<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post2360776003631964398..comments</id><updated>2009-12-14T20:47:50.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Not Ready For The Pasture: 'Tis The Season</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/feeds/2360776003631964398/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html'/><author><name>Sunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743103444717771768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-309003083040207674</id><published>2009-12-14T19:35:10.237-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:35:10.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is a hard time for many people. We have ...</title><content type='html'>Christmas is a hard time for many people. We have lost a lot of family members - 5 in the last 15 years - my parents included. We always had large gatherings at this time of year, so naturally, we think of those who are no longer with us. But then, we can&amp;#39;t always dwell on the past, either, or life wouldn&amp;#39;t be worth living, now, would it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&amp;#39;t been in the Christmas spirit. We don&amp;#39;t put up any decorations because a) we don&amp;#39;t store any in the trailer since we don&amp;#39;t have room and b) we usually fly home for the holidays anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually by the time I get home I am in the mood for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope by now you are in the Christmas spirit. Sorry I am so late in commenting. I&amp;#39;ve had trouble connecting between the wi fi, and now my lap top had died, and I have to share the big computer with hubby.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/309003083040207674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/309003083040207674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1260837310237#c309003083040207674' title=''/><author><name>Pat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17756564685282866773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05832967632044930296'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-348751264310795527</id><published>2009-12-14T07:15:55.134-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T07:15:55.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I must admit I can't get excited this year. Kids a...</title><content type='html'>I must admit I can&amp;#39;t get excited this year. Kids aren&amp;#39;t home so unlike Betsy I can&amp;#39;t get enthusiastic with just the two of us. But I rather like the quiet time and dinner at a favourite restaurant.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/348751264310795527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/348751264310795527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1260792955134#c348751264310795527' title=''/><author><name>diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002292118984909883</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16736775016796398629'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2638377171975483502</id><published>2009-12-12T04:54:41.860-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T04:54:41.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, Sunny. We're in England(Suffolk). I'm now seni...</title><content type='html'>Hi, Sunny. We&amp;#39;re in England(Suffolk). I&amp;#39;m now senior bloke on my side of the family, but Ann&amp;#39;s mother (who&amp;#39;s now 101), still comes for a few days at Christmas, and usually tells OUR grandchildren stories about Christmas in the first and second world wars. As we shall be seeing all our children (five of them), and our eleven grandchildren over the Shristmas season, I think Christmas serves to help hold us together as a family. I think you may well be the same, really ?????</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/2638377171975483502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/2638377171975483502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1260611681860#c2638377171975483502' title=''/><author><name>Mike &amp;amp; Ann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07558857315748815249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-6328784380914480459</id><published>2009-12-04T17:56:35.365-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T17:56:35.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Spirit got up and went..Bah Humbug ab...</title><content type='html'>My Christmas Spirit got up and went..Bah Humbug about sums it up for me..But I am trying to remember the simpler times! :)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/6328784380914480459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/6328784380914480459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259967395365#c6328784380914480459' title=''/><author><name>Far Side of Fifty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07995757632158408442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2847662303048017</id><published>2009-12-04T14:14:43.288-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:14:43.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think the Bah-Humbug bites us all at times, espe...</title><content type='html'>I think the Bah-Humbug bites us all at times, especially when times are hard. Then maybe we begin to think more about the real Christmas spirit...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/2847662303048017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/2847662303048017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259954083288#c2847662303048017' title=''/><author><name>jinksy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01686101468214361004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06851981168728308451'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-1749961564474881221</id><published>2009-12-02T10:15:40.645-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:15:40.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I understand the feelings.  Every year I have less...</title><content type='html'>I understand the feelings.  Every year I have less enthusiasm for Christmas.  I think it&amp;#39;s because my kids are older and the &amp;quot;magic&amp;quot; of it has fallen away.  I&amp;#39;d like to cancel it, truthfully, but we got our tree up and I&amp;#39;m trying to have a better attitude.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/1749961564474881221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/1749961564474881221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259766940645#c1749961564474881221' title=''/><author><name>mountain.mama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17888794632630265411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07300590438777850328'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-6612713320879848179</id><published>2009-12-02T10:14:55.745-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:14:55.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some years are better for me than others. I can ne...</title><content type='html'>Some years are better for me than others. I can never predict which it will be from year to year, so I just go with the flow and sooner or later I get the Christmas spirit.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a violent person but if you really need a swift kick in the pants, consider yourself gently &amp;#39;booted in the butt&amp;#39; :) I&amp;#39;m sure you would do the same for me!