<?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-5697242</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:12:12.714-04:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Angela's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Never underestimate the power of prayer!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>290</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-395153277711445775</id><published>2008-11-24T10:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:37:23.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The joy of the Lord.</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I had a beautiful baby girl on July 14th.  We named her Alexandra Spring.  She has been nothing but joy to us all. We did this series with her while she was still in my womb.  It was called 'Ministering to the Baby in the Womb' by Arthur Burk.  I recommend every single parent to do this with their child(ren).  It has to do with understanding generational sins, curses and blessings, dealing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/395153277711445775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=395153277711445775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/395153277711445775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/395153277711445775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2008/11/joy-of-lord.html' title='The joy of the Lord.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-4796755477012504449</id><published>2008-06-24T00:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:52:20.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few updates or more so highlights from this year so far!</title><summary type='text'>Here are some updates:I got married this year to the man God had promised to me three years ago on March 8, 2008.  It was probably the biggest snow storm day in Toronto this season.  But it proved to be an amazing day.  My husband's name is Richard and he is awesome.We got our own little three bedroom townhouse a few blocks away from where I used to live.  Which has proved to be very convenient </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/4796755477012504449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=4796755477012504449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/4796755477012504449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/4796755477012504449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2008/06/few-updates-or-more-so-highlights-from.html' title='A few updates or more so highlights from this year so far!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-7365944817286992578</id><published>2008-04-19T21:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:20:22.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A year later! Has it been so long?</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I thought this website had been deleted.  My cousin just started a new one and it got me wondering about this old thing.  I checked to see if it was still operable and low and behold it was.  I realize that I haven't written in over a year but I think it needs to be taken up again.  It was such a relief to be able to let out my stress, anguish, joy, frustrations, happy moments, life, et la, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/7365944817286992578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=7365944817286992578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/7365944817286992578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/7365944817286992578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2008/04/year-later-has-it-been-so-long.html' title='A year later! Has it been so long?'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-3521137437234904926</id><published>2007-03-13T18:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T18:21:59.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Hi Y'all from Texas!!!</title><summary type='text'>Hi Y'all.  I am in Texas for training with American Airlines for two weeks.  I arrived last night and had our first test this morning.  It was a bit intense last night trying to get over jet lag and studying.  There was a big build up regarding the test because it was a do or die situation.  You had to pass with an 80% or else they turn around and send you back home on the next available flight.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/3521137437234904926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=3521137437234904926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/3521137437234904926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/3521137437234904926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2007/03/hi-yall-from-texas.html' title='Hi Y&apos;all from Texas!!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-7455465543614687652</id><published>2007-02-02T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T23:54:52.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew and Jesus :-)</title><summary type='text'>Two weeks ago, the most amazing thing happened. While my kids and I were doing morning worship my son was acting silly. (that's not the amazing part :) 'cause he's always silly) Anyway, after worship we prayed and right as we finished praying my son said something to me. He said 'Mom, I don't have Jesus in my heart'. I proceeded to ask him if he wanted Him in his heart. But not just that, I had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/7455465543614687652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=7455465543614687652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/7455465543614687652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/7455465543614687652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2007/02/matthew-and-jesus.html' title='Matthew and Jesus :-)'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxi0ZPFUCUk/RcQViCfSFAI/AAAAAAAAABI/WTARLPF9Pt8/s72-c/IMG_1712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-5037184978479016798</id><published>2007-02-01T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:11:07.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The last first...</title><summary type='text'>How crazy is it when you have waited all your life for your last first. Well, yesterday marked the end of the old and the beginning of the rest of my life. The one God promised to me two whole years ago, kissed me yesterday and it was the beginning of a God-centred WOW life. I can not wait until the day we say 'I do'.I must admit that no matter how excited I am, I am just as scared inside. I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/5037184978479016798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=5037184978479016798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/5037184978479016798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/5037184978479016798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2007/02/last-first.html' title='The last first...'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxi0ZPFUCUk/RcKbcSfSE_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/BcXOL7a7S6A/s72-c/milk-chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-1824330118665613371</id><published>2007-01-29T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:07:07.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Fun!</title><summary type='text'> This weekend I had a lot of fun. I took Matthew, Alyssa and the neighbourhood kids toboganing. I have not been on a tobogan in years. I forgot how much fun it actually is. I remember when Skye was about 4 and I took her on some hills by my house. I made a smaller hill at the bottom so we could fly like superman. It was too fun. Our butt's hurt by the time we got home, but man that was too cool! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/1824330118665613371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=1824330118665613371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/1824330118665613371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/1824330118665613371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2007/01/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cxi0ZPFUCUk/Rb7PVOBKngI/AAAAAAAAAAY/J9Ocr4SQYL4/s72-c/IMG_1791.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-4123745723023023888</id><published>2007-01-23T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:59:28.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>American Airlines here I come!</title><summary type='text'>So I just got back from my second interview for American Airlines. This was the first job interview in many, many years that I was nervous going into. I guess I was nervous for a few reasons. This would be the first time in a long time that I have done something just for me, and yet the bonus is, it benefits a lot of others. Second, they basically said in the first interview that if you get a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/4123745723023023888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=4123745723023023888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/4123745723023023888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/4123745723023023888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2007/01/american-airlines-here-i-come.html' title='American Airlines here I come!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-2066419120921785149</id><published>2007-01-21T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T18:18:15.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trusting, obeying, and letting God...</title><summary type='text'>Two years ago this month God spoke over me a promise. I have struggled with this promise so much, mostly because I was looking at it in the natural. I didn't realize that God was setting in motion more than I could ever imagine in the supernatural. I went through a very rocky road, I like to call it a roller coaster that never wanted to end.The amazing thing that I see in all of this is that I am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/2066419120921785149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=2066419120921785149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/2066419120921785149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/2066419120921785149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2007/01/trusting-obeying-and-letting-god.html' title='Trusting, obeying, and letting God...'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-3184530647783232036</id><published>2006-12-03T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:17:29.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>'Tis the season...</title><summary type='text'>Today we dug out the ol' Christmas tree and had a blast listening and singing Christmas carols while we decorated it.  Usually the most frustrating part about the Christmas tree is the lights.  