<?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-6174810</id><updated>2011-08-05T20:46:14.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna Brown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-114745680074786581</id><published>2006-05-12T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T14:00:00.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's got a new blog ...</title><summary type='text'>i do ido i do i do i do ...http://annabrown.wordpress.com/.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/114745680074786581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=114745680074786581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114745680074786581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114745680074786581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2006/05/look-whos-got-new-blog.html' title='Look who&apos;s got a new blog ...'/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-114631874757357615</id><published>2006-04-29T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T08:42:50.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Away from Home</title><summary type='text'>So much has happened over the past weeks. I know I'm lousy at updating my blog, it just seems like I have nothing too important to say every time I consider writing. Josh ususally says a whole lot of what I'm thinking, and much more eloquently (I'm not even sure if that was correct usage of the word). I'll just tell you some experiences that have made my heart feel ginormous lately ...My best </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/114631874757357615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=114631874757357615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114631874757357615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114631874757357615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2006/04/home-away-from-home.html' title='Home Away from Home'/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-114286739492757015</id><published>2006-03-20T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T10:09:55.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surreal Weekend</title><summary type='text'>So, this was a surreal weekend by many accounts. There's lots to say about it, but I'll try to stay concise. The fourth installment of the Phoenix Project was this weekend. Suffice it to say, it was a long, but I think, ultimately good and necessary chat. We mulled over absolute truth, the Bible, and worldviews. The real amazement began when we pulled out the Dance Dance revolution. Our friend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/114286739492757015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=114286739492757015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114286739492757015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114286739492757015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2006/03/surreal-weekend.html' title='Surreal Weekend'/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-114122491315568620</id><published>2006-03-01T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T09:55:13.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I decided to come to work early this morning. Just to be a "good" employee. To remain more true to the 37.5 hour work week. To that effect, I've been reading my old blogs for approximately 1.75 hours now. And here's are some conclusions I've come to:1. I use lists a lot.2. I don't know why I enjoy lists so much. Maybe since they are organized, and tend to be concise.3. There is a serious lack</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/114122491315568620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=114122491315568620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114122491315568620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114122491315568620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-i-decided-to-come-to-work-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-114078741082476479</id><published>2006-02-24T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T08:23:30.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Found some "older" pictures today. And that's about all I've got ...</title><summary type='text'> Honeymoon in Antigua Me, feeding my duck friends, not expecting a thing. And wondering why Josh was taking so many pictures. The RING! Just after Josh proposed. And where we were originally supposed to be married. Dang Hurricane Katrina.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/114078741082476479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=114078741082476479' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114078741082476479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114078741082476479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2006/02/found-some-older-pictures-today-and.html' title='Found some &quot;older&quot; pictures today. And that&apos;s about all I&apos;ve got ...'/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-114001405848843294</id><published>2006-02-15T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T09:34:18.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband, The Great</title><summary type='text'>May I just say that my husband is the most amazing man, next to my Daddy, walking this earth. Our first Married Valentine's Day was the stuff of dreams. He absolutely amazed me. It was hard for me to enjoy it for a while since I was crying so hard. What can I say? That's what I do. All you need to know is he ran me a hot bath, complete with lavender (my favorite), rose petals, a glass of my new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/114001405848843294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=114001405848843294' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114001405848843294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/114001405848843294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-husband-great.html' title='My Husband, The Great'/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113854733134508563</id><published>2006-01-29T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T09:42:44.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Update</title><summary type='text'>I'm long overdue for an update. Apparently lots of people have opinions about this blog - Dr. Stetzer - so I'll shy away from anything wedding related and try to make it "not lame" - Mr. Patton. So, here goes.These last few weeks have brought many challenges, but thanks to our friends and family, the support has far exceeded the challenges. Josh put in his notice at Cross Pointe, and will only be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113854733134508563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113854733134508563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113854733134508563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113854733134508563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2006/01/update.html' title='The Update'/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113691231693855025</id><published>2006-01-10T11:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T11:58:36.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Complete</title><summary type='text'>Our soldier is finally home! I hope it's okay if I claim him. I can't even tell you what a blessing and privelege it was to be a part of the Welcome Home Ceremony yesterday. I think I cried more than anyone, but Craig is beginning to understand my sickness. It was a moment I don't think I'll ever forget. We've missed him so much. I don't even pretend to know everything Kristen was experiencing, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113691231693855025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113691231693855025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113691231693855025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113691231693855025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2006/01/mission-complete.html' title='Mission Complete'/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113647099134999147</id><published>2006-01-05T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:36:13.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Top Reasons 2005 Was The Best Year of My Life All of these people Marrying my best friend Moments Like These A whole new family! It's nice having 3 brothers! Nick and Leslie - we didn't know there was another couple like us out there. Buying our first home. These precious girls Our first Christmas Tree Nick and Leslie again. And at the Aquarium. That's a Double Reason. Converstaions with great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113647099134999147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113647099134999147' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113647099134999147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113647099134999147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2006/01/top-reasons-2005-was-best-year-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113448188758674635</id><published>2005-12-13T08:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T08:51:27.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, as you can see, the weekend consisted of great live music a la Fiedler, one frustrating puzzle, great food, crazy Christmas ornaments, and lots of laughs. What you can't see is the passion I feel ruled the weekend. God's doing something big. What you can't see are the relationships and community that bring on such good times. What you can't see is my heart abounding in grace and love, trying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113448188758674635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113448188758674635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113448188758674635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113448188758674635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-as-you-can-see-weekend-consisted-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113396359541723054</id><published>2005-12-07T08:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T09:29:23.