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/6612713320879848179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/6612713320879848179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259766895745#c6612713320879848179' title=''/><author><name>Pam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07696361625481123431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15102493571264988708'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-698131740267057566</id><published>2009-12-01T20:35:25.269-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:35:25.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I got my tree out of the attic and the box is sitt...</title><content type='html'>I got my tree out of the attic and the box is sitting there waiting on me to open it......I like everything BUT decorating....I&amp;#39;m not good at it and don&amp;#39;t enjoy it. Wish someone would just come in and put my tree up and then I would carry on with the rest..ha</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/698131740267057566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/698131740267057566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259717725269#c698131740267057566' title=''/><author><name>nanny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12627958113283042574</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01088112978102584060'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2574416635738149148</id><published>2009-12-01T15:46:45.823-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:46:45.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I try to enjoy simple a simple Christmas with home...</title><content type='html'>I try to enjoy simple a simple Christmas with homemade gifts and try to avoid all the commercialism.&lt;br /&gt;After all it supposed to be about the birth of Christ and that should bring us joy! :-)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/2574416635738149148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/2574416635738149148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259700405823#c2574416635738149148' title=''/><author><name>Karen :-)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14186179870233267082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00699813159459489858'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-271018488544000177</id><published>2009-12-01T14:41:43.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:41:43.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living alone, I usually find I miss out on the thr...</title><content type='html'>Living alone, I usually find I miss out on the thrill of holidays. I forget to enjoy them as others do, who have lots of people around their homes. It&amp;#39;s no excuse, I know, as I have friends who go all out just for themselves, but I find I can&amp;#39;t be bothered.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/271018488544000177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/271018488544000177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259696503013#c271018488544000177' title=''/><author><name>VioletSky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10222821877918680480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8363622221395521241</id><published>2009-12-01T09:48:50.840-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:48:50.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am of the "its for Children" camp.This year I am...</title><content type='html'>I am of the &amp;quot;its for Children&amp;quot; camp.This year I am going home to Florida and with the babies in the family I expect to get excited again. &lt;br /&gt;Other wise, it is pretty much another day that is too awash in commercialism. Not quite humbug but close.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/8363622221395521241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/8363622221395521241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259678930840#c8363622221395521241' title=''/><author><name>Arkansas Patti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14156004753267665579</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04804368190103997485'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-1127889812127681928</id><published>2009-12-01T02:16:59.435-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T02:16:59.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny

I know how you feel. We've all been a bit d...</title><content type='html'>Sunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how you feel. We&amp;#39;ve all been a bit deflated since losing loved ones. Christmas can seem so pointless without them. But, gradually, I&amp;#39;ve learned to use those precious memories to enhance the Christmas experience. What better time to call on those we miss to bring a smile to our faces? We won&amp;#39;t get through the festive season without recalling stories and funny quotes associated with the past. Hope you can too.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/1127889812127681928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/1127889812127681928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259651819435#c1127889812127681928' title=''/><author><name>Martin H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13494219959077922220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05229738217348056651'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-3521357399802212415</id><published>2009-11-30T23:21:37.162-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:21:37.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I used to be that way, Sunny... Back when my sons ...</title><content type='html'>I used to be that way, Sunny... Back when my sons were little,  my &amp;#39;ex&amp;#39; and I would spend more money than we could afford.  We would buy WAY too much--and it would take us the entire next year to pay for it all... I was working fulltime then also--and just didn&amp;#39;t have time to get everything done. It was stressful and I became a scrooge for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW---I love Christmas. I&amp;#39;m retired and it&amp;#39;s just George and me --most of the time.  Our kids live far away and can&amp;#39;t come home for Christmas.  BUT--I now enjoy it for ME (us) --and love decorating the house inside and outside.  I don&amp;#39;t bake much anymore though since we don&amp;#39;t need it!!!!  AND--since I&amp;#39;m not a party person,  I just enjoy listening to music  and staying right here at home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it---it&amp;#39;s my favorite time of the year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you can find some joy in Christmas, Sunny.  Make Christmas just for YOU---not the way it was for your family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Betsy</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/3521357399802212415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/3521357399802212415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259641297162#c3521357399802212415' title=''/><author><name>Betsy from Tennessee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16223591156634767330</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03506083762476422074'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2869234333444697252</id><published>2009-11-30T20:55:17.946-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:55:17.