However today, for some reason, we had almost no issues or annoyances with them.  We decorated the fireplace too!  This was a treat because we have always left it untouched.  The house is almost ready for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/3184530647783232036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=3184530647783232036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/3184530647783232036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/3184530647783232036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/12/tis-season.html' title='&apos;Tis the season...'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-3322831598809701189</id><published>2006-11-05T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T00:08:46.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness</title><summary type='text'>Forgiveness is required by all Christians. It sometimes sounds easier than it is though. For the past week I have not exactly been completely myself. I was still angry about the situation that I wrote about in the last post and I seemed to allow it to grip me.I confided in a man from church about the situation and his response was to seek forgiveness for my actions and to say sorry. He said that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/3322831598809701189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=3322831598809701189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/3322831598809701189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/3322831598809701189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/11/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-107130543740561088</id><published>2006-10-30T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:47:19.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The calm, the storm, and now the leftovers!</title><summary type='text'>For the past few days I think I have felt every single emotion that the human body has. I don't know whether to laugh or cry, scream or hit something, be mad or sad, and sometimes I don't even care. Yet somehow in the midst of all this emotional turmoil God has managed to give me peace.I just went through something that I never wanted to go through. I told myself that I would never let someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/107130543740561088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=107130543740561088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/107130543740561088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/107130543740561088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/10/calm-storm-and-now-leftovers.html' title='The calm, the storm, and now the leftovers!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-116077626127361714</id><published>2006-10-13T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:38.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeschooling</title><summary type='text'>Well, I have been officially homeschooling my children for just over a month now.  We had a bumpy start but everything is smoothing itself out.  I find that I am liking being a teacher and although I don't know everything there is to know about every subject, the curriculum I chose makes it a lot easier than I imagined. My children say they really enjoy homeschooling too!  Besides being in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/116077626127361714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=116077626127361714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/116077626127361714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/116077626127361714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/10/homeschooling.html' title='Homeschooling'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-115683080419329350</id><published>2006-08-29T01:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:38.462-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping blues!</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I was looking forward to going camping with my children this past weekend since I booked the site way back in May. The day finally arrives for us to go and we're off to Sauble Beach. The only problem was, it rained all weekend long. It was nice for us to spend time together alone, with my children and my niece. Luckily we brought cards, the game trouble and some books or we would have been</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/115683080419329350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=115683080419329350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115683080419329350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115683080419329350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/08/camping-blues.html' title='Camping blues!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-115569774693476776</id><published>2006-08-15T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:38.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack, attack!!</title><summary type='text'>So, I've been having to deal with a lot of situations in my life this past month.  It has been a little rough but with God's help I keep finding His peace.  It seems ever since I got back from my amazing trip to Nicaragua, Satan has been trying to attack not only me but my family and friends.  I can't even begin to say all that has happened.  But I can say that both my dad and my uncle got hurt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/115569774693476776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=115569774693476776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115569774693476776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115569774693476776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/08/attack-attack.html' title='Attack, attack!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-115476693817971380</id><published>2006-08-05T04:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:38.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christians cannot remain neutral.</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I was really peeved and now I'm over it!  I knew writing in the blog would help.  I just wonder how I got through the earlier part of the year when I neglected this blog.Anyway, while looking on the net for this that and the other, I hopped over to a site called word.ca and listened to a very interesting clip regarding Israel.  It is definitely worth a hop skip and a jump over to the site </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/115476693817971380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=115476693817971380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115476693817971380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115476693817971380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/08/christians-cannot-remain-neutral.html' title='Christians cannot remain neutral.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-115476420586726373</id><published>2006-08-05T03:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:38.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Really peeved off!!</title><summary type='text'>Every time I am heading right in the direction of the Lord, something always has to come and try to knock me over.This time it had to do with work. They accused me of something that I never did and would never do. Others backed me up and they still wanted me to sign something that said I did what they were accusing me of. Of course I would not. After feeling mad, angry, upset, disappointed, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/115476420586726373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=115476420586726373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115476420586726373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115476420586726373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/08/really-peeved-off.html' title='Really peeved off!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-115432362337874514</id><published>2006-07-31T01:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:38.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Proverbs challenge.</title><summary type='text'>Every day I receive in my email daily devotionals.  I am sure a lot of us do.  Today I read one that suggested if you want to change your life for the better forever that you should read Proverbs every day for a year.  Seeing as Proverbs has 31 chapters and most months have 31 days it suggested that reading one chapter a day for a year would revolutionize your thinking because it is loaded with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/115432362337874514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=115432362337874514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115432362337874514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115432362337874514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/07/proverbs-challenge.html' title='Proverbs challenge.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-115432320278430507</id><published>2006-07-31T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:38.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures are up.</title><summary type='text'>I just posted some pictures from our trip to Nicaragua at flickr. Link is to the left if anyone is interested in seeing some cool pics. :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/115432320278430507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=115432320278430507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115432320278430507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115432320278430507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/07/pictures-are-up.html' title='Pictures are up.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-115372633609636404</id><published>2006-07-24T03:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back from Nicaragua!</title><summary type='text'>I just got back from my first mission trip. A team of 28 of us went to Nicaragua, my daughter included. It was our churches first children's mission trip. We all stayed in an orphanage in Managua but visited many places such as Leon, Granada, Matagalpa, Selva Negra, and Jinotepe.It was so amazing. God used us in so many special ways. A lot of our team didn't want to come back to Canada when it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/115372633609636404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=115372633609636404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115372633609636404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115372633609636404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/07/were-back-from-nicaragua.html' title='We&apos;re back from Nicaragua!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-115372543089659719</id><published>2006-07-24T03:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying once again!