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'd like everyone to meet the newest addition to our family. This is Eli Graham Beverly, our "Godson." I can't even begin to express the outpour of emotions that come over me when I see this picture. For so long he's seemed so far away, and now I feel like he's in the next room. We've loved him forever, but it's just different now. I can't explain why it's different, and it probably shouldn't be,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113396359541723054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113396359541723054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113396359541723054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113396359541723054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/12/id-like-everyone-to-meet-newest.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113354004080002542</id><published>2005-12-02T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:14:00.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More and more I'm realizing the value of community. I've talked about it for a long time. Now I think I'm starting to live it. Rubbing elbows with people utterly different, yet shockingly similar from you really is the kingdom of God. I don't understand the words used all the time. I surely don't grasp all of the concepts, but it's nice to be on the fringes. Rob Bell said in Velvet Elvis, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113354004080002542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113354004080002542' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113354004080002542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113354004080002542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/12/more-and-more-im-realizing-value-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113327161374429328</id><published>2005-11-29T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T08:40:13.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know, I'm obsessed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113327161374429328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113327161374429328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113327161374429328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113327161374429328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-know-im-obsessed.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113199738775780040</id><published>2005-11-14T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T14:43:07.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My favoriteUGA vs. Auburn Nick and Leslie So, I got new pictures today. I'll just post my favorite. For now at least.I had an all-in-all wonderful weekend, though. In fact, I've been quite neglectful to post on a few things, so I'll try and do that now.We've made two new friends, Nick and Leslie. They are awesome, and we absolutely love to hang out with them. I'm not so sure they have as much fun</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113199738775780040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113199738775780040' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113199738775780040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113199738775780040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-favorite-uga-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113146121697222311</id><published>2005-11-08T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T09:46:56.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As if you haven't seen enough wedding pictures ...On another note... God is doing some amazing things in our midst. Please keep Josh and me in your prayers as we figure out how to stumble through this amazing journey, tripping along the way, but always hopeful that Glory is in the end.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113146121697222311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113146121697222311' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113146121697222311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113146121697222311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/11/as-if-you-havent-seen-enough-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113111665915728372</id><published>2005-11-04T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T10:04:19.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had dinner with Kris last night. It was a blast. We laughed a lot at Moe's. And she helped me out with a scrapbook for work (since Lord knows she's the expert and I'm challenged in that area). We also went to Old Navy. She stuck with me through 42 pairs of pants, and I finally found some I liked!I guess I didn't have many outrageously fun moments to share from our evening together, but that's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113111665915728372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113111665915728372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113111665915728372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113111665915728372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/11/had-dinner-with-kris-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113077189580361429</id><published>2005-10-31T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T10:18:16.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry, just one more nugget from the weekend. I'm afraid every picture for the rest of my life may leave me giggling and Josh coming off cool and collected. I still like the picure, though.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113077189580361429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113077189580361429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113077189580361429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113077189580361429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/10/sorry-just-one-more-nugget-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113076879977620189</id><published>2005-10-31T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T09:26:39.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There were far too many funny comments made yesterday to remember. Over the whole weekend for that matter. The ones that stick out most, however:"The song is called accidentally in love." With chuckles from April.Matty: "Awww, Jake is the only one Mommy still has to come pick up."Jake: "Hey, remember when I was born and you were already, like, 24."Anna: "Josh, can I just have one bite of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113076879977620189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113076879977620189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113076879977620189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113076879977620189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/10/there-were-far-too-many-funny-comments.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-113042418182404479</id><published>2005-10-27T10:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T10:43:01.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much to say, but no time to say it in. For now, here are the vows from the happiest day of my life, and some pictures ...VOWS TO GOD“Our chief end in life and in marriage is to glorify and enjoy You forever.Where beauty is found, we will look to it and realize that it is an expression of Your creativity.We will live our lives out of mission, where we will meet, transform, and embrace culture. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/113042418182404479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=113042418182404479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113042418182404479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/113042418182404479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-much-to-say-but-no-time-to-say-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112791348964919028</id><published>2005-09-28T09:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:18:09.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Josh: "I had a serious conversation with Emmie and Elle (my 12 and 13 year-old cousins) while you were gone to Oklahoma City."Anna: "Really? What about? Did you uncover some deep hidden issues, peek in to the knittings of their faith?"J: "No. Way more important than that. We were thinking ... who wrote the rule book that says Goofy gets to be a domesticated dog and Pluto just has to be someone's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112791348964919028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112791348964919028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112791348964919028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112791348964919028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/09/josh-i-had-serious-conversation-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112713134594143331</id><published>2005-09-19T07:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T08:02:25.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The final wedding shower to commemorate the Cook/Brown wedding. It was a blast. I had NO idea Richard was taking these pictures until he brought me the cd on Sunday. Thanks to all who helped out. It was special. Moon pies, Brusters ice cream, and M&amp;Ms. And Josh got bottled cokes, hamburgers, and ring pops. 26 days and counting ... Yes, Natalie Portman did make it in to our final wedding shower. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112713134594143331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112713134594143331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112713134594143331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112713134594143331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/09/final-wedding-shower-to-commemorate.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112678548902375326</id><published>2005-09-15T07:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T07:58:09.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Collective SoulSatelliteSoon a man will kneel to praySoon the light will burn our shadeAnd with the sweet the bitter fadesSo my heart and take your placeCause I will be your forceAnd I will be your rightAnd I will watch over you like a satelliteSoon reason will have rhymeSoon wisdom will implyAnd with courage doubt subsidesSo take my heart and take my prideAnd I will be your sideAnd I will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112678548902375326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112678548902375326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112678548902375326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112678548902375326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/09/collective-soul-satellite-soon-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112671773622916629</id><published>2005-09-14T12:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T13:08:56.