<?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-12878708</id><updated>2011-07-07T14:11:58.515-06:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Nikki Woods Writes ~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>177</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-5155537960582915724</id><published>2010-06-19T08:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T08:39:45.055-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Love on Father's Day</title><summary type='text'>Father’s Day is Sunday, and the jokes, dissing, and pity party for dads who aren’t expecting anything from their kids and spouses have already begun. Well, let me say for the record, I’m not wit' them. I look forward, not only to honoring my daddy and all the millions of good ones like him, but to use this forum to tell the haters it’s time to stop.   All you have to do is listen to our show, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/5155537960582915724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=5155537960582915724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5155537960582915724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5155537960582915724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2010/06/give-love-on-fathers-day.html' title='Give Love on Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6984680810988301006</id><published>2010-03-11T17:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:19:04.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Away</title><summary type='text'>Today, I’m packing up my boys and sending them out of town for a week for Spring Break, and, like mamas everywhere, I’m facing  a universal dilemma: What will happen if their Nintendo DS runs out of battery power? And, God forbid, I didn’t send enough fruit snacks? It’s a new day for travel and travel expectations for kids. Passports and luggage designed to fit in the overhead bin on a plane are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6984680810988301006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6984680810988301006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6984680810988301006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6984680810988301006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2010/03/breaking-away.html' title='Breaking Away'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4815163978703587463</id><published>2010-03-02T10:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T05:18:57.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler, Today You Are a Man</title><summary type='text'>There comes a time in every black person’s life when it truly hits home that you’re black in America.My eight-year old son, Tyler, has now joined the ranks of those who have been initiated and is now a proud, badge-carrying member. But I’ll get back to that a little bit later.  I wasn’t sure I was going to even write a blog about Black History Month, and, as you can see, it took me a while to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4815163978703587463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4815163978703587463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4815163978703587463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4815163978703587463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2010/03/tyler-today-you-are-man.html' title='Tyler, Today You Are a Man'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8471065017132685043</id><published>2010-02-22T08:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:23:26.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex, Lies and Text Messages</title><summary type='text'>Maybe it's best that I have sons. Because the day my daughter would look in my eyes and ask me why men lie, I would not have an answer for her. I wish that I'd be able to say that was a generalization. But then, I'd be lying.   Not that women don't lie too; I get that. But that's not what we're talking about today. Sorry! Men lie because they can't handle the reaction of being truthful - and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8471065017132685043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8471065017132685043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8471065017132685043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8471065017132685043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2010/02/sex-lies-and-text-messages.html' title='Sex, Lies and Text Messages'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4608274627480732047</id><published>2010-02-19T07:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:29:42.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breast-Feeding: To Be or Not to Be?</title><summary type='text'>Are you ride or die when it comes to the advantages of breast-feeding? Or are you “lactate” intolerant?Nikki Woods and Mary Boyce – proud members of Mamas Gone Wild -  have two differing points of view, and yet, almost perfect children. I - Nikki Woods - don’t care how many degrees I don’t have, how many studies I haven’t conducted or how many women I haven’t examined - I AM an expert on breast </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4608274627480732047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4608274627480732047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4608274627480732047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4608274627480732047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2010/02/breast-feeding-to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='Breast-Feeding: To Be or Not to Be?'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1923095136021918278</id><published>2010-02-17T06:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:43:28.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing Colors</title><summary type='text'>So yet another Valentine's Day has come and gone ... and on this post-Valentine's Day Tuesday, a lot of people are still disappointed. I have many girlfriends who had flowers delivered to their office just to give the appearance of a romantic and thoughtful boyfriend or husband waiting in the wings to fulfill all of their Valentine's expectations. And I admit, after getting a beautiful bouquet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1923095136021918278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1923095136021918278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1923095136021918278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1923095136021918278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2010/02/changing-colors.html' title='Changing Colors'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-905691788054007487</id><published>2010-02-11T06:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:03:52.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for Thought</title><summary type='text'>Of course my stomach would start growling as soon as I start to put my thoughts regarding food on paper. I stayed strong, though, and congratulated myself on a little victory. But as I prepared Tom and the crew for an interview with First Lady Michelle Obama about her new initiative to battle childhood obesity, I realized that little victory is part of a lifelong love/hate relationship with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/905691788054007487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=905691788054007487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/905691788054007487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/905691788054007487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2010/02/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for Thought'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-2849262300677686438</id><published>2010-01-27T07:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:06:12.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Living with Less</title><summary type='text'>The crisis in Haiti is a stark reminder of how little so many others are able to live on. Of course, it’s not just in Haiti; it’s all over the world and in our own backyard. How many times do you see people appear to be perfectly happy living with a lot less than you have?The other day, one of our producers circulated an article called, “What Could You Live Without?” which immediately struck a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2849262300677686438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=2849262300677686438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2849262300677686438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2849262300677686438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2010/01/living-with-less.html' title='Living with Less'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-2813895298875984126</id><published>2010-01-14T07:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:12:52.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are the World</title><summary type='text'>The earthquake that plunged Haiti into darkness is another blow to a nation that has seen more than its share of misery. My heart weeps for Haiti and her children.The situation in Haiti has been so challenging for so many years, due to politics, poverty, prior natural disasters, etc. But this current situation is truly catastrophic.Watching as Haitians piled bodies along the devastated streets of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2813895298875984126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=2813895298875984126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2813895298875984126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2813895298875984126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-are-world.html' title='We Are the World'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8482274441150139643</id><published>2009-12-04T19:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T19:57:54.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Ms. Woods</title><summary type='text'>So, the Tiger Woods saga continues.I tried really hard to stay out of it. Well, maybe I didn’t try all that hard. But it really is like kicking a two-legged kitten when he’s down. But now Tiger Woods is rumored to have offered his wife millions of dollars to stay in their marriage. If he was so interested in staying married, then maybe he should have kept his putter at home.And needless to say, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8482274441150139643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8482274441150139643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8482274441150139643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8482274441150139643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2009/12/other-ms-woods.html' title='The Other Ms. Woods'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-2688177763054991860</id><published>2009-03-17T04:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T08:42:41.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Texting Malfunction ... or is it?</title><summary type='text'>The only time you hear about a texting story gone horribly wrong - it's usually in the news, either associated with big names like former Detroit Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick and Chris Brown and Rihanna or it’s super sensational like the sad story of the girl who killed herself after naked pictures of her were sent out to schoolmates. But there's a whole lot of texting, emailing and instant messaging </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2688177763054991860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=2688177763054991860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2688177763054991860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2688177763054991860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2009/03/texting-malfunction-or-is-it.html' title='Texting Malfunction ... or is it?'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-3748327566842478485</id><published>2009-03-03T05:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T05:39:23.887-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Nikki Woods Writes" Receives A Premio Dardos Award</title><summary type='text'>Thank you to Media by Sistrunk for awarding me the Premio Dardos Award!  I write because I love to write.  I write because I need to write.  Knowing that it touches someone besides myself is a bonus.  I'm humbled.  Thank you.  What’s the Premio Dardos Award?Premio Dardos means “prize darts” in Spanish. It is given for recognition of cultural, ethical, literary, and personal values transmitted in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3748327566842478485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=3748327566842478485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3748327566842478485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3748327566842478485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2009/03/nikki-woods-writes-receives-premio.html' title='&quot;Nikki Woods Writes&quot; Receives A Premio Dardos Award'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/Sa0UrzLxrtI/AAAAAAAAALg/h1_lT10UL6w/s72-c/premiodardosaward-703924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4814112947059389522</id><published>2009-02-27T06:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:55:47.