</title><summary type='text'>I haven't posted in close to a year now but something inside of me couldn't delete this blog. I know I've said it before but I really am going to try to get back into the swing of things and post, as I once did, on a regular basis. I probably have no one visiting this site that once did but, it will resurrect.  I have faith.  :-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/115372543089659719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=115372543089659719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115372543089659719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/115372543089659719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2006/07/trying-once-again.html' title='Trying once again!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-113341780249867045</id><published>2005-12-01T01:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What an awesome God I serve!</title><summary type='text'>I find God so amazing. When I think I can't be more amazed, He amazes me again!  I just found out an amazing testimony that one of my friends shared with me a few days ago.  God just knows how to encourage, uplift, strengthen and give hope.  I knew that before but each time I hear of what He has done or is doing it just blows my mind.  For anyone that says He's not real or doesn't work anymore </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/113341780249867045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=113341780249867045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113341780249867045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113341780249867045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-awesome-god-i-serve.html' title='What an awesome God I serve!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-113251410582096595</id><published>2005-11-20T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears of Joy!</title><summary type='text'>In church this morning as we were singing 'How great is our God', a little girl got up on stage and started doing sign language to the song. As I watched tears welled up in my eyes, tears of joy, tears of happiness, tears of awe. I can't say it was only because of this little girl, but just for the awesomeness in the Almightly. He really is Great! He just blows my mind day in and day out. And I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/113251410582096595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=113251410582096595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113251410582096595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113251410582096595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/11/tears-of-joy.html' title='Tears of Joy!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-113202799701219439</id><published>2005-11-14T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding peace in the midst of a storm.</title><summary type='text'>In the midst of any storm, the Lord always proves to be great.  He is always there and never tries to flee.  He is the one we can count on, the one we can trust and the one who loves us. I found out not long ago that someone close to me has been having problems in her marriage.  But through everything that she has and is going through the Lord is the one who comforts, provides and strengthens her</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/113202799701219439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=113202799701219439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113202799701219439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113202799701219439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/11/finding-peace-in-midst-of-storm.html' title='Finding peace in the midst of a storm.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-113133911889507387</id><published>2005-11-06T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Christian Church Unearthed</title><summary type='text'>By Cynthia JohnstonMEGIDDO PRISON, Israel (Reuters) - In a maximum-security jail just down the road from Armageddon, Israeli archaeologists have unearthed what they believe is the oldest church discovered in the land where Jesus was born."This is one of the most important finds of early Christianity," archaeologist Yardena Alexandre of the Israel Antiquities told journalists on a tour of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/113133911889507387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=113133911889507387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113133911889507387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113133911889507387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/11/early-christian-church-unearthed.html' title='Early Christian Church Unearthed'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-113133780106720441</id><published>2005-11-06T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know...</title><summary type='text'>You know you are tired when:  your alarm clock goes off at 9am and you don't actually hear it until 10:54am.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/113133780106720441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=113133780106720441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113133780106720441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113133780106720441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-know.html' title='You know...'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-113099342348333529</id><published>2005-11-02T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Defending the Faith!</title><summary type='text'>Do you know what I am finding lately? I seem to have to defend my faith to so many people, who by the way, approach me and then when I speak truth it is like a button goes off in them and they go into attack mode. I try to stay calm, cool and collected while I take my stance but I know I am not perfect and I know it is only by love that they will see Jesus in me. I just don't get why someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/113099342348333529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=113099342348333529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113099342348333529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113099342348333529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/11/defending-faith.html' title='Defending the Faith!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-113090344714563592</id><published>2005-11-01T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><summary type='text'>Wow, it has been almost three months since I was last on my own blog.  I was missing writing in here and last night I found myself redecorating it.   This would be the third time that I have switched the face of this blog.  I hope you all like it.I have found that over the past little while I have been struggling with some issues and I realized it is always good to talk with someone or express my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/113090344714563592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=113090344714563592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113090344714563592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/113090344714563592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-112373173365031209</id><published>2005-08-10T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience, I'm trying to have it!</title><summary type='text'>I realize that I haven't been consistent with my blog in more then half a year. And I know that probably nobody comes to this corner of the web anymore but that is alright with me. I would have probably given up on my blog too! ;-)Anyway, lots has been going on in the world or better yet, mind of Angela. The thing that really stands out the most is that God clearly and distinctly told me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/112373173365031209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=112373173365031209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/112373173365031209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/112373173365031209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/08/patience-im-trying-to-have-it.html' title='Patience, I&apos;m trying to have it!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-112044537891507682</id><published>2005-07-03T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated at the church!</title><summary type='text'>Lots has happened since I last wrote in here. It's so weird how you just forget to write and then when you remember you don't know where to begin.I finished my summer classes two weeks ago. Everything went really well. I wasn't as fond as summer school though mostly because they cram so many lessons into such a short time.I started a new job last week. I went back into my old field, which I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/112044537891507682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=112044537891507682&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/112044537891507682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/112044537891507682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/07/frustrated-at-church.html' title='Frustrated at the church!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111872452555439298</id><published>2005-06-14T00:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.139-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Love Letter: The Cry of a Father's Heart from Genesis to Revelation</title><summary type='text'>My child...You may not know Me, but I know everything about you...Psalms 139:1I know when you sit down and when you rise up...Psalm 139:2I am familiar with all your ways...Psalm 139:3Even the very hairs on you head are numbered...Matthew 10:29-31For you were made in My image...Genesis 1:27In Me you live and move and have your being...Acts 17:28For you are My offspring...Acts 17:28I knew you even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111872452555439298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111872452555439298&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111872452555439298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111872452555439298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/06/fathers-love-letter-cry-of-fathers.html' title='Father&apos;s Love Letter: The Cry of a Father&apos;s Heart from Genesis to Revelation'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111829441366924782</id><published>2005-06-09T01:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:37.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend?</title><summary type='text'>My friend, I stand in the judgment nowAnd feel that you're to blame somehow;On earth, I walked with you day by dayAnd never did you point the way.You knew the Lord in Truth and Glory,But never did you tell the story;My knowledge then was very dim;You could have led me safe to Him.Though we lived together on the earth,You never told me of the second birth;And now I stand the day condemned,Because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111829441366924782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111829441366924782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111829441366924782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111829441366924782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-friend.html' title='My Friend?'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111791531393577632</id><published>2005-06-04T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:36.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2cd NightWatch Service</title><summary type='text'>Last night was my second nightwatch service. We worshipped and prayed all night long. This time it was in a spanish church. It was a little bit different - worshipping to both spanish and english music. Although I could not understand the music, I found it very soothing. Spanish is just a beautiful language all together. All and all it was good.There was a good turn out too. There is something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111791531393577632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111791531393577632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111791531393577632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111791531393577632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/06/2cd-nightwatch-service.html' title='2cd NightWatch Service'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111702980771171862</id><published>2005-05-25T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:36.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The long weekend.</title><summary type='text'>Well, I had a busy long weekend. It had its both ups and downs. It started off with me going all the way to my bible study to find out that is was cancelled. While I waited in the car, my mom calls and tells me to get home as soon as the study is over. I knew right away what she meant by that. My aunt who had been in the hospital had died. I headed home to find my sister, Darcy and the new baby </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111702980771171862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111702980771171862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111702980771171862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111702980771171862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/05/long-weekend.html' title='The long weekend.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111626223778350503</id><published>2005-05-16T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:36.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on fast, and seek diligently</title><summary type='text'>I have finished my first week of the summer semester at school. I have a little bit more counselling classes so it will definitely be a bit of a change. I have loved theology so much that it really is all I have been wanting to do. I was thinking about changing my major to theology but I now that way back in August the Lord called me to counselling. So that is what I am going to do.I do thank the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111626223778350503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111626223778350503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111626223778350503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111626223778350503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/05/hold-on-fast-and-seek-diligently.html' title='Hold on fast, and seek diligently'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111574966776349792</id><published>2005-05-10T14:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:35.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery!</title><summary type='text'>My son had day surgery yesterday and I was a bit skeptical about the whole thing. His father really was pushing for it and in the end he won. I can't say 'won' as it wasn't a contest or anything but in the end Matthew had surgery.I prayed for God's hand to be on the surgeon and for Matthew to recover quickly. Well, within two hours of having the surgery, Matthew was himself again. All day you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111574966776349792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111574966776349792&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111574966776349792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111574966776349792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/05/surgery.html' title='Surgery!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111550871000302585</id><published>2005-05-07T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:35.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Watch Prayer Meeting.</title><summary type='text'>Last night, or moreso this morning at 12am, I went to my first Midnight Watch Prayer meeting. This was held at a Brazilian church and we prayed and worshipped until 6am. The worship was astounding. God was in the midst. It really was an awesome experience. I have never stayed up all night to pray before but I knew that if I could do it for the world (i.e. the movie marathon) then I could most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111550871000302585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111550871000302585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111550871000302585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111550871000302585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/05/midnight-watch-prayer-meeting.html' title='Midnight Watch Prayer Meeting.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111539203857391752</id><published>2005-05-06T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:35.071-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy's Dream.</title><summary type='text'>A tear rolled down my cheek as I read this this morning. A very touching story that I had to share.In Phoenix, Arizona, a 26-year-old mother stared down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of terminal leukemia. Although her heart was filled with sadness, she also had a strong feeling of determination. Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up and fulfill all his dreams. Now that was no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111539203857391752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111539203857391752&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111539203857391752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111539203857391752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/05/billys-dream.html' title='Billy&apos;s Dream.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111513138800499166</id><published>2005-05-03T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:34.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bio update.</title><summary type='text'>Anyone wanting to know a bit more about me, my about me page has been updated.  Just click here if you want to head right over there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111513138800499166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111513138800499166&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111513138800499166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111513138800499166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/05/bio-update.html' title='Bio update.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111427601843806179</id><published>2005-04-23T12:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:34.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Schools out!</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I didn't realize I neglected my blog for so long. I probably have no one reading this anymore.Last week I finished all my exams, assignments and school. The first semester was quite good. I learned so much about the bible. I am fascinated with God and His amazing plan for us. My professors bible study group, which mainly deals with the book of Revelations and Daniel, has been so awesome too.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111427601843806179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111427601843806179&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111427601843806179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111427601843806179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/04/schools-out.html' title='Schools out!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111270764215597614</id><published>2005-04-05T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:34.794-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update on what's been going on in the world of Angela!</title><summary type='text'>Hi to everyone that actually still comes to check this blog out.  Sorry its been taking so long to post.  It is nearing the end of my first semester at school and things have been just a little more hectic then I was hoping for.  I just took a few minutes out of my studies to catch a breath or two.School has been awesome.  I have been diving into the Word and every time that I do, God shows me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111270764215597614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111270764215597614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111270764215597614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111270764215597614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/04/little-update-on-whats-been-going-on.html' title='A little update on what&apos;s been going on in the world of Angela!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111147526432618039</id><published>2005-03-22T01:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:34.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's almost been a week since I wrote last!! Holy Moly!</title><summary type='text'>We celebrated my father's 53rd birthday today (and yesterday). We had a really nice dinner, both nights. My mom made a nice dinner for 15 people last night and because today was the official date we all went out to the Outback Steakhouse.HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY! :-)Earlier today I ventured to the Toronto Reference Library were I had to get some research done for a paper I am doing on 1Cor.13. This </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111147526432618039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111147526432618039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111147526432618039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111147526432618039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-almost-been-week-since-i-wrote.html' title='It&apos;s almost been a week since I wrote last!! Holy Moly!