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds like you just need to do something for some...</title><content type='html'>Sounds like you just need to do something for someone. They say when we give of our selves it is true joy. Find the spirit of Christmas in the meaning and why we even celebrate. It is not the stuff but the stuffing (you know our heart and soul). May you have a very Merry Christmas Sunny.&lt;br /&gt;DF</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/2869234333444697252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/2869234333444697252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259632517946#c2869234333444697252' title=''/><author><name>Ms. Fiddlesticks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676351360633475418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17772785427380362694'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-1923986387623055464</id><published>2009-11-30T20:07:42.704-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:07:42.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If it weren't for grandchildren, I would have no C...</title><content type='html'>If it weren&amp;#39;t for grandchildren, I would have no Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Mom and Dad gone and Den&amp;#39;s parents, it just doesn&amp;#39;t seem right to celebrate.  I understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is up to us to carry on our parents&amp;#39; traditions and let the next generation have stories like we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there, maybe we should have a holiday support group!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/1923986387623055464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/1923986387623055464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259629662704#c1923986387623055464' title=''/><author><name>Gail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14900924441768289806'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-1264070090849592792</id><published>2009-11-30T19:21:28.671-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:21:28.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May be the season starts way too soon, halloween c...</title><content type='html'>May be the season starts way too soon, halloween candy isn&amp;#39;t even off the shelves and they have the Christmas stuff out, way too soon..&lt;br /&gt;I find in our family, everyone buys what they want through the year, and even the grandkids, as young teenagers don&amp;#39;t know what they want if you ask them..kinda sad really ! Personally I worked in retail all my life, and by the time Christmas got here, I was exhausted although I do love the season, it just seems too comercialized now and the meaning is lost in the rush...so I do hear ya !!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/1264070090849592792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/1264070090849592792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259626888671#c1264070090849592792' title=''/><author><name>bonifer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775719256913187043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04992505349769192701'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-1630734343576372085</id><published>2009-11-30T19:14:08.719-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:14:08.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I was an only child and Christmas was, well, just ...</title><content type='html'>I was an only child and Christmas was, well, just one of those things you had to do and it was always halfhearted. After I married and had four children, Christmas became a really big deal and I probably had as much fun as my kids because I was finally seeing Christmas through the eyes of a child -- belated, but enjoyed. Then suddenly they were grown, only my oldest is married, no children, we&amp;#39;re all scattered all over the country and we&amp;#39;ve all kind of just dealt with Christmas as one more day. None of us feel bad or down, we just don&amp;#39;t celebrate. I guess that seems strange, but that is just how it seems to have evolved. I enjoy watching other people get the big kick out of the holidays and I&amp;#39;m very happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, well, I&amp;#39;ve always been an oddball, what can I say????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/1630734343576372085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/1630734343576372085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259626448719#c1630734343576372085' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05484577678585907669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='18262759035191504994'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-337767954791041446</id><published>2009-11-30T18:29:16.475-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:29:16.475-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Many people in the US are feeling it this year bec...</title><content type='html'>Many people in the US are feeling it this year because of, well, having no money. I am in the hole by a vast amount compared to last year at this time. My husband and I don&amp;#39;t do any celebration stuff because we don&amp;#39;t have any nearby relatives. But if I were to travel to my siblings&amp;#39; houses, we would be in full-on Christmas mode. I like the laid back feeling right now and I don&amp;#39;t have any money to spend on frivolities. Just my two cents.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/337767954791041446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/337767954791041446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259623756475#c337767954791041446' title=''/><author><name>DJan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07152183871573797791</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03630228615899963482'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-8540634988529079460</id><published>2009-11-30T17:28:44.225-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:28:44.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I might just be feeling that way if it wer...</title><content type='html'>I think I might just be feeling that way if it weren&amp;#39;t for my 9 grandchildren...I too miss my mother this holiday season, it would have been her 84th birthday Nov.24th. She was always a big part of our Thanksgiving and Christmas.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/8540634988529079460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/2360776003631964398/comments/default/8540634988529079460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html?showComment=1259620124225#c8540634988529079460' title=''/><author><name>Wanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00551160819558198338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04299376605202974781'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.notreadyforthepasture.com/2009/11/tis-season.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1767330563018550710.post-2360776003631964398' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1767330563018550710/posts/default/2360776003631964398' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>