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe I Am My Hair!</title><summary type='text'>India.Arie - I Am Not My Hair feat. AkonMy grandma always said, "If you want to know a black woman, you touch her hair." She said that is where we carry everything—all our hopes, our dreams, our pain. When India Arie's hit song "I Am Not My Hair" first came on the radio - I felt an immediate disconnect.  Obviously she hadn't talked to Mama Mae!  Didn't Miss Arie know that our hair defined who we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4814112947059389522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4814112947059389522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4814112947059389522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4814112947059389522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2009/02/maybe-i-am-my-hair.html' title='Maybe I Am My Hair!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8635820378799834180</id><published>2009-02-25T03:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T04:08:55.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work It Out!</title><summary type='text'>Anyone who is a mom with two kids like I am is probably an expert at division.  Everything from orange juice to gummy bears to the time spent on a good night hug has to be equal.  When it isn't one of my lil soldiers will call me on it and then I've got to make it right.  And so as mom I'm proficient at cutting almost anything right down the middle if necessary.  As my boys get older the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8635820378799834180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8635820378799834180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8635820378799834180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8635820378799834180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2009/02/work-it-out.html' title='Work It Out!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-2959918631526044270</id><published>2009-02-15T19:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:08:34.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Color Is Your Love?</title><summary type='text'>What color is your love:  red hot, moody blue, envy green? Or a color that has no name yet?  The color of your love, like the leaves on a tree depends on the season.One thing for sure is that there's no wrong color as long as it looks good on you.This comes up because Valentines weekend was rough for a lot of us especially if we were comparing our love to our friends, church members, co-workers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2959918631526044270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=2959918631526044270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2959918631526044270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2959918631526044270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-color-is-your-love.html' title='What Color Is Your Love?'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7771014243183238839</id><published>2009-02-14T05:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T09:42:47.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love Of Your Own</title><summary type='text'>  Is it Valentine’s Day already?  It seems like we were just celebrating the birth of 2009 and then the birth of a new and improved nation with the Inauguration of President Barack Obama.  But here we are on February 14th and if you’re a mom or dad with young children (like me) you probably spent some time this week wading through the aisles of Target or Walmart picking out just the right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7771014243183238839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7771014243183238839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7771014243183238839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7771014243183238839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-of-your-own.html' title='A Love Of Your Own'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/SZavnm8xp3I/AAAAAAAAALE/O_lAQ1ArzWg/s72-c/cupid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7277832063716977320</id><published>2008-02-06T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T04:24:35.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>J-O-Y</title><summary type='text'>And the question is .... how can I get some J-O-Y in my life?Well .... Joy is what we are, not what we must get.  Joy is the realization that all we want or need in life has been etched into our souls.  Periods of success followed by long periods of unhappiness and dissatisfaction are not the natural order of life.  We are not put here to suffer and then die.  Yet it seems that we are unable to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7277832063716977320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7277832063716977320' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7277832063716977320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7277832063716977320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2008/02/j-o-y.html' title='J-O-Y'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6717993564353417878</id><published>2008-02-03T10:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T10:25:08.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>YES, WE CAN!</title><summary type='text'>Check out the star-studded music video to the “Yes We Can Song” which includes excerpts from Sen. Barack Obama’s speech following the New Hampshire primary. The video which premiered on Dipdive.com, features appearances from several celebrities including: Will.I.Am, Scarlett Johansson, Common, John Legend, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, Tatyana Ali, Adam Rodriguez, Kelly Hu, Nick Cannon and more.“I’m blown</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6717993564353417878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6717993564353417878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6717993564353417878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6717993564353417878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2008/02/yes-we-can.html' title='YES, WE CAN!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1066057623723223047</id><published>2008-02-01T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T09:34:15.626-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It’s Time To Make an Impact</title><summary type='text'>Because if not now … when?And if not you … then who?And yes, I do mean to be dramatic.  Desperate situations call for desperate measures, right?  Well, luckily it doesn’t have to be a desperate situation.  The power to change it is ours.  All we have to do is make an impact.  Think about it …  Every day you come across people you know and don't know – each one could use your help and each person </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1066057623723223047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1066057623723223047' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1066057623723223047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1066057623723223047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-time-to-make-impact.html' title='It’s Time To Make an Impact'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6973304470023267526</id><published>2008-01-29T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T06:21:28.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shouldn't Love Be?</title><summary type='text'>Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.    I Cor.13:8Personally, I love the 'love chapter' because it talks about something I love: love.  It's not just any kind of love that is described here, not just the feeling of love, but this text talks about what love is and isn't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6973304470023267526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6973304470023267526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6973304470023267526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6973304470023267526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2008/01/shouldnt-love-be.html' title='Shouldn&apos;t Love Be?'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/R5-39WfClnI/AAAAAAAAAIA/BFwKA2I46sI/s72-c/l_303bfa34636586b08c191d957a488b32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8887577461929547004</id><published>2008-01-27T10:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T10:56:45.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HoW cAn I BE so STUPID?!?!?!?</title><summary type='text'>I recently asked myself this question.  I hadn’t done so in a long time.  I know that usually individuals can be much harder on themselves that any other person could ever hope to be.  But all of that momentarily slipped my mind.  I trusted someone who purported to be a man of God and allowed him to opportunity to sponsor one of my charity events.  I thought of him as a kind person who wanted to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8887577461929547004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8887577461929547004' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8887577461929547004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8887577461929547004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-can-i-be-so-stupid.html' title='HoW cAn I BE so STUPID?!?!?!?'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4263820124819795242</id><published>2008-01-22T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T06:07:23.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE POWER WITHIN</title><summary type='text'>Would you like to improve your life instantly?Would you like to change your life, make millions of dollars, meet the right person or start experiencing happiness right away? Now imagine that you have the ability to turn things around right away by working with special powers.But What would happen if you actually had those powers and didn't know how to use them? Think about it. You do have special</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4263820124819795242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4263820124819795242' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4263820124819795242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4263820124819795242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2008/01/power-within.html' title='THE POWER WITHIN'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1212818872007815832</id><published>2008-01-15T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T10:36:29.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And We Call Him Martin ......</title><summary type='text'>Martin Luther King Jr.'s life and legacy is being celebrated today - January 15th, on what would have been his 80th birthday. It took nearly two decades to make King's birthday the legal holiday that Americans celebrate on Monday (January 21st). Legislation to declare King's birthday a national holiday was introduced in Congress every year after his assassination on April 4, 1968, but throughout </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1212818872007815832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1212818872007815832' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1212818872007815832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1212818872007815832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-we-called-him-martin.html' title='And We Call Him Martin ......'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/RapnaRdVX_I/AAAAAAAAADY/nFPmDnuJRN0/s72-c/MLK1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4006623373950122537</id><published>2008-01-09T11:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T18:57:23.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind Of Game Are You Playing?</title><summary type='text'>And how does it manifest in your life.  Chances are if you play the blame game then your circumstances may not be what you want them to be.  But how do we change them if we point the finger at everyone and everything else as the reason for the bad things that happen to us? Well, the first step to changing your circumstances is to stop blaming somebody or some events for where you are today.Sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4006623373950122537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4006623373950122537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4006623373950122537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4006623373950122537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-kind-of-game-are-you-playing.html' title='What Kind Of Game Are You Playing?'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8432554598379022516</id><published>2007-12-31T12:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T10:51:36.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Excited About 2008!</title><summary type='text'>..... 'cause I know I am. I have my red party dress laid out on the bed even as I type. No matter what did or didn't happen in 2007, I am so excited just thinking about the possibilities that 2008 has to offer.Because you know what? The quickest way to turn a bad situation into a blessing is to get excited! Things may not look so good right now. You may be facing more trials and tribulations than</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8432554598379022516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8432554598379022516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8432554598379022516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8432554598379022516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/12/get-excited-about-2008.html' title='Get Excited About 2008!