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111103108272105091</id><published>2005-03-16T22:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:34.517-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sharp Family</title><summary type='text'>The Sharp FamilyOriginally uploaded by angeler. top: (left to right) Tom, Dale, Irene, Brenda, Patricia, Kenny and Garybottom: (left to right) Grandma(Theresa), Michele, Grandpa(Harry), and DarrellFirstly, I would like to thank any and all who prayed for my grandfather's salvation. On Thursday, March 10th, which happened to be my sister's 34th birthday, my grandfather passed away in his sleep. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111103108272105091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111103108272105091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111103108272105091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111103108272105091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/03/sharp-family.html' title='The Sharp Family'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111038122677242563</id><published>2005-03-09T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:34.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew And The Guitar</title><summary type='text'>     Matthew And The Guitar    Originally uploaded by angeler. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111038122677242563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111038122677242563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111038122677242563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111038122677242563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/03/matthew-and-guitar.html' title='Matthew And The Guitar'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-111021817541771160</id><published>2005-03-07T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:34.127-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's a quote for today.</title><summary type='text'>Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today.James Dean</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/111021817541771160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=111021817541771160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111021817541771160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/111021817541771160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/03/heres-quote-for-today.html' title='Here&apos;s a quote for today.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110943543672198155</id><published>2005-02-26T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:34.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!!!</title><summary type='text'>This week has had its ups and downs.  One thing that happened is when I went into work on Tuesday they wanted to talk to me before my shift.  They said that they no longer could accommodate my schedule.  I told them that it was funny to me because there are so many others in the same situation as me or worse and they can accommodate theirs.  Anyway, in the end they let me go.  I realize after I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110943543672198155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110943543672198155&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110943543672198155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110943543672198155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-week.html' title='What a week!!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110904948828771152</id><published>2005-02-21T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>defendMarriage</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I attended the defendMarriage fundraising banquet. It was held at my college. It was very encouraging to see people of all faiths join together to fight for our human rights and religious freedom, our culture and the future of Canada. There were speakers from the Jewish, Catholic, and Christian community, two politicians-Stockwell Day and Anne Cools. Members from the Hindu community also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110904948828771152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110904948828771152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110904948828771152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110904948828771152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/02/defendmarriage.html' title='defendMarriage'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110853082985681734</id><published>2005-02-16T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Same-Sex Survival Guide</title><summary type='text'>Sunday, 06 February 2005How to Defend Traditional Wedded BlissToronto Sunby Lorrie GoldsteinThe next few months are going to be dangerous ones for those of us who support the traditional definition of marriage as the union of one man and one woman. Herewith then, a survival guide for avoiding the slings and arrows of Paul Martin, Jack Layton and the liberal commentariat.(1) Beware of any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110853082985681734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110853082985681734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110853082985681734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110853082985681734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/02/same-sex-survival-guide.html' title='The Same-Sex Survival Guide'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110839276983169681</id><published>2005-02-14T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!!!</title><summary type='text'>Love is the greatest gift of all!!!Yesterday, I experienced an awesome love. The love of the Father being poured out into me. It is totally awesome when you realize the Father is using you to help out someone else, one you don't even know. I think that is the greatest love. To love unselfishly, to not care about what others are thinking, just doing as you are called to do. I find it amazing how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110839276983169681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110839276983169681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110839276983169681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110839276983169681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-valentines-day-everyone.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day Everyone!!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110746458261353094</id><published>2005-02-03T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update.</title><summary type='text'>Today I decided to go to school early.  By early I mean 4hrs early.   I do not think I am behind in studies but I do see April 1st coming a lot quicker than I had hoped for.  So, today I decided to study until my first class starts, which is at 6:20pm.  Yes, it will be a long day but it hasn't felt like it so far.  Since I have gotten here I have completed one of my essays and am about to tackle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110746458261353094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110746458261353094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110746458261353094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110746458261353094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/02/little-update.html' title='A little update.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110718152575453043</id><published>2005-01-31T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Nintendo?</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago I went down the basement to find a board game. I came across a box that was marked Nintendo Games and Accessories. It was funny because just before I had went downstairs, my niece Jessica and I were talking about how much we missed Nintendo. Last week Jessica brought it out and started playing it. Last night I got the itch too. We had two systems in the house. One was Harry's and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110718152575453043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110718152575453043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110718152575453043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110718152575453043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/remember-nintendo.html' title='Remember Nintendo?'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110688949329258203</id><published>2005-01-28T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think He wanted me to read this too!!</title><summary type='text'>Everyone longs to give themselves completely to someone.To have a deep full relationship with another....But God to the believer says,"No, not until you are satisfied and content with being loved by me alone...with giving yourself totally and unreservedly to Me.I love you my child, and until you discover that only inMe is your satisfaction to be found, you will not be capableof the perfect</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110688949329258203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110688949329258203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110688949329258203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110688949329258203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-think-he-wanted-me-to-read-this-too.html' title='I think He wanted me to read this too!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110671156227591546</id><published>2005-01-25T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-evaluation.</title><summary type='text'>I am in the process of re-evaluating my life. I have been digging in the Word and have seen things I have never noticed before. I guess it is mostly because I have been going to the Word with an open heart, trying to learn everything I can from the Spirit. He has shed some light on quite a lot of things. For the first time in my life I don't want to put my bible down. I have fallen asleep with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110671156227591546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110671156227591546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110671156227591546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110671156227591546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/re-evaluation.html' title='Re-evaluation.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110645051607339677</id><published>2005-01-22T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day.