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One Step CloserI’m ‘round the corner from anything that’s realI’m across the road from hopeI’m under a bridge in a rip tideThat’s taken everything I call my ownOne step closer to knowingOne step closer to knowingI’m on an island at a busy intersectionI can’t go forward, I can’t turn backCan’t see the futureIt’s getting away from meI just watch the tail lights glowingOne step closer to knowingOne </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112671773622916629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112671773622916629' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112671773622916629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112671773622916629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/09/one-step-closer-im-round-corner-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112531589357529136</id><published>2005-08-29T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T07:44:53.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What can I say?This weekend was nothing less than a fervent reminder of the grace and awesome provision of our God. I always leave that town with a renewed spirit and more encouraged than ever. My ambitions for the city have without a doubt changed, but I love those people like family. I find myself continually amazed at their graciousness and support. Laughs were had. Tears were shed. And I had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112531589357529136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112531589357529136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112531589357529136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112531589357529136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-can-i-say-this-weekend-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112497289626257154</id><published>2005-08-25T08:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T08:28:16.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The funniest thing Josh has said in a while:"Remember when people used to come see us?"As I wiped the polyurethane from my hand I said, "Yea."Josh, this time with a tad more emotion, "There used to be people here all the time. Remember like the first few days when someone came over every day. We're boring people now. Where did all of our friends go? Now we just stay home and make crafts every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112497289626257154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112497289626257154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112497289626257154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112497289626257154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/08/funniest-thing-josh-has-said-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112471409407131284</id><published>2005-08-22T08:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T08:34:54.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So much to say about this weekend. And I wish I could post pictures, but wandering eyes may see things they are not supposed to see until October! All I can say is that Kristen had to tell me to stop grinning like an idiot so the pictures would come out half decent. Girls, it's an amazing day when you put on your very own wedding dress. Anywho,We did LOTS of eating.Mo - Sticks ... Cheese </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112471409407131284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112471409407131284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112471409407131284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112471409407131284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-much-to-say-about-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112351186681353263</id><published>2005-08-08T10:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T10:37:46.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are God AloneBilly FooteYou are not a god created by human hands.You are not a god dependent on any mortal man.You are not a god in need of anything we can give.By Your plan, That's just the way it is.You are God alone,From before time began,You were on Your throne,You were God alone.And right now,In the good times and bad,You are on Your throne,You are God alone.Unshakeable,Unchangeable,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112351186681353263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112351186681353263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112351186681353263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112351186681353263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-are-god-alone-billy-foote-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112289908147707062</id><published>2005-08-01T08:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T08:24:41.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112289908147707062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112289908147707062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112289908147707062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112289908147707062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112246935766229631</id><published>2005-07-27T08:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T09:02:37.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of the best feelings I've had in a while. I jumped through the arch about 18 times. (For those of you who don't know, it's tradition that you can't walk under it until you graduate.) I think Sharon should open her own studio, don't you? Maybe she should be my "photographer-bridesmaid-sister"!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112246935766229631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112246935766229631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112246935766229631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112246935766229631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-of-best-feelings-ive-had-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112229388259257340</id><published>2005-07-25T08:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T08:18:02.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I find myself continually overwhelmed at Grace. And love. And the service of those in my life. I don't even know where to begin when I try and thank God sometimes. I don't know that I've ever been more at peace with my surroundings. I'm fully atuned to all that's going on around me, and strangely okay with the fact that basically nothing will be the same in a few months.Even though you'd never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112229388259257340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112229388259257340' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112229388259257340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112229388259257340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-find-myself-continually-overwhelmed.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112169019639856117</id><published>2005-07-18T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T08:36:36.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112169019639856117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112169019639856117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112169019639856117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112169019639856117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112168973295695321</id><published>2005-07-18T08:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T08:28:56.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My weekend in pictures to follow. For now, my weekend in thoughts:Matt and Beth are going to be awesome parents. And maybe Igor/Igorlina will marry Chandler/Jacob. That would be grand. Matty is our personal home consultant. We're just letting him pick all the appliances and window treatments. He's good at it and he'd much rather do it than us anyway. I wanted a baby after we left New Baby </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112168973295695321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112168973295695321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112168973295695321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112168973295695321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-weekend-in-pictures-to-follow.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112144484080875607</id><published>2005-07-15T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T12:27:30.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> There's no way I'm going all night without having chocolate. I feel it already.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112144484080875607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112144484080875607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112144484080875607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112144484080875607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/07/theres-no-way-im-going-all-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112125870224513762</id><published>2005-07-13T08:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T08:45:02.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check it out ... we made the BigStuf website!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112125870224513762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112125870224513762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112125870224513762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112125870224513762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/07/check-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-112108353554747746</id><published>2005-07-11T07:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T08:05:35.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And that was my life in pictures over the past few weeks ...Now for my life in language form: Anna: "See, that's why I want to travel. I want to see things like that all the time."Josh: "Houses? Ok, honey."Benaflynn? I think so ...Erica having an entire joyful reunion conversation with a lady that everyone else in the room knew she didn't know. She was great on the fly.Mushroom Cap carpet and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/112108353554747746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=112108353554747746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112108353554747746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/112108353554747746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-that-was-my-life-in-pictures-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111946818617416919</id><published>2005-06-22T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T15:23:06.