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-5614137246594390654</id><published>2007-12-29T16:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T16:45:01.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest In Peace - 2007</title><summary type='text'>Pamela Joyce Johnson - my sister-in-law, a friend, mother, sister and daugther - died December 20th from cancer.Terry Armour - my friend and a damn good entertainment reporter - died yesterday of a heart attack.  Both gone too soon, but what a difference they made while you were here.  I can only hope to do the same.  Life is too short to waste even a second on being unhappy.  As long as you can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/5614137246594390654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=5614137246594390654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5614137246594390654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5614137246594390654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/12/rest-in-peace.html' title='Rest In Peace - 2007'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-3979791989668121251</id><published>2007-12-16T16:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T16:52:51.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Legacy of Mae Phillips</title><summary type='text'>This is a repost.  My grandmother celebrated her 100th birthday today and I feel so blessed to still have her, I could cry.  I wouldn't be who I am today without having her hand firmly planted on me every step of the way.  I love you Mama Mae.Mama MaeHer name is Mae Phillips but I call her Mama Mae. She's 96 years old and barely weighs 100 pounds but I still am in awe of this woman who is my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3979791989668121251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=3979791989668121251' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3979791989668121251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3979791989668121251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/12/legacy-of-mae-phillips.html' title='The Legacy of Mae Phillips'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6003444573358584949</id><published>2007-12-16T12:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T14:26:45.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As We Go Into A New Year ...</title><summary type='text'>... maybe you should ask yourself a new question.The question is, what are you willing to do to get what you say you want? Are you willing to discipline your mind and your mouth? Are you willing to get up early, stay up late and work hard all the hours between? Are you willing to work for free? Are you willing to do it with excellence? Are you willing to do it even when your best friend shakes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6003444573358584949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6003444573358584949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6003444573358584949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6003444573358584949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/12/as-we-go-into-new-year.html' title='As We Go Into A New Year ...'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1848459744513393917</id><published>2007-11-30T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:20:55.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This Makes No Sense ......</title><summary type='text'>But after yesterday's post .... I needed a good laugh.  Click here if you do too!Thanks Thelma for forwarding!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1848459744513393917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1848459744513393917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1848459744513393917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1848459744513393917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-makes-no-sense.html' title='This Makes No Sense ......'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6662068148588784490</id><published>2007-11-29T17:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T04:54:36.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday I Cried</title><summary type='text'>I had to post this poem TODAY because YESTERDAY I was too busy crying. I think sometimes people are ashamed to admit that they cry - especially men.  That crying is a useless and embarrassing thing to do. But even crying can have a purpose. Shedding tears can be a healing experience. If you know why you are crying.  Yep, it's called CRYING WITH A PURPOSE.We've heard it all before.  Situations </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6662068148588784490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6662068148588784490' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6662068148588784490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6662068148588784490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/11/yesterday-i-cried.html' title='Yesterday I Cried'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7742315179065094830</id><published>2007-11-25T10:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T15:23:24.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Women are SiNginG, DaNCinG, BreAthing and LiVing</title><summary type='text'>Something quite phenomenal is going on.I’m not so sure what it is, but quite frankly, I don't care! I simply know that, whatever it is, it will be great! It has to do with change, healing, growth, and evolution. And it has to do with women. If I were pressed, I would put it in words like these: There are changes taking place in the hearts and minds of women that are going to rock the world! Women</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7742315179065094830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7742315179065094830' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7742315179065094830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7742315179065094830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/11/women-are-singing-dancing-breathing-and.html' title='Women are SiNginG, DaNCinG, BreAthing and LiVing'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-3820146617924894127</id><published>2007-11-12T10:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T10:47:05.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weapons of Mass Seduction</title><summary type='text'>(Giggling to myself. I just love the title.)I just had to share this wonderful book by Lori Bryant-Woolridge called, "Weapons of Mass Seduction". It's been sitting on my desk for a while but time just has not allowed for much recreational reading. But since it was raining and cold - and I couldn't do what I would normally want to do on a day like this - a book (preferably a romance) is usually an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3820146617924894127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=3820146617924894127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3820146617924894127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3820146617924894127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/11/weapons-of-mass-seduction.html' title='Weapons of Mass Seduction'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4506355695475221369</id><published>2007-11-01T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T09:54:52.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RoAd TriPpIn'</title><summary type='text'>And trippin' we were ......Consider this:  Close to three thousand miles, more than 5 states, at least three days of steady rain - and two women on the edge.  It's lucky we made it back home alive.  But we did pick up the dubious title of Thelma and Louise (Thanks V!) midway through so that should give you some idea of the level of madness that was achieved during our stint.  Most of which both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4506355695475221369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4506355695475221369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4506355695475221369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4506355695475221369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/11/road-trippin.html' title='RoAd TriPpIn&apos;'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/RzimDHM2LZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/gWwhi2ZQMz8/s72-c/Me+In+Harlem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4280134270751814272</id><published>2007-10-10T08:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T09:01:08.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Original Video Vixen?!?!?!?!?!</title><summary type='text'>I was just talking about this YESTERDAY!  I did an interview with a magazine recently and this is one of the questions that was asked.Mike TRIBE!: It's not an easy thing being in the media is it? Nikki Woods: No, it's not but I know it's what God has called me to do.  Nikki Woods: Young girls need to see women who really care about them and want the best for them.Nikki Woods: Women who are strong</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4280134270751814272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4280134270751814272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4280134270751814272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4280134270751814272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/10/original-video-vixen.html' title='The Original Video Vixen?!?!?!?!?!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7100502393414329164</id><published>2007-10-09T18:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T18:22:09.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cuz my mind is free, Feel my destiny, So shall it be!</title><summary type='text'>Today, I'm simply going to post a quote that I discovered earlier this morning by Muhammad Ali and follow it up with my new anthem for living.  Both really speak to the way I'm feeling on this cool fall evening in Chicago.  I know it is way too much to ask that people just ask decently or truly want the best for you.  Most people are entirely too wrapped up in what's going on in their lives to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7100502393414329164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7100502393414329164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7100502393414329164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7100502393414329164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/10/cuz-my-mind-is-free-feel-my-destiny-so.html' title='&apos;Cuz my mind is free, Feel my destiny, So shall it be!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-3197310227494535457</id><published>2007-09-23T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:14:13.495-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK!</title><summary type='text'>LOL. Yes, I took a brief hiatus. Well maybe not so brief. But I am back and more determined than ever to contribute something to this blog at least once a week. I just spent the last hour reading through past posts and really became quite emotional. I didn't realize I had been blogging for so long. It's been a rough 16 months and I didn't realize how drained I was until this past weekend. But God</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3197310227494535457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=3197310227494535457' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3197310227494535457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3197310227494535457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8002313897917989326</id><published>2007-06-02T04:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T04:47:16.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Son Tyler Graduates From Preschool!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8002313897917989326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8002313897917989326' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8002313897917989326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8002313897917989326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-son-tyler-graduates-from-preschool.html' title='My Son Tyler Graduates From Preschool!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1729607898338015018</id><published>2007-04-29T16:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T06:44:08.