</title><summary type='text'>While you are proclaiming peace with your lips, be careful to have it even more fully in your heart.St. Francis of Assisi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110645051607339677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110645051607339677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110645051607339677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110645051607339677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110599650281596098</id><published>2005-01-17T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.222-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Water </title><summary type='text'>Somewhere there's a stolen haloI use to watch her wear it wellEverything would shine wherever she would goBut looking at her now you'd never tellSomeone ran away with her innocenceA memory she can't get out of her headI can only imagine what she's feelingWhen she's prayingKneeling at the edge of her bedAnd she says take me awayAnd take me fartherSurround me nowAnd hold, hold, hold </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110599650281596098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110599650281596098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110599650281596098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110599650281596098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/holy-water.html' title='Holy Water '/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110599233850737515</id><published>2005-01-17T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide.</title><summary type='text'>What would possess someone to commit suicide? Really, is life so God awful that one would actually go through with killing one self?I got the news this morning that my cousin, David went and pulled the trigger, literally. I know he hasn't had the best life in the world but he has had a much better life then most of us. His father passed away a few years ago, and I think his life fell apart. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110599233850737515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110599233850737515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110599233850737515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110599233850737515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/suicide.html' title='Suicide.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110567813388369115</id><published>2005-01-13T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:33.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goose bumps in class?!</title><summary type='text'>Not too long ago, I got home from school. I never thought I would be this excited about school in my whole life. For the first time ever I got goose bumps just from one of the teachers introductions to the class. Surprisingly it was Methods of Bible Study II. I, of course, have never taken the first bible study course and I figured it would be one of my easier classes. WRONG!!! Methods of Bible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110567813388369115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110567813388369115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110567813388369115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110567813388369115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/goose-bumps-in-class.html' title='Goose bumps in class?!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110542273921580735</id><published>2005-01-11T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day of school :-)</title><summary type='text'>I had my first class today. It was Old Testament Survey: Pentateuch. Before I had entered the school to find out where I was suppose to go, I had this overwhelming pain in the pit of my stomach. It actually started on the drive over. I wasn't completely sure if it was going to go away. I haven't been in school since 1998 and I was a bit afraid of my brain being on brain freeze for so long that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110542273921580735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110542273921580735&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110542273921580735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110542273921580735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-first-day-of-school.html' title='My first day of school :-)'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110513390453916108</id><published>2005-01-07T16:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Revisiting high school.</title><summary type='text'>Alyssa, my niece, forgot her lunch at home today so I took her some money so that she wouldn't starve while at school. Right now her school is being built so they are temporarily in another high school. I had to walk through the cafeteria and hallways to get to the back of the school, where they are temporarily set up.It's so weird how memories and feelings come back to you. For all who don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110513390453916108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110513390453916108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110513390453916108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110513390453916108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/revisiting-high-school.html' title='Revisiting high school.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110490306894153853</id><published>2005-01-05T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do kids come up with the things they do?</title><summary type='text'>I was sitting at my computer this afternoon when my son calls me. He wants me to help him with his Nintendo GC game. I told him I just had to finish typing an email to someone and I would be right up. Well, a minute to a kid is forever so he comes down and starts asking me how long am I going to be. When I was finished I held out my hand and he gave me five. I then kissed his hand, like a prince </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110490306894153853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110490306894153853&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110490306894153853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110490306894153853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/where-do-kids-come-up-with-things-they.html' title='Where do kids come up with the things they do?'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110489759976670327</id><published>2005-01-04T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.714-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not our fruit alone.</title><summary type='text'>A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island.The two survivors, not knowing what else to do, agreed that they had no other recourse but to pray to God.However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island.The first thing they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110489759976670327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110489759976670327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110489759976670327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110489759976670327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/not-our-fruit-alone.html' title='Not our fruit alone.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110477517719957001</id><published>2005-01-03T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My crazy list of movies!</title><summary type='text'>The Christmas holidays are over and things are getting back to 'normal'. The children started school today. Soon I will be starting as well (next week to be exact). For Christmas, my dad got surround sound from my mom so over the holidays we all spent way to much time watching movies. I've decided to post my sad list of movies I wasted time on. Not to say they were bad, because I pretty much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110477517719957001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110477517719957001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110477517719957001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110477517719957001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-crazy-list-of-movies.html' title='My crazy list of movies!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110393303604199739</id><published>2004-12-24T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!!!</title><summary type='text'>What I thought was going to be an upsetting day, has now turned into the greatest gift I could ever receive. And it only could have happened from the 'man' above. Today, I found out that both my children will be able to spend Christmas day together. (until today, they were suppose to be going to their fathers at the opposite times and therefore would have missed each other tomorrow). But God </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110393303604199739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110393303604199739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110393303604199739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110393303604199739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas-to-all-and-to-all-good.html' title='Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110314012817397440</id><published>2004-12-15T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What can you do when you live in a shoe?</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes life is a bit hard for those who have children, especially from different fathers. Like Skye and Matthew for instance.I had Matthew for the morning of Christmas the last few years so I figured it was only fair to offer Christmas morning to Jason. He would then bring Matthew home in the afternoon and I would get him for the evening. All is well, or so I thought. It appears that Shawn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110314012817397440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110314012817397440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110314012817397440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110314012817397440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-can-you-do-when-you-live-in-shoe.html' title='What can you do when you live in a shoe?'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110291302272306972</id><published>2004-12-12T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations are in order!!!!</title><summary type='text'>We celebrated Darcy's 30th birthday on Friday over at his house. For those who do not know who he is, he is my sister's boyfriend. We had a really nice dinner and when it was time to blow out the candles, Darcy asked my sister to make a wish with him. She thought that it was a bit weird, but after being dragged by the arm, she helped him. As the lights came back on, Darcy was on one knee. At that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110291302272306972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110291302272306972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110291302272306972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110291302272306972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/12/congratulations-are-in-order.html' title='Congratulations are in order!!!