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, it's official ... life as an irresponsible kid is over. Gone are the days of pool laying and Six Flags. The all-day shopping trips and lunches with friends. Gone are the all-day giggle fests with my girls and the movie marathons with my hunky husband (soon-to-be I guess). But not forgotten. Here are the days of waking up at 4:45 a.m., commuting 2 hours a day, having official business to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111946818617416919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111946818617416919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111946818617416919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111946818617416919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111694598172361901</id><published>2005-05-24T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T10:46:21.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been far too long. But much has happened. And is still happening.Josh stomached chinese food.Lake day with the family was the most fun I've had in a while.Emmie and Ellie on jet skis is almost more than I can bear.Our longest small group ever. And we didn't even talk about the lesson.Shopping with my Beth all day.A waterfall of tablecloths.Why didn't we get a cart?Three hours in Old Time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111694598172361901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111694598172361901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111694598172361901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111694598172361901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-been-far-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111578311855685813</id><published>2005-05-10T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:45:18.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I watched my second favorite movie tonight. It's going to take a humdinger to oust Big Fish from its seat of honor. Anywho, I highly recommend Spanglish. I know, I know, I'm behind the curve, but this one was worth waiting for. It made me want to love Adam Sandler. And if you know me, you know that's a big deal. My favorite line(s) from the movie ..."It's something watching you."..."They should </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111578311855685813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111578311855685813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111578311855685813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111578311855685813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-watched-my-second-favorite-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111575690660206517</id><published>2005-05-10T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T16:28:26.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A few things...I finished my undergrad work last Friday. I still have my online classes to finish, but those are minor. The whole thing has been anticlimactic. I feel like just another day passed and la-dee-freakin-da. But it was a big milestone. Then we had Bridesmaid dress fitting weekend. There were two beautiful dresses and some terribly awkward measurements. And brownies with Kris and Erica </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111575690660206517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111575690660206517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111575690660206517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111575690660206517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/05/few-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111461720223056746</id><published>2005-04-27T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T11:53:22.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'Cause you can't jump the trackWe're like cars on a cableAnd life's like an hourglass glued to the table:No one can find the rewind button, girlSo cradle your head in your handsAnd BreatheJust Breathe ...Anna Nalick"Breathe"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111461720223056746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111461720223056746' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111461720223056746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111461720223056746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/04/cause-you-cant-jump-track-were-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111426794765750168</id><published>2005-04-23T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T10:52:27.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I don't feel bad for not working out yesterday - I laughed the extra pounds off in about 5 minutes ...-Matty and Josh were sinus-deep in the perfume adds and critiquing each one thoroughly-Josh took Matty down for the third time ever ... and that's a record might I add-Beth: "Well go get dressed then."  Anna: "I am dressed." -Matty got a leg cramp-Matty asking if he could do some free </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111426794765750168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111426794765750168' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111426794765750168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111426794765750168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-i-dont-feel-bad-for-not-working-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111396973635375348</id><published>2005-04-19T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T00:02:16.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy Cow, so much to say. It would be impossible to list all the awesome things that have happened since my last post, but I'll start with the most awesomest ...Best friends do everything together. And in that vein, ERICA AND DOODLE GOT ENGAGED!!!! Sunday night was one of screaming, smiling, hugging, and planning our triple wedding. Triple since Kris is not far away. How lucky are us three girls </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111396973635375348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111396973635375348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111396973635375348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111396973635375348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/04/holy-cow-so-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111171352720445334</id><published>2005-03-24T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T20:18:47.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you ever feel like you're spinning? Dizzy to all thats around you, but wanting so bad to epxerience it as it happens instead of somehow witness it from outside your body? Life is , well, so predictable it seems to be the opposite. So mundane it feels different. I miss so much. I used to find joy in every little thing. I used to grin when I ran through the rain. Now I grumble and kick. I used </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111171352720445334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111171352720445334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111171352720445334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111171352720445334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/do-you-ever-feel-like-youre-spinning.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111152048391515406</id><published>2005-03-22T14:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T14:41:23.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It only took me a little over a week to start our knot ... more to come on it soon ...http://weddings.theknot.com/pwp/view/co_main.aspx?coupleid=3247023425554687</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111152048391515406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111152048391515406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111152048391515406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111152048391515406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-only-took-me-little-over-week-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111138073082340979</id><published>2005-03-20T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T23:52:10.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Butterscotch.Billy had a big dog.Forty Years of Magnificence birthday cake in the greenroom.Sweating blood shopping for healthy food for Reed.What color apples? A girl has too many choices ...Beth wheeling me around the church in a wheelchair.Rides in the club car. Or was is a tram?Finally meeting the Swiss Family Dukes.Engagement cake #3 from my HAs.Spitball - the sweetest, but somewhat slow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111138073082340979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111138073082340979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111138073082340979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111138073082340979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/butterscotch.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111723774165490</id><published>2005-03-17T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:40:37.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I have attempted to put a virtual slideshow up. It starts with the geese, then goes in to when I finally became concious enough to understand what had just happened, then ends with our engagement party. Or gathering. Little get together. Whatever. I love you all so much, and you have no idea how much it means to me that you are a part of this special time in our lives! You have all meant</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111723774165490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111723774165490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111723774165490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111723774165490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/okay-so-i-have-attempted-to-put.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111692859288466</id><published>2005-03-17T22:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:35:28.