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual DNA</title><summary type='text'> Read my VisualDNA™     Get your own VisualDNA™</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1729607898338015018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1729607898338015018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1729607898338015018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1729607898338015018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/04/visual-dna.html' title='Visual DNA'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1224920657542298459</id><published>2007-04-09T03:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T07:08:44.484-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Changing Seasons - Haiku</title><summary type='text'>This week's Haiku prompt presented by đpoetic1© is based upon "the changing seasons." It's fairly simple, according to dpoetic1 (but then his name is đpoetic1© and mine is not) simply think about your favorite to least favorite season and write your Haiku or Poetry. Pictures are encouraged. I did write a selection for last week's prompt but didn't submit it ... this week I didn't have a choice to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1224920657542298459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1224920657542298459' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1224920657542298459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1224920657542298459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/04/changing-seasons-haiku.html' title='The Changing Seasons - Haiku'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/Rho5TPy2EuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/izZykHxvt4w/s72-c/spring+blossoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6528390138711057637</id><published>2007-04-02T07:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T07:38:28.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude List</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to That Boy Johnson for reminding us all that it's the little things in life that make being in this world so very sweet. So today's gratitude list is about those little things that make me smile and appreciate everything that makes my world such a wonderful place to be.  I am grateful for ........water.  I will always live around it. There is nothing more calming that watching the rising </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6528390138711057637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6528390138711057637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6528390138711057637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6528390138711057637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/04/gratitude-list.html' title='Gratitude List'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/RhEFTTev1pI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fZPule6A3U0/s72-c/sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7557681028060111880</id><published>2007-03-22T07:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T08:13:52.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GRATITUDE LIST</title><summary type='text'>It's a rainy day in Chicago, has been for the past two days, dark and dreary as if the heavens were crying for us mere mortals - struggling - just trying to survive each and every day.  It's on days like this that gratitude lists are so important to me.  It refocuses my energy on positive things.  Despite the challenges that I have faced, rough spots I've hit and negativity that swirls constantly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7557681028060111880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7557681028060111880' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7557681028060111880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7557681028060111880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/03/gratitude-list_22.html' title='GRATITUDE LIST'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-3167672646714187218</id><published>2007-03-18T09:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T14:30:11.307-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 POETIC OFFERINGS</title><summary type='text'>*INSIDE*  by MeSo many people todaydon't stop to see thebeauty on the inside of a personthey only see what ison the outsidethey judge, point, starebut the outside is just thebeginningthe best part of someone is hidden fromthe eyes of those who refuse to seeall that is inside is really what countsthe big heartthe kind gesturesthe sweetness of my lifeyour smile is not only on the outside but ... in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3167672646714187218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=3167672646714187218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3167672646714187218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3167672646714187218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/03/2-poetic-offerings.html' title='2 POETIC OFFERINGS'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/RgERHKRMteI/AAAAAAAAAG8/w0-pmpEhwWU/s72-c/Revival.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1274659133346436776</id><published>2007-03-14T16:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T16:28:40.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>March Is Colon Cancer Awareness Month</title><summary type='text'>Colon cancer claims a third rank in the list of most common cancers diagnosed in the United States (skin cancer excluded). American cancer society estimate that this year a total of 106,370 people will be diagnosed with new colon cancer with more women (55,970) having a new diagnosis of colon cancer in comparison to men (50,400).Factor in all of the other types of cancer and the numbers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1274659133346436776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1274659133346436776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1274659133346436776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1274659133346436776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-is-colon-cancer-awareness-month.html' title='March Is Colon Cancer Awareness Month'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/Rfh5Qp-smnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/DWq33x8pXVQ/s72-c/National+Colon+Awareness.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-901769391661514983</id><published>2007-03-14T06:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T07:27:52.578-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sistahs .... Can We Talk?</title><summary type='text'>I don't often post emails that I receive but I thought the following two had some merit and/or made me laugh.  The first is as follows:1. Talking about each other - You are really not her friend if what you have to say about her is so bad you can't say it in front of her. If you are a real friend you should be able to tell her your concerns for her life to her face. If you have the need to tell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/901769391661514983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=901769391661514983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/901769391661514983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/901769391661514983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-sistahs-can-we-talk.html' title='My Sistahs .... Can We Talk?'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/Rff4AZ-smlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TBWi4v1GJ9g/s72-c/lee011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-5509057071064878434</id><published>2007-03-11T06:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T05:49:55.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a CARROT, an EGG or a COFFEE BEAN?</title><summary type='text'> Interesting question, huh?  The answer is even more revealing but before we get to that.  Let me back up.I had an AMAZING day yesterday.  Wasn't really looking forward to spending my entire Saturday working:  I had some writing to finish, plus had four interviews scheduled for another edition of Women On The Go when what I most wanted to do was curl up in my grandmother's rocking chair and read </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/5509057071064878434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=5509057071064878434' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5509057071064878434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5509057071064878434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/03/are-you-carrot-egg-or-coffee-bean.html' title='Are you a CARROT, an EGG or a COFFEE BEAN?'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-2848848029566885199</id><published>2007-03-10T06:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T08:50:28.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WOMEN ON THE GO</title><summary type='text'>A new edition of "WOMEN ON THE GO!" is now available.  This month we have lined up a group of excellent feature editors from across the country to give you advice and insight on relationships, health, cooking, finance as well as a very special woman of the month and more.  As your host, I will introduce you to several features and specialists, who can help you with everything from making the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2848848029566885199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=2848848029566885199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2848848029566885199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2848848029566885199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/03/women-on-go.html' title='WOMEN ON THE GO'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/Rb_RluoQX5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/n_n7g_bYg6w/s72-c/WOTG_logo+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4894017197389705765</id><published>2007-03-02T12:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T17:28:50.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is not always a smoothly paved-road</title><summary type='text'>some times it's pretty damn rough - in disrepair - rocky from heartbreak. marked by potholes overflowing with disappointment, and often impassable from loss, grief and misunderstanding.  but even in the worst of times, I can still through my hands up and scream, "I'm STILL HERE!"I can still offer my love - free from judgement, my faith - stronger in the midst of the storm and my hope - that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4894017197389705765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4894017197389705765' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4894017197389705765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4894017197389705765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-is-not-always-smoothly-paved-road.html' title='Life is not always a smoothly paved-road'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7004619281149258346</id><published>2007-02-27T15:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T15:36:57.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a WEIGHTY issue!</title><summary type='text'>This is the news story that grabbed my attention this morning:Mother May Lose Custody of Obese BoyNow this tasty tidbit (no pun intended) comes from London where authorities are considering taking an 8-year-old boy who weighs 218 pounds into protective custody unless his mother improves his diet.  Social service officials will meet with family members Tuesday to discuss the health of Connor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7004619281149258346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7004619281149258346' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7004619281149258346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7004619281149258346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/02/mother-may-lose-custody-of-obese-boy-by.html' title='It&apos;s a WEIGHTY issue!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-9038352999687926752</id><published>2007-02-23T07:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T10:20:27.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>QUALITIES OF A WEALTHY WOMAN</title><summary type='text'>But before we get into that ........ can life get any better?********** BIG SHOUT OUT TO JENNIFER HUDSON **********Gotta give props where props are due.  I am so very proud of Jennifer.  She has grown so incredibly much in the time that I've known her ... which goes way back - even before Americah Idol.  Her succeses speak volumes but what I most admired about Jennifer is her confidence.  She is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/9038352999687926752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=9038352999687926752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/9038352999687926752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/9038352999687926752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/02/qualities-of-wealthy-woman.html' title='QUALITIES OF A WEALTHY WOMAN'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/ReMGKNa5ayI/AAAAAAAAAFo/K6qQAGhk62o/s72-c/JENNIFER+HUDSON+KISSES+OSCAR!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-2912544939412675256</id><published>2007-02-18T14:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T14:56:52.674-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama Wouldn't Be First Black President</title><summary type='text'>I am a Barack Obama supporter - have been since I first met him and his dynamic wife Michelle at a fundraising dinner during his run for his Illinois Senate seat.  He is a man that immediately pulls you into his circle and makes you feel as if he's known you forever WHILE at the same time being just unattainable enough to let you know that he knows he's a star in the making.  