<?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-7591976499549290180</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:00:27.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suz's Top 7</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Suzanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347734179126050902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/TGMR722KXyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/91XFQKI1xr0/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591976499549290180.post-1955293225110364270</id><published>2007-09-08T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T19:46:15.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/RuNeK1Wdv6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3skaC50DFBA/s1600-h/clsoeface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108029942581280674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/RuNeK1Wdv6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3skaC50DFBA/s320/clsoeface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this shall be my profile pic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591976499549290180-1955293225110364270?l=suzstop7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/feeds/1955293225110364270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591976499549290180&amp;postID=1955293225110364270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/1955293225110364270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/1955293225110364270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-this-shall-be-my-profile-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>Suzanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347734179126050902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/TGMR722KXyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/91XFQKI1xr0/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/RuNeK1Wdv6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3skaC50DFBA/s72-c/clsoeface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591976499549290180.post-2890840061487095105</id><published>2007-08-14T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T15:09:06.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 7 Reasons a Major Freak-Out is Mounting...</title><content type='html'>7) I scrub and I scrub and yet the grout in my shower will not come clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) The perpetual dirt in my dirt yard makes my beautiful hardwood floors look like a sandy desert... no matter how often I sweep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) My husband works for NextStat, the company that I have my blog traffic stats through, and he knows how often I check my stats... which is embarrassingly often. So I have had to check myself with the stat checking. And it drives me crazy to not know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) My roots are growing out and my hair looks horrible but my sister-in-law, who does my hair, is very busy for the next 6 weeks and I see no hair appointment in sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I am trying to plan a super-secret surprise that is so super-secret that I can't tell anyone for fear a certain person will find out. And it's killing me to try to plan without talking to anyone about it. (Yeah, that was very cryptic, but it's all the info you're getting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I have a fantastic (I think) idea for a business/blog/brand and I'm brainstorming and all of the brainstorming is making my brain just sort of cramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) School starts next week and I am HOME SCHOOLING! Am I insane? The short answer is "yes".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591976499549290180-2890840061487095105?l=suzstop7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/feeds/2890840061487095105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591976499549290180&amp;postID=2890840061487095105' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/2890840061487095105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/2890840061487095105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/2007/08/top-7-reasons-major-freak-out-is.html' title='Top 7 Reasons a Major Freak-Out is Mounting...'/><author><name>Suzanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347734179126050902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/TGMR722KXyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/91XFQKI1xr0/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591976499549290180.post-917371295652965533</id><published>2007-07-29T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T19:34:43.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 7 Movies I Loved as a Kid</title><content type='html'>Some of these--in retrospect--seem rather inappropriate for kids. My mom was rather liberal, I guess. Or else she just had no idea which movies we were watching over and over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Romancing the Stone&lt;br /&gt;6) The Sure Thing (John Cusak at his best... many great one-liners)&lt;br /&gt;5) The Three Amigos (again... the one-liners)&lt;br /&gt;4) The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;3) Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;2) The Dark Crystal&lt;br /&gt;1) The Never Ending Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honorable mentions: E.T., Sheena: Queen of the Jungle, Tron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591976499549290180-917371295652965533?l=suzstop7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/feeds/917371295652965533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591976499549290180&amp;postID=917371295652965533' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/917371295652965533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/917371295652965533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/2007/07/top-7-movies-i-loved-as-kid.html' title='Top 7 Movies I Loved as a Kid'/><author><name>Suzanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347734179126050902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/TGMR722KXyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/91XFQKI1xr0/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591976499549290180.post-6729330377807382367</id><published>2007-07-22T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T22:34:01.