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It all started with the geese ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111692859288466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111692859288466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111692859288466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111692859288466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-all-started-with-geese.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111690880485451</id><published>2005-03-17T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:35:08.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Josh being surprisingly scared of the water fowl ... and carrying on like nothing was about to happen ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111690880485451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111690880485451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111690880485451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111690880485451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/josh-being-surprisingly-scared-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111685986494523</id><published>2005-03-17T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:34:19.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOLY COW! I'm actually going to me Mrs. Josh Brown. And these are a combination of my great-grandmother's, grandmother's, and mom's diamonds. And that's Josh's hairy knee ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111685986494523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111685986494523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111685986494523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111685986494523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/holy-cow-im-actually-going-to-me-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111677894131075</id><published>2005-03-17T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:32:58.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"The spot" where my life took a drastic turn for awesomeness ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111677894131075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111677894131075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111677894131075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111677894131075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/spot-where-my-life-took-drastic-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111670467219158</id><published>2005-03-17T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:31:44.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Newly engaged kiss ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111670467219158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111670467219158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111670467219158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111670467219158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/newly-engaged-kiss.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111655086926239</id><published>2005-03-17T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:29:10.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My favorite girls in the world, well, some of them ... and they are the HAs. Just let them know if you have any questions. We're fashioning some badges to prove it! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111655086926239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111655086926239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111655086926239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111655086926239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-favorite-girls-in-world-well-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111648170859922</id><published>2005-03-17T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:28:01.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Best friends in the world ... and maids of honor!!! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111648170859922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111648170859922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111648170859922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111648170859922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/best-friends-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111645048825957</id><published>2005-03-17T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:27:30.486-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The two best cousins in the world (and my junior breismads as Josh calls them ...) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111645048825957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111645048825957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111645048825957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111645048825957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/two-best-cousins-in-world-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111636595515435</id><published>2005-03-17T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:26:05.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boys will be boys ... Just a little groomsmen huddle ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111636595515435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111636595515435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111636595515435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111636595515435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/boys-will-be-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111626499910031</id><published>2005-03-17T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:24:25.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, this is the man (arguably child) I'm going to spend the rest of my life with :) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111626499910031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111626499910031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111626499910031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111626499910031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/yes-this-is-man-arguably-child-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111620369795786</id><published>2005-03-17T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:23:23.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The two men in my life ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111620369795786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111620369795786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111620369795786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111620369795786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/two-men-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111111612975997887</id><published>2005-03-17T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T22:22:09.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A surprise visit from Amy made Cody's day. (Oh, and they are both in the wedding!) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111111612975997887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111111612975997887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111612975997887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111111612975997887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/surprise-visit-from-amy-made-codys-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111076797424530816</id><published>2005-03-13T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T21:39:34.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IT'S OFFICIAL!!!! I mean, let's face it, it's been basically official for a few months now, but I actually have the title! I am finally the future Mrs. Josh Brown!!!! I can't even tell you how excited I am. I have been more than amazed at the outpouring of love and support we have already received, and we love and thank you all so much! We're in Alabama where they have never heard of DSL, so when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111076797424530816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111076797424530816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111076797424530816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111076797424530816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-official-i-mean-lets-face-it-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-111008067724439068</id><published>2005-03-05T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T22:44:37.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank you again, Mr. Johnson, for articulating everything in my head in a oh-so-beach-esque tune. You'll never know how a little Jack makes me long for the simpler days of life. I'm renaming this song Ode to Anna: Spring 2005...No Other WayWhen your mind is a mess so is mine I can’t sleep Because it hurts when I think when my thoughts aren’t at peace With the plans that we make and the chances we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/111008067724439068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=111008067724439068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111008067724439068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/111008067724439068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/03/thank-you-again-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110950821892294144</id><published>2005-02-27T07:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T07:43:38.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Randy as a ring bearer.Dusty suits and ties.Driving around like a retired couple, but not for yard sales, for church signs.Ex: "We aren't Dairy Queen, but our Sundays are great." No joke.Going in to every "questionable" store in Helen.Glass blowers who talk about tile and concrete and government conspiracies.Doodle's Ice Cream parlor and the honeymooners from Gainesville.Josh asking me to ride a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110950821892294144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110950821892294144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110950821892294144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110950821892294144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/02/randy-as-ring-bearer.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110848587128360618</id><published>2005-02-15T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T11:44:31.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It really really urks me how bent out of shape people get about Valentine's Day. First, let's agree on a few things ...