He smiled and nodded</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2912544939412675256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=2912544939412675256' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2912544939412675256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2912544939412675256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/02/obama-wouldnt-be-first-black-president.html' title='Obama Wouldn&apos;t Be First Black President'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/Rdi4x8_FBLI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-Xb0rLtm-tY/s72-c/061114.mlk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-3835661728836755490</id><published>2007-02-16T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T05:49:47.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth May Sting At Times ... But Lies ALWAYS Hurt!</title><summary type='text'>(Disclaimer:  this began as a light hearted vent that ends with a sincere point.  Bear with me.  Sometimes the road to truth isn't always straight.)Earlier this week an associate told me a lie.  It was a stupid, unnecessary lie but a lie nonetheless.  Didn't call her on it 'cause it would have probably have led to more stupid and unnecessary lies.  So all I did was remind myself why this chick </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3835661728836755490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=3835661728836755490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3835661728836755490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3835661728836755490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/02/truth-may-sting-at-times-but-lies.html' title='The Truth May Sting At Times ... But Lies ALWAYS Hurt!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8987191746454428947</id><published>2007-02-14T09:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T17:00:11.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE ... American Style</title><summary type='text'>Is it that time already?  Judging by the amount of red roses and boxes of chocolate that seem to be everywhere you turn, it's Valentines day!  Yes, the day to celebrate true love by wining, dining and spending a truckload on Hallmark cards has snuck up on me again.  Dammit.  So while I am negotiating a sea of V-Day slackers at Walgreens because I had an irresistible urge for some Lipton Ice Tea, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8987191746454428947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8987191746454428947' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8987191746454428947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8987191746454428947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-american-style.html' title='LOVE ... American Style'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/RdOOFc_FBJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hQBkjXzo5jc/s72-c/howbig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1042966531196496811</id><published>2007-02-12T08:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T08:24:47.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is NOTHING sacred anymore?</title><summary type='text'>Today I make my case for mandating that persons looking to be parents be required to take classes, pass an exam and be licensed before having children.  First let me say this:  I'm all about schools starting to teach sex ed to kids when they're in fifth or sixth grade. . . in my opinion, starting that young will HELP them avoid making really bad decisions.  But there's a BIG difference between </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1042966531196496811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1042966531196496811' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1042966531196496811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1042966531196496811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/02/is-nothing-sacred-anymore.html' title='Is NOTHING sacred anymore?'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6658644763982304082</id><published>2007-02-07T07:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T08:17:42.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Would YOU?</title><summary type='text'>I found this on one of the many websites I haunt:THE AVERAGE WOMAN WOULD GIVE UP RELATIONS FOR 15 MONTHS FOR A CLOSET FULL OF BRAND NEW CLOTHES(Blink and then read it again.  I'll bold it to make it a little bit easier.)THE AVERAGE WOMAN WOULD GIVE UP RELATIONS FOR 15 MONTHS FOR A CLOSET FULL OF BRAND NEW CLOTHESNow this is a BIG reality check for all you guys out there who just KNOW you're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6658644763982304082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6658644763982304082' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6658644763982304082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6658644763982304082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/02/would-you.html' title='Would YOU?'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-2376098850164788335</id><published>2007-02-07T06:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T06:16:46.732-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NATIONAL BLACK HIV/AIDS AWARENESS DAY TODAY</title><summary type='text'>Today marks the 7th annual National Black HIV/AIDS Awareness Day. This year's theme is "Get Educated! Get Tested! Get Involved! Get Treated!” With this year's emphasis on action, those working on HIV/AIDS issues say they hope to create a dialogue both within the African American community and between local communities to address the crisis.Today also brought the release of important new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2376098850164788335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=2376098850164788335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2376098850164788335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2376098850164788335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/02/national-black-hivaids-awareness-day.html' title='NATIONAL BLACK HIV/AIDS AWARENESS DAY TODAY'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1808243332480744230</id><published>2007-02-06T13:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T13:14:57.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PS ......</title><summary type='text'>Yes, I read the story that KO so adeptly pulled in during his brief but poignant comment.  (smile)Here's the story:  Astronaut to be charged with attempted murder!Brief Summary:  A NASA astronaut, married with three children, is accused of trying to kidnap a romantic rival for a space shuttle pilot’s affections.  Apparently, 43 year old Lisa Marie Nowak drove 900 miles, donned a disguise and was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1808243332480744230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1808243332480744230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1808243332480744230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1808243332480744230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/02/ps.html' title='PS ......'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-5757532023254432706</id><published>2007-02-06T08:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T08:44:45.065-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly Stranger Than Fiction</title><summary type='text'>Everyday for work – I read a TON of useless information.  In ADDITION to the five papers that I peruse every morning I also kill approximately three trees worth of paper otherwise known as Show Prep in order to sound half way knowledgeable about what’s going on in the world.  This morning, I ran across three articles that I just had to share.  First up, did you know there’s an island in African </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/5757532023254432706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=5757532023254432706' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5757532023254432706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5757532023254432706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/02/truly-stranger-than-fiction.html' title='Truly Stranger Than Fiction'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-3166075987491020280</id><published>2007-01-30T17:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T06:35:25.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There is NEVER too much on my plate to do something I love!</title><summary type='text'>So please take a minute out of your busy day to check out my new show, "WOMEN ON THE GO!"THE OFFICIAL WELCOME!Hello and Welcome (see now it's official!) ... to the first edition of Women On The Go. Women on the Go is an audio magazine for women with busy lives and a need for easily accessible information and entertainment, that fits their lifestyle. Whether you are a single working woman, a Mom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3166075987491020280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=3166075987491020280' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3166075987491020280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3166075987491020280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/01/there-is-never-too-much-on-my-plate-to.html' title='There is NEVER too much on my plate to do something I love!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/Rb_RluoQX5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/n_n7g_bYg6w/s72-c/WOTG_logo+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6227943935422998541</id><published>2007-01-26T11:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T11:32:28.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are you not to be GREAT!</title><summary type='text'>Our deepest fear is NOT that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. This is one of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6227943935422998541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6227943935422998541' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6227943935422998541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6227943935422998541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/01/who-are-you-not-to-be-great.html' title='Who are you not to be GREAT!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-5651882495823433971</id><published>2007-01-24T08:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T09:06:35.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Memes</title><summary type='text'>I'm really starting to like these things .......**Swiped from Tenacious Views**1.How tall are you barefoot?5 foot 9 inches of LOVELY!2. Have you ever flown first-class?Only way to fly .... unless of course you're in coach.  :)3. One of your favorite books when you were a child?Let The Circle Be Unbroken4. A good restaurant in your city?Keefer’s5. What is your favorite small appliance?My Blender6.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/5651882495823433971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=5651882495823433971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5651882495823433971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5651882495823433971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/01/some-memes.html' title='Some Memes'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7235930964208111047</id><published>2007-01-24T08:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T08:35:50.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything</title><summary type='text'> The thunder that rolls across my skies The lightning that flashes in my eyes My earth, my sky, my moon The very soil beneath my feet Every star up above Breath of life, Blood flowing through my veins My past, my present, my future And everything in between Ocean deep and heaven high The farthest extremes of perfection The only song I want to sing The melody that dances on the wind A raging </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7235930964208111047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7235930964208111047' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7235930964208111047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7235930964208111047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/01/everything.html' title='Everything'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/RbdukeoQX3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/JU9gtndQT-8/s72-c/Everything.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8942580446940350031</id><published>2007-01-21T15:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:40:42.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpts of a LOVE LETTER from Me to You</title><summary type='text'>Anyone who knows me, understands my romantic nature even when I choose to hide it deep within me.  Outwardly, I prefer that my sensible nature is projected to the world; more for my own protection than anything else.    I have the heart of a poet, even if poetry is not my forte and I long for happy endings even if the road traveled to get there is not smooth.I come by it honestly - my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8942580446940350031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8942580446940350031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8942580446940350031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8942580446940350031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/01/excerpts-of-love-letter-from-me-to-you.html' title='Excerpts of a LOVE LETTER from Me to You'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-958442056489922460</id><published>2007-01-16T18:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T18:26:22.