methen&nbsp;he&nbsp;did&nbsp;somethinginteresting.
	He&nbsp;stepped&nbsp;down&nbsp;from&nbsp;his&nbsp;throneput&nbsp;his&nbsp;robe&nbsp;on&nbsp;my&nbsp;backinstantly&nbsp;filling&nbsp;upeverything&nbsp;I&nbsp;lacked.
	Amazing&nbsp;gracethat&nbsp;I&nbsp;can&rsquo;t&nbsp;put&nbsp;into&nbsp;wordssomething&nbsp;I&rsquo;d&nbsp;been&nbsp;toldyet&nbsp;never&nbsp;heard.
	From&nbsp;that&nbsp;point&nbsp;onthings&nbsp;were&nbsp;differentnot&nbsp;easierbut&nbsp;now&nbsp;I&nbsp;was&nbsp;confident.&nbsp;
	I&nbsp;knew&nbsp;what&nbsp;I&nbsp;was&nbsp;here&nbsp;forknew&nbsp;who&rsquo;s&nbsp;I&nbsp;wasI&nbsp;knew&nbsp;he&nbsp;loved&nbsp;mecause&nbsp;his&nbsp;word&nbsp;says&nbsp;he&nbsp;does.
	I&nbsp;love&nbsp;to&nbsp;think&nbsp;about&nbsp;that&nbsp;timeso&nbsp;many&nbsp;years&nbsp;agoand&nbsp;when&nbsp;the&nbsp;darkness&nbsp;tries&nbsp;to&nbsp;sneak&nbsp;back&nbsp;inthis&nbsp;I&nbsp;know
	I&nbsp;was&nbsp;chosenbefore&nbsp;the&nbsp;foundation&nbsp;of&nbsp;the&nbsp;earthand&nbsp;neither&nbsp;my&nbsp;works&nbsp;nor&nbsp;my&nbsp;sanitygive&nbsp;me&nbsp;my&nbsp;worth.
	The&nbsp;king&nbsp;gives&nbsp;me&nbsp;my&nbsp;worththe&nbsp;one&nbsp;from&nbsp;back&nbsp;thenand&nbsp;he&rsquo;ll&nbsp;always&nbsp;because&nbsp;he&rsquo;s&nbsp;always&nbsp;been.&nbsp;
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		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/05/12/wandering/</link>
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		<title>red velvet cupcakes</title>
		<description>	For Mother&#8217;s Day my mom wanted red velvet cupcakes. &nbsp;I&#8217;ve tried ten million different recipes and they all end up being pretty dry. &nbsp;I&#8217;ve added more oil and that helps, but then after about a day they taste&#8230;oily. &nbsp;What to do? &nbsp;What to do?
Although, I&#8217;m sure it would make my ...</description>
		<link>http://morgancollins.blogsome.com/2009/05/11/red-velvet-cupcakes/</link>
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