-entirely too much money is spent on ridicuouls things-flowers will die in a matter of days-the world as a whole is in need, and not of chocolate and lace-those people who talk in baby voices and gush all day are terribly annoying-any woman who will get bent out of shape because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110848587128360618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110848587128360618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110848587128360618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110848587128360618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/02/it-really-really-urks-me-how-bent-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110814024396064656</id><published>2005-02-11T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T11:44:03.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, how I have wanted to write of the events of the past few weeks so badly. But, alas, my computer is busted, so I now sit killing time in the SLC before my next class, before I go to the gym, before I go home for the weekend, before I find refuge in the arms of those I love. I know no one else things these things are funny, but they have to be shared. More like remembered. For my own sake. To </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110814024396064656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110814024396064656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110814024396064656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110814024396064656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-how-i-have-wanted-to-write-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110749944413259006</id><published>2005-02-04T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T01:44:04.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I came to a few realizations tonight:1. There is a serious lack of Sister Hazel in my life.2. If I were to love a rock star, it would be Graham Colton.3. Sharon Thomas is one of my most favorite people in this world.4. My new (old) favorite song lyrics - "Words without a sound coming from your eyes..."5. I'm actually going to miss this crazy town. Seriously. And its starting to make me a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110749944413259006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110749944413259006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110749944413259006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110749944413259006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-came-to-few-realizations-tonight-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110714746118497688</id><published>2005-01-30T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T23:57:41.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was a multi-dimensional, highly-quotable, uber-enjoyable weekend. For many reasons. Check out the photo recap at www.msnusers.com/mangolemonadeandgiggles . Stay tuned here for the print version ...Thursday = much shopping with Mom and Kristen, Oprah, babies, pizza, ice cream, and probably the saddest moment of my adult life ... realizing there is no more TCBYFriday = a surprise visit from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110714746118497688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110714746118497688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110714746118497688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110714746118497688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/it-was-multi-dimensional-highly.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110607554390533717</id><published>2005-01-18T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T14:12:23.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anna: So, I pitched this idea to Matt and Josh the other night. I'm doing research for my Entrepenuership class. Would you go to a "coffee shop" like place, but with Coke as the main staple? You know, Coke any way you want it?Beth: Yea, totally dude.Anna: Josh and Matt seemed up to it too.[long pause. puzzled look]Beth: You know what me and Matty are going to do if we ever have enough </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110607554390533717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110607554390533717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110607554390533717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110607554390533717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/anna-so-i-pitched-this-idea-to-matt.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110593968071055852</id><published>2005-01-17T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T00:28:00.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Please refer to Beth's list of weekend highlights. #10 = hanging out with Josh and Anna, although it was much too brief. And to that I say amen. And amen again. Here's to Liger shirts. And God in the Movies. And scarves that double as neck warmers. And to random trips to the Varsity (thanks Chris!). And to a couple of near death experiences in the Pier 1 outlet store. And to rooster candle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110593968071055852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110593968071055852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110593968071055852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110593968071055852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/please-refer-to-beths-list-of-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110584818495892021</id><published>2005-01-15T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T23:03:04.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was a glorious day for a multitude of reasons.It all began in the shower with the following train of thought ..."Wow. That's why Marci and Peter's story means so much to me. We both turned what could have been an oh-so-unfortunate span with occassionally-lemonheaded boys into finding refuge and love in their best friends. And more or less knew from our first dates.""For the love of all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110584818495892021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110584818495892021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110584818495892021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110584818495892021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-was-glorious-day-for-multitude.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110523897511652276</id><published>2005-01-08T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T21:49:35.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And to Mrs. Mindy Wylie McLean. What a weekend! And Mindy is gorgeous as always. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110523897511652276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110523897511652276' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110523897511652276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110523897511652276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/and-to-mrs.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110523887577664820</id><published>2005-01-08T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T21:47:55.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And Taylor "eating" War Heads Sour Spray ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110523887577664820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110523887577664820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110523887577664820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110523887577664820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/and-taylor-eating-war-heads-sour-spray.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110523878401702293</id><published>2005-01-08T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T21:46:24.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's to three of the most beautiful girls in the world ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110523878401702293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110523878401702293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110523878401702293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110523878401702293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/heres-to-three-of-most-beautiful-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507719446308533</id><published>2005-01-07T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:53:14.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since Beth threatened to never talk to me again if I didn't update my blog, I decided to spare a few moments to do so. There is so much to say about my wondermous Christmas break (that continues I might add) but so little time to say it all in. I have updated everyone, as you can see, in picture format in the preceeding posts. May I just take a moment to vent, also, that this is the only way I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507719446308533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507719446308533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507719446308533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507719446308533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/since-beth-threatened-to-never-talk-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507583614122658</id><published>2005-01-07T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:30:36.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And, finally, one last picture to say it all. Happy Birthday Matty. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507583614122658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507583614122658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507583614122658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507583614122658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/and-finally-one-last-picture-to-say-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507529165149716</id><published>2005-01-07T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:21:31.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aunt Anna and Bailey the Builder </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507529165149716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507529165149716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507529165149716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507529165149716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/aunt-anna-and-bailey-builder.