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gauntlet Has Been Thrown .....</title><summary type='text'>or maybe I shouldn't set this post up to be some battle of the sexes.  What I think we are lacking these days is a meeting of the minds between males and females and how they relate to each other ... in and out of the bedroom.  I never thought I would agree with the old adage ... Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus .... but the more I relate and communicate with the opposite sex, the more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/958442056489922460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=958442056489922460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/958442056489922460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/958442056489922460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/01/gauntlet-has-been-thrown.html' title='The Gauntlet Has Been Thrown .....'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8633496449807747418</id><published>2007-01-12T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T05:54:42.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I would try something different ... literally and figuratively!</title><summary type='text'> So often in romantic relationships we focus on the actual relationship and neglect the less talked actual relations!  I'm guilty of that ... figuring if it ain't broke then don't fix it ... but have you ever thought about upgrading it?  And yes, by IT - I mean sex.  I'm not ashamed to admit that somewhere in my sexual journey I asked myself, "Is this it?"  Growing up reading romances, I knew </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8633496449807747418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8633496449807747418' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8633496449807747418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8633496449807747418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-thought-i-would-try-something.html' title='I thought I would try something different ... literally and figuratively!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/RagdeBdVX0I/AAAAAAAAABU/8nskxtJdqbo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-9181826005883430909</id><published>2007-01-06T11:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T12:15:31.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What in the world??????</title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm sitting in Border's - my favorite spot to go when I want to focus on a project with minimal distraction ... meaning minus two little tornadoes name Tyler and Junior. It's easy to be inspired surrounded by limitless literature and caffeine. Normally.Doesn't seem to be working today.Backstory: I was selected by a best-selling author (No, not Zane) to contribute a short story for his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/9181826005883430909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=9181826005883430909' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/9181826005883430909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/9181826005883430909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-in-world.html' title='What in the world??????'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/RZ_ga2W4McI/AAAAAAAAAAw/1tMW3DHn5Gc/s72-c/bears2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-5298021587851655589</id><published>2007-01-01T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T10:11:48.474-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><summary type='text'>For This New Year: I want all the best things in life to bumrush your life with such a fury that you have no doubt what exceptional living is all about.  So this is the only toast I could find that was appropriate.  I wish a gang of SMILES come to terrorize your face. I wish that PEACE breaks into your home, And vandalize the place .... with LOVE,May your clothes always reek of SUCCESS, And may </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/5298021587851655589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=5298021587851655589' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5298021587851655589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5298021587851655589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/RZkyJ5_h_pI/AAAAAAAAAAY/vzWUGKkjVXQ/s72-c/new+year.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-913382460970746916</id><published>2006-12-30T06:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T07:15:52.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing up for 2007 - Day Ten</title><summary type='text'>So here we are.  It's the last day and even though the last month of 2006 is almost at a close, I'm glad that we stuck with it.  I have really enjoyed reading your responses and writing my own.  They all put alot on my mind and for that I am grateful.  No man is an island and I thank each of you for contributing to my growth as a human being.  With that said, our final quesion:What do I want my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/913382460970746916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=913382460970746916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/913382460970746916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/913382460970746916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/gearing-up-for-2007-day-ten.html' title='Gearing up for 2007 - Day Ten'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-2395114936457127587</id><published>2006-12-29T06:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T07:19:56.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing Up For 2007 - Day Nine</title><summary type='text'>Almost there, guys!  It's day nine and it's going to be heartwarming to see some of the answers.  Today's question:  For what I am grateful?I am grateful for so many things:  God's grace, family support, a challenging career, decent health, etc.  But there are four things that I am particularly grateful for; four incredible males in my life that are the motivating factor for everything that I do.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2395114936457127587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=2395114936457127587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2395114936457127587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2395114936457127587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/gearing-up-for-2007-day-nine.html' title='Gearing Up For 2007 - Day Nine'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4872079809428401209</id><published>2006-12-28T08:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T08:45:43.550-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing up for 2007 - Day Eight</title><summary type='text'>So we're rolling on to day eight - with the passing of Coretta Scott King this year, today's question seemed kind of fitting.  Why?  Well, her husband Martin Luther King, Jr. faced some seemingly insurmountable challenges and was able to successfully overcome most of them.  So today, let's talk about:What were my biggest challenges? How did I overcome them?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4872079809428401209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4872079809428401209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4872079809428401209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4872079809428401209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/gearing-up-for-2007-day-eight.html' title='Gearing up for 2007 - Day Eight'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6472413519622870085</id><published>2006-12-27T08:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T08:26:24.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing up for 2007 - Day Seven</title><summary type='text'>So now we're at day 7.  And this was one for the journal.  I actually started thinking about it yesterday and still am a bit perplexed.  I answered it but then the question seemed to beg for a response with a deeper meaning.  So I scrapped the original answer and thought some more.  Let's see how you do with this one.What did I do right?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6472413519622870085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6472413519622870085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6472413519622870085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6472413519622870085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/gearing-up-for-2007-day-seven.html' title='Gearing up for 2007 - Day Seven'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-2973010731802338010</id><published>2006-12-26T07:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T07:41:07.135-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing Up For 2007 - Day Six</title><summary type='text'>I'm back with more questions that are designed to put us in the right mindset for the new year.  We are relating, reflecting and releasing!  What were the fun things I did? The not-so-fun?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2973010731802338010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=2973010731802338010' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2973010731802338010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2973010731802338010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/gearing-up-for-2007-day-six.html' title='Gearing Up For 2007 - Day Six'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-902664495662090280</id><published>2006-12-25T10:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T10:54:38.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing up for 2007 - Day Five</title><summary type='text'>So we're halfway there and you guys are doing very well!  A+ for your contributions.  What were the three most significant events of the last year?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/902664495662090280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=902664495662090280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/902664495662090280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/902664495662090280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/gearing-up-for-2007-day-five.html' title='Gearing up for 2007 - Day Five'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1111120224701145115</id><published>2006-12-25T10:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T10:49:22.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MY CHRISTMAS WISH TO YOU</title><summary type='text'>If I could wish a wish for you, it would be for peace and happiness not only now, but for the whole year through! I wish that there always be food on your table. And that you always remember those less fortunate. May you always take time to share, and thank those who share with you. I wish for time, so you may reflect on the blessings that you have, and that you express your love to those who are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1111120224701145115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1111120224701145115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1111120224701145115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1111120224701145115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-christmas-wish-to-you.html' title='MY CHRISTMAS WISH TO YOU'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_UmFpQ3PbPQM/RZAAt4doLNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i9M6iibC3_g/s72-c/Christmas+Blessings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4022272484077526501</id><published>2006-12-24T06:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T06:25:12.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing up for 2007 - Day Four</title><summary type='text'>We're almost to the midway point of our reflection exercise.  Thanks to all that participate.  Today's question is a good one so here we go.What did I complete or release?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4022272484077526501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4022272484077526501' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4022272484077526501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4022272484077526501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/gearing-up-for-2007-day-four.html' title='Gearing up for 2007 - Day Four'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-3840318757084768593</id><published>2006-12-23T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T11:06:08.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing up for 2007 - Day Three</title><summary type='text'>We're rolling on with day three.  And our question is:  (DRUM ROLL PLEASE)What would I have done differently? Why?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3840318757084768593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=3840318757084768593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3840318757084768593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3840318757084768593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/gearing-up-for-2007-day-three.html' title='Gearing up for 2007 - Day Three'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6185851843853093352</id><published>2006-12-22T07:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T11:15:57.