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110235301246186446</id><published>2004-12-06T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.312-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The snow is falling, is falling, is falling!</title><summary type='text'>Well, unlike most of the rest of Canada, today marks the first official snow fall for the GTA. It looks so beautiful and it is so cold.Yesterday, my dad and I finished hanging the lights outside of the house and then had our first use of the fire place this season. The snow just adds to the beginnings of the Christmas season.The one thing I do not like about snow though, is the slippery roads</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110235301246186446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110235301246186446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110235301246186446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110235301246186446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/12/snow-is-falling-is-falling-is-falling.html' title='The snow is falling, is falling, is falling!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110199863352369773</id><published>2004-12-02T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.Dr. Seuss</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110199863352369773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110199863352369773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110199863352369773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110199863352369773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/12/be-who-you-are-and-say-what-you-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110150349733939291</id><published>2004-11-26T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The full acting out of the self's surrender to God therefore demands pain: this action, to be perfect, must be done from the pure will to obey, in the absence, or in the teeth, of inclination.C.S. Lewis</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110150349733939291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110150349733939291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110150349733939291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110150349733939291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/11/full-acting-out-of-selfs-surrender-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110144689494035471</id><published>2004-11-26T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:32.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday times three!!!</title><summary type='text'>Although it is both my mother's and my niece's birthday today (Happy Birthday to you both, I love you!!), I got a 'birthday' present too. Not only was I approved for my school loan but the school called and after reviewing my college transcript, they have decided to grant me 45 advanced credits. This means that basically the 15 elective courses that I thought I would be taking, I no longer have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110144689494035471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110144689494035471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110144689494035471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110144689494035471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-times-three.html' title='Happy Birthday times three!!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110119135681550351</id><published>2004-11-23T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.997-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly girl talk. ;-)</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I went to see 'Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason' with Melissa. It was quite enjoyable. I do however like the first one better. Which is usually the case when Hollywood decides to create sequels. But, truthfully I would pay over and over to see Colin Firth on the screen. I don't know but this guy really does it for me. I think he is like in his forties but man he is just awesome. Too bad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110119135681550351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110119135681550351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110119135681550351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110119135681550351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/11/silly-girl-talk.html' title='Silly girl talk. ;-)'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110110208455223569</id><published>2004-11-22T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend.</title><summary type='text'>I had a pretty interesting weekend. I would say that it all started on Friday when I had lost my S.I.N. card. I had been looking for it for days and realized that I just wasn't going to find it. So on Friday I went to the HRDC to obtain a temporary card. (not really a temp card, more of an official receipt to use until I receive my new card) Anyway, I was sitting in the waiting area and a guy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110110208455223569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110110208455223569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110110208455223569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110110208455223569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/11/weekend.html' title='The weekend.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110078992821215876</id><published>2004-11-18T09:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement with Fear!</title><summary type='text'>On Monday I got accepted into the Christian Counseling program at the Christian College. It was both exciting and scary. I find it funny how easily fear creeps into a situation. I have been looking forward to this since God showed me back in August. Now, as of January, I will be a student. This is exciting. Then I was afraid that because I had just switched jobs, the current one might change </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110078992821215876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110078992821215876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110078992821215876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110078992821215876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/11/excitement-with-fear.html' title='Excitement with Fear!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110029639214147813</id><published>2004-11-12T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Big Sea!</title><summary type='text'>So, my good friend Nadine calls me last night at around 6:30pm. She asks me if I have anything planned this evening. I tell her no. (I was actually already showered and in my pjs) She then says how about meeting me downtown, because I have tickets to the Great Big Sea concert tonight. Now, Nadine is a security guard for concert venues and she got me two tickets to the concert, which was going on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110029639214147813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110029639214147813&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110029639214147813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110029639214147813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/11/great-big-sea.html' title='Great Big Sea!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-110019817716878010</id><published>2004-11-11T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem for Remembrance Day</title><summary type='text'>Wooden CrossesOriginally uploaded by angeler. "The inquisitive mind of a child"Why are they selling poppies, Mummy?Selling poppies in town today.The poppies, child, are flowers of love.For the men who marched away.But why have they chosen a poppy, Mummy?Why not a beautiful rose?Because my child, men fought and diedIn the fields where the poppies grow.But why are the poppies so red, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/110019817716878010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=110019817716878010&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110019817716878010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/110019817716878010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/11/poem-for-remembrance-day_11.html' title='A Poem for Remembrance Day'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109963010821845853</id><published>2004-11-04T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.462-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><summary type='text'>I don't know why but I love the new Air Canada commercial. I love how they put windows in front of the world. And the ending is awesome, people rowing and taking off into the air. It also helps that I really like the song.It is so crazy how voicing your opinion can get so many people riled up. I have not until yesterday, voiced my opinion about the election in the States. I don't have the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109963010821845853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109963010821845853&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109963010821845853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109963010821845853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/11/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109919937515469627</id><published>2004-10-31T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How crazy is this?</title><summary type='text'>Back in August I felt God really pressing me. I started to make my way toward Him after letting go of some things that needed to be cleaned. He showed me something. I know it was Him, it was so real, it was so right, and it was so certain. One of the things He showed me was that I was to be a counselor. It made so much sense. He showed me how I had helped people in the past and how I will help </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109919937515469627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109919937515469627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109919937515469627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109919937515469627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/10/how-crazy-is-this.html' title='How crazy is this?'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109876262575632687</id><published>2004-10-25T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with this picture?