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507515972996348</id><published>2005-01-07T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:19:19.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got to play with some fireworks too. And Josh's new camera makes it look much more exciting than it really was. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507515972996348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507515972996348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507515972996348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507515972996348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-got-to-play-with-some-fireworks-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507498937706467</id><published>2005-01-07T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:16:29.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anna and sick Sissy. Have I mentioned how badly I want a dog? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507498937706467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507498937706467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507498937706467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507498937706467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/anna-and-sick-sissy.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507485201198621</id><published>2005-01-07T00:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:14:12.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It was a good night when I found out Cody used to play the saxophone. Key word, used. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507485201198621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507485201198621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507485201198621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507485201198621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/it-was-good-night-when-i-found-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507474670791428</id><published>2005-01-07T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:12:26.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Santa, Baby ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507474670791428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507474670791428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507474670791428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507474670791428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/santa-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507468397122187</id><published>2005-01-07T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:11:23.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Daddy Brown got us a prize for being oh-so-good and oh-so-trapped in the car for 6 or so hours. I know, I look rough. But I keep pretty hot company ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507468397122187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507468397122187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507468397122187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507468397122187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/daddy-brown-got-us-prize-for-being-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507454233672772</id><published>2005-01-07T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:09:02.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My stunningly gorgeous Nanny and me wearing the scarf and hat she gave me. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507454233672772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507454233672772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507454233672772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507454233672772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-stunningly-gorgeous-nanny-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507444734217376</id><published>2005-01-07T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:07:27.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just a little candid shot of the mischief that results from 3 boys, fireworks, and a storm drain ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507444734217376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507444734217376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507444734217376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507444734217376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/just-little-candid-shot-of-mischief.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507435481916382</id><published>2005-01-07T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:05:54.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My heart. My nephew. (And his monkey) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507435481916382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507435481916382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507435481916382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507435481916382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507426971360060</id><published>2005-01-07T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:04:29.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mila is now my new best friend. What can I say, princesses just flock together! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507426971360060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507426971360060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507426971360060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507426971360060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/mila-is-now-my-new-best-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507413831680676</id><published>2005-01-07T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:02:18.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tired Anna and Tourist Josh at Cafe Du Monde in New Orleans </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507413831680676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507413831680676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507413831680676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507413831680676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/tired-anna-and-tourist-josh-at-cafe-du.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110507404082916420</id><published>2005-01-07T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T00:00:40.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brown Boys and Granny, and for one happy Chase, but drunk Blake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110507404082916420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110507404082916420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507404082916420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110507404082916420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2005/01/brown-boys-and-granny-and-for-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110394692270257370</id><published>2004-12-24T22:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T22:55:22.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, multiple people in my life have encouraged me to compile a "Best of 2004" list. As I soak in a Mr.-Bubble-filled tub thanks to my nephew,  I shall venture to do so. These are really in no particular order, and not all of them were fun. Just moments that proved to be beneficial in the long run. Here goes ...1. Ringing in the New Year on central time, but with a new east coast friend.2. My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110394692270257370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110394692270257370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110394692270257370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110394692270257370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-multiple-people-in-my-life-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110360306682584587</id><published>2004-12-20T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T23:24:26.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reasons why today was a fantastic day ...1. Sleeping more than 4 hours straight thanks to a little Tylenol PM. I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired. And I loathe that cliche'.2. Mango Lemonade and Grits for breakfast.3. Gingerbread Latte #2, an even more enjoyable experience than the first.4. Finally getting the present I have asked for for the past 2 years for every holiday. I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110360306682584587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110360306682584587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110360306682584587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110360306682584587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/12/reasons-why-today-was-fantastic-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110325809762690560</id><published>2004-12-16T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T23:34:57.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I went to Borders today to pick up some last minute gifts. Can I just tell you how my heart yearns to do some reading for pleasure. I've had enough business journals, management techniques defined, brain matter discussions, etc. There is a fire in me crying out for some good literature. Oh, especially this time of year. To sit by a fire, cuddled up in a warm blanket while drinking hot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110325809762690560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110325809762690560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110325809762690560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110325809762690560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-i-went-to-borders-today-to-pick-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110274022916058196</id><published>2004-12-10T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T23:43:49.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So many glorious things to mention, and alas, its yet but Friday evening ...1. A B in Quality Management with little to no effort. Thank you Dr. Davis.2. Doing my math homework in the igloo that is The Brown/Piland household.3. At the car dealership for the umpteenth time this semester. I'm doing more driving than I ever have. And I didn't think that was possible.4. Doodle's house is adorable</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110274022916058196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110274022916058196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110274022916058196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110274022916058196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-many-glorious-things-to-mention-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110238301704399170</id><published>2004-12-06T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T20:30:17.