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gearing up for 2007 - Day Two</title><summary type='text'>So, today is our day to brag.  Don't hold back.  I'm sure you'll be surprised like I was all that you were able to get done in 2005.  Write it down, then give yourself a big hug!  I'm proud of you!What did I accomplish?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6185851843853093352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6185851843853093352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6185851843853093352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6185851843853093352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/gearing-up-for-2007-day-two.html' title='Gearing up for 2007 - Day Two'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-613706897412969559</id><published>2006-12-20T05:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T17:51:33.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to a New Year</title><summary type='text'>As January 1st looms in the not so distant future, many are already plotting and planning their new resolutions for 2007.  We all want to create commanding goals that have the power to propel you past every obstacle so below are ten steps to make sure that you’ll be unstoppable. 1. Know Your Purpose -- Above all, for a goal to have motivating power, it must be meaningful to you. Write out a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/613706897412969559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=613706897412969559' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/613706897412969559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/613706897412969559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/countdown-to-new-year.html' title='Countdown to a New Year'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-2838878594910558204</id><published>2006-12-18T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T11:24:03.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For.Give.Ness</title><summary type='text'>Yep, I had to come back and revisit the whole forgiveness subject.  I guess my challenge is that to some degree I'm a people pleaser.  I'm sensitive to others feelings and want everyone to be ok with themselves and with me .... to a certain degree.  There does come a point when all of the good vibrations fly right out the window.  I don't ever wish anyone ill because I believe in Karma and don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/2838878594910558204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=2838878594910558204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2838878594910558204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/2838878594910558204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/forgiveness.html' title='For.Give.Ness'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1300169552346132586</id><published>2006-12-12T15:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:27:53.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Little Girl</title><summary type='text'>I am a big ole Daddy's Girl and I'm not ashamed to admit it.  Always have been and always will be.  He is my hero; larger than life to me and still what I want to be when I grow up.  He was my first love and has set a very high standard for every man that has followed.  He's a charmer always quick with a smile and even quicker with words of wisdom worthy of his 70 plus years.  That's not to say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1300169552346132586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1300169552346132586' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1300169552346132586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1300169552346132586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/daddys-little-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Little Girl'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7528301023806818544</id><published>2006-12-07T18:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T18:31:06.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the support!</title><summary type='text'>Whew!  Y'all sure know how to overwhelm a sister!  Thanks to all of those who came by the chat to support me and all of the other authors in the house.  I appreciate it so much!  Don't forget there is a full day of chats tommorrow so if you have time ... stop through and say hey! Continued blessings!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7528301023806818544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7528301023806818544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7528301023806818544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7528301023806818544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/thanks-for-support.html' title='Thanks for the support!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8023766573969918281</id><published>2006-12-06T17:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T08:15:18.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Join Me At The Author Jamboree!</title><summary type='text'>Author and Promotions Guru Donna Hill came up with a great idea: Invite a slew of authors from all genres, self-published and those with major houses, male and female and have them hanging out in a chatroom all day long for a week. Each author gets an hour long slot to talk about their books and field questions from readers and writers alike. It has been information and most of all a ton of fun! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8023766573969918281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8023766573969918281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8023766573969918281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8023766573969918281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/join-me-at-author-jamboree.html' title='Join Me At The Author Jamboree!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7053881841590699056</id><published>2006-12-06T08:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T08:29:41.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the day .......</title><summary type='text'>"If your life is a campaign against things, the things you fight will expand."If there is something in your life that you don't want?If so, then stop worrying about it and stop talking about it.  You may not realize it, but the energy you put into fighting the issue, keeps it alive.  Whenever you agonize over something, you breathe life into it.Happily, the reverse is also true.  Withdraw your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7053881841590699056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7053881841590699056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7053881841590699056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7053881841590699056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the day .......'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-9044164889326519940</id><published>2006-12-05T05:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T09:01:08.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Beyond Appearances:  Softening Judgment</title><summary type='text'>It is our natural inclination to judge people, since it happens without our even thinking about it. We take one look and summarize a whole person-overweight, pretty, stylish, sloppy. This habit comes from the mind's need to categorize the world in order to be able to function without becoming overwhelmed. When we judge, we are looking for pertinent information, trying to determine whether the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/9044164889326519940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=9044164889326519940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/9044164889326519940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/9044164889326519940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/moving-beyond-appearances-softening.html' title='Moving Beyond Appearances:  Softening Judgment'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-9029520050761829959</id><published>2006-12-04T08:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T09:10:34.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Free To Be Me</title><summary type='text'>Today, I'm simply going to post a quote that I discovered earlier this morning by Muhammad Ali.  It really speaks to the way I'm feeling on this blustery December morning in Chicago.  QUestion for ya:  Why is it so challenging for others to be happy at someone's success because it's not their own?  I'm so sick of others who are so limited in their vision that they hate to see others doing well.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/9029520050761829959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=9029520050761829959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/9029520050761829959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/9029520050761829959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/free-to-be-me.html' title='Free To Be Me'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-5683224921914300781</id><published>2006-12-01T04:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T07:01:12.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is World Aid's Day!</title><summary type='text'>SOME MIND-BLOWING FACTS AND QUOTES ABOUT THE GLOBAL AIDS EPIDEMIC:You may or may not be aware that today is World AIDS Day.  I know. . . we hear so much about the global AIDS epidemic that it's easy to get desensitized to it so I want to bring it home for you.--In Africa, 6,600 PEOPLE DIE OF HIV/AIDS. . . EVERY DAY.  Think about that. . . 3,000 people died in the terrorist attacks of September </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/5683224921914300781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=5683224921914300781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5683224921914300781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/5683224921914300781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/12/today-is-world-aids-day.html' title='Today is World Aid&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8712607754662214151</id><published>2006-11-30T06:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T09:10:43.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo Update</title><summary type='text'>  DRUM ROLL PLEASE!!!!!!  I did it!  I successfully completed 50,000 words and am a winner in this year's NaNoWriMo competition.  It was a fabulous experience and taught me two  valuable lessons about writing.  1.)  I learned hot to focus more on just moving the story line along and writing without judging ever little thing as I go.  2.)  I also learned how emotionally exhausting writing can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8712607754662214151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8712607754662214151' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8712607754662214151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8712607754662214151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/nanowrimo-update_30.html' title='NaNoWriMo Update'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1315705932446594347</id><published>2006-11-28T04:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T18:34:43.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Literary Legacy:  1940 -2006</title><summary type='text'>  Bebe Moore Campbell, a best-selling author who wrote with compassion and candor about social issues from the African American perspective, died Monday of complications from brain cancer. She was 56.BeBe passed over while at her home in Los Angeles, surrounded by family and friends.  She is a literary giant and one of my favorite authors.  Not only because she had mastered the art of words but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1315705932446594347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1315705932446594347' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1315705932446594347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1315705932446594347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/literary-legacy.html' title='A Literary Legacy:  1940 -2006'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8423076736068366194</id><published>2006-11-27T07:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T07:57:26.279-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting for my life</title><summary type='text'>Don't ask my how I'm doing today because I may tell you I'm in the fight for my life.  In fact, this morning I was thumbing through the bible to find scriptures on faith in order to do some serious meditating.  You don’t have to look far.  