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 7 Things I Must Do Everyday (or suffer bad JuJu)</title><content type='html'>7) Q-tip my ears&lt;br /&gt;6) Wear make-up... at least foundation, blush, and mascara&lt;br /&gt;5) Make my bed (yep, every single day)&lt;br /&gt;4) Check my email&lt;br /&gt;3) Check my blog traffic stats&lt;br /&gt;2) Write a blog post&lt;br /&gt;1) check email and stats... again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these things are not done everyday, I am not right in the head for 24 hours. If not done, I may also: offend people, make dumb decisions, crash my car, wonder if people hate me, and/or not be able to hear very well out of one or both ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things MUST be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591976499549290180-6729330377807382367?l=suzstop7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/feeds/6729330377807382367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591976499549290180&amp;postID=6729330377807382367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/6729330377807382367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/6729330377807382367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/2007/07/top-7-things-i-must-do-everyday-or.html' title='Top 7 Things I Must Do Everyday (or suffer bad JuJu)'/><author><name>Suzanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347734179126050902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/TGMR722KXyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/91XFQKI1xr0/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591976499549290180.post-6131247553648843819</id><published>2007-07-16T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T10:30:02.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 7 Movie Character Crushes</title><content type='html'>I realize that actors are mere people. Most of them are alcoholics or self-absorbed psychos with lots of baggage. Therefore, I don't really have any "movie star" crushes. Rather, I have crushes on the &lt;em&gt;characters&lt;/em&gt;... much easier to keep up the fantasy when the people are fake. They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Robbie Hart in The Wedding Singer&lt;br /&gt;6) Jake in Sweet Home Alabama&lt;br /&gt;5) Darcy in Pride and Prejudice (LDS version, 2003)&lt;br /&gt;4) Darcy in Pride and Prejudice (2005)&lt;br /&gt;3) Mal in Serenity&lt;br /&gt;2) Aragorn in The Lord of the Rings trilogy&lt;br /&gt;1) Frank Martin in The Transporter movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I have an ecelctic taste in heros. Apparently I like men with some scruffy facial hair, some musical ability, and lots of martial arts (or general fighting) skills... who say sarcastic things, possibly in an English, southern, cowboy, or Middle-Earth accent.&lt;br /&gt;ps- Jon is a combination of all of these men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591976499549290180-6131247553648843819?l=suzstop7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/feeds/6131247553648843819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591976499549290180&amp;postID=6131247553648843819' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/6131247553648843819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/6131247553648843819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/2007/07/top-7-movie-character-crushes.html' title='Top 7 Movie Character Crushes'/><author><name>Suzanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347734179126050902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/TGMR722KXyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/91XFQKI1xr0/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591976499549290180.post-5040658304675187794</id><published>2007-07-05T23:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T15:25:33.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 7 Songs for Working Through a Bad Mood</title><content type='html'>Played in the following order, these songs are (almost) guaranteed to relieve a crappy mood. It worked for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Stranglehold by Ted Nugent&lt;br /&gt;6) Stranglehold by Ted Nugent (yeah, you have to play it twice in a row... at 120 decibels)&lt;br /&gt;5) Sleep to Dream by Fiona Apple&lt;br /&gt;4) Shadow Boxer by Fiona Apple&lt;br /&gt;3) There She Goes by The La's&lt;br /&gt;2) Snow on the Sahara by Anggun&lt;br /&gt;1) Hit Me Baby One More Time by Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, some of these are indeed embarrassing picks. I suggest taking a long-ish drive on the freeway and blasting the radio. I didn't say they were the coolest songs in the world. But it is the perfect progression to go from "Bite Me" to "Ahhhh...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591976499549290180-5040658304675187794?l=suzstop7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/feeds/5040658304675187794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591976499549290180&amp;postID=5040658304675187794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/5040658304675187794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/5040658304675187794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/2007/07/top-7-songs-for-working-through-bad.html' title='Top 7 Songs for Working Through a Bad Mood'/><author><name>Suzanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347734179126050902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/TGMR722KXyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/91XFQKI1xr0/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7591976499549290180.post-2864638843156748203</id><published>2007-06-24T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:13:48.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 is the new 10</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my newest blog: &lt;strong&gt;Suz's Top 7&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told ya' one blog just wasn't enough. This blog is dedicated entirely to lists... top 7 lists, to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the word: &lt;strong&gt;7 is the new 10&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7591976499549290180-2864638843156748203?l=suzstop7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/feeds/2864638843156748203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7591976499549290180&amp;postID=2864638843156748203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/2864638843156748203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7591976499549290180/posts/default/2864638843156748203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suzstop7.blogspot.com/2007/06/7-is-new-10.html' title='7 is the new 10'/><author><name>Suzanne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11347734179126050902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LV500d6rknE/TGMR722KXyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/91XFQKI1xr0/S220/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