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ammendments to the below entry: [more like additions]16. Just one Sunday I'm going to come to church early. No, let's not set our goals out of sight. Make that on time.17. Logan is currently in pursuit of an attractive elfish woman since he has realized this is the only way one would ever come between the beauty that is Anna and Joshua. I am also conducting my search for King Aragon (but just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110238301704399170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110238301704399170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110238301704399170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110238301704399170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/12/ammendments-to-below-entry-more-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110221908510389199</id><published>2004-12-04T22:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T22:58:05.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For starters, this entry shall be revised ... I am just bursting with happiness that must be spread ...1. STAT 3000 is much closer to its conclusion.2. Someone talked me in to using baby oil again. I feel like I am back in high school. But most importantly, I fogot how silky smooth my skin was in high school.3. Any man who will dig in the trash to make not only you, but more importantly your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110221908510389199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110221908510389199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110221908510389199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110221908510389199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/12/for-starters-this-entry-shall-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110199957408803650</id><published>2004-12-02T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T09:59:34.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry, this picture show shall now end, I just wanted to post this awesome picture of two of my favorite people in the world. They keep me laughing even when they are not around. And Beth and I get some good laughs off of the antics of Big and Lil' Poppa pretty much on a daily basis ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110199957408803650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110199957408803650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110199957408803650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110199957408803650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/12/sorry-this-picture-show-shall-now-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110199895667480440</id><published>2004-12-02T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T09:49:16.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And I love this one of me and my grandmother ... It's even more special since it could be one of the last where she even remembers who we are ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110199895667480440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110199895667480440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110199895667480440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110199895667480440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/12/and-i-love-this-one-of-me-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110199883535550609</id><published>2004-12-02T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T09:47:15.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't we all just look good together! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110199883535550609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110199883535550609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110199883535550609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110199883535550609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/12/dont-we-all-just-look-good-together.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110178734551567138</id><published>2004-11-29T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T23:02:25.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Thanksgiving was a good one. A much needed break. A "break" filled with craziness. Shopping. Eating. Tornadoes. But relaxed craziness. Soothing antics. There were terrential downpours in Georgia. Followed by a literal tornado in the back yard in Alabama. A foreshadowing parable was unearthed on a dusty CD. And, oh yes, God Smiles Too on this one. Thanks for letting me be your supermodel, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110178734551567138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110178734551567138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110178734551567138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110178734551567138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/11/this-thanksgiving-was-good-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110116772798360687</id><published>2004-11-22T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T18:55:27.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, so much to say. So I'll say it in fragment form.Olive Garden with Kristen and Erica is always a good thing. As well as the overfilled Alfredo sauce for once.Dieter denied me one of my childhood wishes and I am still a little sore. Handprints in cement would have made my night.Mary and I discovered that those cars we have been seeing in good old Victoria Park that look just like each </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110116772798360687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110116772798360687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110116772798360687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110116772798360687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/11/okay-so-much-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110093065555371897</id><published>2004-11-20T01:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T01:04:15.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Josh "singing" at the top of his lungs ... "Cry like an eagle."Anna snickers, not meaning to be heard."And just why do you laugh at me?""Your lyric-quoting skills amaze me.""I know, I know, it's really fly like an eagle.""That or smile like you mean it."Then we proceeded to relish in the joy that was the Tracktenburg family slideshow, walk about 2 miles in the rain, both make and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110093065555371897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110093065555371897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110093065555371897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110093065555371897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/11/josh-singing-at-top-of-his-lungs.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110066768438284273</id><published>2004-11-16T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T00:01:24.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight was a great night. But it heightened so many of my frustrations. Had a great dinner at Jason's with my man. We laughed about numerous things. The mixed up setup of the place. Me putting corn on my salad. Not getting near Josh's money's worth from the salad bar. Then you know it's love when you have fun shopping the discount aisles at Target. Honest fun comparing prices of toothbrushes and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110066768438284273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110066768438284273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110066768438284273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110066768438284273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/11/tonight-was-great-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110062115760679212</id><published>2004-11-16T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T11:05:57.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not that you care about silly conversations between me and my most favorite lifelong friend, but I just had to share them, confident that they will make me smile every time I look back at them ...-It all started with Stacy's xanga, and mine that I started only to comment on hers. There were promises that she would rub certain parts of the back side of her body onto paper and mail them to me. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110062115760679212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110062115760679212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110062115760679212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110062115760679212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/11/not-that-you-care-about-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6174810.post-110043862591424045</id><published>2004-11-14T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T08:23:45.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's official, I've become an Auburn fan. And no, not simply because they handed it to us and I am swinging over. Not even because multiple people in my life are true to the Tigers, Eagles, whatever they are. It has a lot to do with how absolutely obnoxious the Georgia fans are at every game, but especially this one. One of our players was near paralyzed, and they were ACTUALLY yelling at him for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/feeds/110043862591424045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6174810&amp;postID=110043862591424045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110043862591424045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6174810/posts/default/110043862591424045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annacook.blogspot.com/2004/11/its-official-ive-become-auburn-fan.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Brown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11841056715071944390</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c33/eggnog42/annablog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