Jesus said that in the world you will have temptations, tests, trials and tribulation. But He went on to say, “be of good cheer because I have overcome the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8423076736068366194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8423076736068366194' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8423076736068366194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8423076736068366194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/fighting-for-my-life.html' title='Fighting for my life'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7510841004062218365</id><published>2006-11-25T11:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T14:03:59.681-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love .... true and unconditional</title><summary type='text'>It's something that we all want and few of us ever get. Love in it's purest and most honest form. Typically called True Love or Unconditional Love it means giving of love without the expectation of receiving anything in return. How many of us do that? Many these days love with conditions. They will love you IF this or IF that. If you don't fit into these conditions then they no longer love you. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7510841004062218365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7510841004062218365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7510841004062218365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7510841004062218365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-true-and-unconditional.html' title='Love .... true and unconditional'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8997266128495725819</id><published>2006-11-24T12:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T13:00:16.507-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Acts Of Kindness</title><summary type='text'>Now that many are getting ready for the holiday season I thought this would be a good time to take a moment and send out some positive energy by simply appreciating the little acts of kindness that often go unnoticed. For example: Did you notice the kind act someone did for you today? Did you take a moment to appreciate that kind act? You may have to search for that kind act - but it's there - it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8997266128495725819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8997266128495725819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8997266128495725819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8997266128495725819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-acts-of-kindness.html' title='Random Acts Of Kindness'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6357220565939586156</id><published>2006-11-23T06:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T07:05:29.571-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Blessed and Be Thankful</title><summary type='text'>Thanksgiving, 1864, was proclaimed by President Abraham Lincoln in these words:    "It has pleased Almighty God to prolong our national life another year...to favor as well our citizens in their homes as our soldiers in their camps, and our sailors on the rivers and seas, with unusual health.    "He has largely augmented our free population by emancipation and by immigration, while He has opened </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6357220565939586156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6357220565939586156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6357220565939586156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6357220565939586156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/be-blessed-and-be-thankful.html' title='Be Blessed and Be Thankful'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4471552676322275379</id><published>2006-11-21T17:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T06:58:54.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Asking For What You Want</title><summary type='text'>I am going to stay with the "change your mind, change your life" theme for one more day because I really want people to get it.  Most people don't always fully realize that we all have within us the ability to cocreate our lives with the universe. (note:  when I say universe, I mean God but for those that may not believe in God  - universe implies a greater being.)  So many of us are taught to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4471552676322275379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4471552676322275379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4471552676322275379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4471552676322275379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/asking-for-what-you-want.html' title='Asking For What You Want'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-9064364974269926514</id><published>2006-11-21T04:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T06:51:03.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Outlining Your Intentions</title><summary type='text'>I wanted to continue with the "change our mind, change our life" theme today.  If you are ready to change your thoughts, one way to start is to make a list of the things you want.  The universe is aware of both the concrete goals we actively pursue and the nebulous dreams we have not yet begun to refine. Neither our struggles nor the daydreams that inspire us are beyond the range of universal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/9064364974269926514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=9064364974269926514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/9064364974269926514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/9064364974269926514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/outlining-your-intentions.html' title='Outlining Your Intentions'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-828021027619215630</id><published>2006-11-20T08:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T09:03:09.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Affirmations:  Just for you Bianca</title><summary type='text'>As promised, I want to post some information on affirmations.  I've used affirmations for close to nine years now and have stacks of worn journals where I note and change whatever affirmations I am working on depending on where I am in life.  I first learned about them in a book called, "Change Your Mind, Change Your Life" in which using affirmations was briefly introduced.  I was hooked. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/828021027619215630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=828021027619215630' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/828021027619215630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/828021027619215630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/affirmations-just-for-you-bianca.html' title='Affirmations:  Just for you Bianca'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-8934773912913163888</id><published>2006-11-19T08:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T08:14:15.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gospel Of Prosperity</title><summary type='text'>Hip-hop soul legend Mary J. Blige has always let it be known that God was an important part of her life and upbringing.  From vignettes on her album to her oft-present cross, the born-again Christian insists that God wants her to have nice things. In a recent 'Blender' magazine article, the sometimes downtrodden diva stated:"My God is a God who wants me to have things. He wants me to bling. He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/8934773912913163888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=8934773912913163888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8934773912913163888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/8934773912913163888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/gospel-of-prosperity.html' title='The Gospel Of Prosperity'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-4766030712077778979</id><published>2006-11-18T08:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T08:43:50.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts on a Crisp Saturday Morning</title><summary type='text'>Why is it just now hitting me how close we are to Thanksgiving? The menu has been set but why in the world haven't I even thought about a grocery list? Do we get way to caught up in the ceremony of certain holidays and fail to remember or reflect on the meaning behind them? Speaking of holidays, why are the stores already implementing their evil marketing strategies to make us spend more money on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/4766030712077778979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=4766030712077778979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4766030712077778979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/4766030712077778979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-thoughts-on-crisp-saturday.html' title='Random Thoughts on a Crisp Saturday Morning'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-3748315276436993863</id><published>2006-11-17T04:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T08:08:44.942-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gratitude List</title><summary type='text'>It was a rough day for me yesterday.  I accepted it without embracing it and know that today is a new beginning.  So to do a little mental check and balance, I  am stealing this idea from a fellow blogger, who shares his gratitude list each Wednesday on his blog Lover's Anonymous.  I never fail to count my blessings but there is something very powerful about putting them in writing and sharing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/3748315276436993863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=3748315276436993863' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3748315276436993863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/3748315276436993863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-gratitude-list.html' title='My Gratitude List'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-7887720908108881456</id><published>2006-11-16T05:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T08:47:27.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare To Dance Outside The Lines</title><summary type='text'>Just a short post today. A lot of things have been happening in my life that seem to have no rhyme or reason. Of course, I know that's not true but at times doubt can creep in if I am not careful to guard my thoughts. Last night I was thinking about my tendency to conform in my personal life. Have you ever considered just giving yourself permission to break the rules, to move outside the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/7887720908108881456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=7887720908108881456' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7887720908108881456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/7887720908108881456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/dare-to-dance-outside-lines.html' title='Dare To Dance Outside The Lines'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-6444429762437089444</id><published>2006-11-15T06:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T06:58:41.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait...My Child</title><summary type='text'>Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried.Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied.I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,And the Master so gently said, "Child, you must wait!""Wait?, you say, wait!" my indignant reply."Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!Is Your hand shortened? Or have You not heard?By faith I have asked, and am claiming Your Word.""My future and all to which I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/6444429762437089444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=6444429762437089444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6444429762437089444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/6444429762437089444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/waitmy-child.html' title='Wait...My Child'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12878708.post-1221329918070024881</id><published>2006-11-14T15:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T04:50:25.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving In Real Time vs. Pushing The Fast-Forward Button</title><summary type='text'>I've talked before about living in a "Fast Food Society."  In this day and age we want what we want and we want it now!  Gone are the days where we patiently save 50 dollars a month until we're able to buy a new car or go on a family vacation.  Now all we have to do is open up a new credit card and instantly we can have all that our heart desires.  Ofter we deal with challenges and problems in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/feeds/1221329918070024881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12878708&amp;postID=1221329918070024881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1221329918070024881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12878708/posts/default/1221329918070024881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nikkiwoods.blogspot.com/2006/11/moving-in-real-time-vs-pushing-fast.html' title='Moving In Real Time vs. Pushing The Fast-Forward Button'/><author><name>Nikki Woods</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17894126405021644837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g245/NikkiWoods_2006/1363402622_l.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