</title><summary type='text'>Someone brought up the topic of the New World Order. I didn't know much about it so I started researching it. I wanted to be educated on the subject, besides, it is pretty fascinating. Not in a good sense, more so in an open your eyes kind of sense. Everyone seems to be afraid to talk about it. For me, I find the research so intriguing that I can't put the 'papers' down. I say 'papers' because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109876262575632687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109876262575632687&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109876262575632687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109876262575632687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/10/whats-wrong-with-this-picture.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with this picture?'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109841790580892932</id><published>2004-10-21T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you for the encouragement!</title><summary type='text'>Thank you both for your comments. I was starting to write too much in the comments section so I figured I should post on it instead.I actually posted up some letters on Wednesday seeking donations for clothing at work.  It seems to be striking some people.  Over the next few weeks I will keep everyone posted as to how it all unfolds.  I am willing to do it by myself if no one offers to help, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109841790580892932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109841790580892932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109841790580892932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109841790580892932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/10/thank-you-for-encouragement.html' title='Thank you for the encouragement!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109824438177100832</id><published>2004-10-19T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving to the homeless in Toronto.</title><summary type='text'>We had a very casual meeting at cell group tonight. We hung out at Second Cup and just got to know each other a bit better. One question that popped up was 'If you could do/be anything what would it be?' So we went around the round table one by one discussing it.My response was to be the best mom to my children that I could be. I also have thought about this for awhile - I would love to open up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109824438177100832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109824438177100832&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109824438177100832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109824438177100832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/10/giving-to-homeless-in-toronto.html' title='Giving to the homeless in Toronto.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109798823766460907</id><published>2004-10-17T00:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:31.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><summary type='text'>I have been feeling God pressing on my heart. Probably more than I have ever felt Him before. I don't know why, but I think it all started when He revealed to me something I was 'holding' on too. Once I let it go, things have been what feels like fast forward. It's so funny because I prayed for so long for things to start happening, and I knew that it would, in His time. The thing is, I have been</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109798823766460907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109798823766460907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109798823766460907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109798823766460907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/10/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109755282815698138</id><published>2004-10-11T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:30.992-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew turns 4!</title><summary type='text'>My little boy isn't so little any more, he turned four today.  It is so hard to be in a split home.  I am sure it is even harder on him then it is on me, but when it comes to birthday's he gets two.  This afternoon Matthew had a party at his daddy's house and this evening he had a party at mommy's.  He got double the presents, two cakes, two big meals, twice the amount of family.  He definitely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109755282815698138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109755282815698138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109755282815698138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109755282815698138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/10/matthew-turns-4.html' title='Matthew turns 4!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109751475125094497</id><published>2004-10-11T13:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:30.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christopher Reeve dies at 52</title><summary type='text'>Christopher Reeve dies at 52Originally uploaded by angeler. JIM FITZGERALDASSOCIATED PRESSMOUNT KISCO, N.Y. -- Actor Christopher Reeve, who soared through the air and leapt tall buildings as Superman, turned personal tragedy into a public crusade, becoming one of the world's most recognizable spokesperson for spinal cord research --from a wheelchair.Reeve went into cardiac arrest yesterday</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109751475125094497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109751475125094497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109751475125094497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109751475125094497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/10/christopher-reeve-dies-at-52_11.html' title='Christopher Reeve dies at 52'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109702479414377946</id><published>2004-10-05T21:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:30.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I like it!!</title><summary type='text'>A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.Herm Albright </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109702479414377946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109702479414377946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109702479414377946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109702479414377946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-like-it_109702479414377946.html' title='I like it!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109690327047075238</id><published>2004-10-04T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:30.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism Part 1</title><summary type='text'>     Statement of faith.    Originally uploaded by angeler. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109690327047075238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109690327047075238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109690327047075238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109690327047075238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/10/baptism-part-1_04.html' title='Baptism Part 1'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109690323996577436</id><published>2004-10-04T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:30.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism Part 2</title><summary type='text'>     Being Immersed.    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There were only three of us there but it was quite an interesting evening. We did a number of things but one thing we did really hit my heart. We put on some soaking music and we sat quietly for 20mins asking the Lord to tell us who we are? What is our identity? We had gone over some interesting topics including Moses-the Lord had been speaking to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109650808014967964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109650808014967964&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109650808014967964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109650808014967964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-first-cell-group.html' title='My first cell group.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109625098790628205</id><published>2004-09-26T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, what an encounter!!</title><summary type='text'>This weekend I went on an encounter. One to refocus my life on God and to be renewed. Wow, what a weekend. There are so many things that happened this weekend I don't even have a clue how to say or even start to say them.I knew I would come out of the weekend changed but wow......Where to start, where to start.. Ok, on Saturday we had a twenty minute break so I decided to spend some alone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109625098790628205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109625098790628205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109625098790628205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109625098790628205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/wow-what-encounter.html' title='Wow, what an encounter!!'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109605849189010978</id><published>2004-09-24T16:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus, focus, focus.</title><summary type='text'>Well, I just finished packing.  Where am I going you may ask?  Actually, I finally decided it was time to go on a Christian retreat.  I have been wanting to go to this particular one for almost a year now.  Fear seems to get the best of me, but when God revealed some things to me and such I realized that I had to live up to my end of the bargain, hence getting things in order for school and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109605849189010978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109605849189010978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109605849189010978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109605849189010978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/focus-focus-focus.html' title='Focus, focus, focus.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109591452863043406</id><published>2004-09-23T01:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff Foxworthy on Ontario</title><summary type='text'>This was too funny not to post. If you are from Ontario you will have no choice but to laugh. But I am sure that other provinces can relate just the same. I can relate to more of these than I would have thought. :-)LIVING IN ONTARIOJeff Foxworthy on Ontario:If you consider it a sport to gather your food by drilling through 36 inches of ice and sitting there all day hoping that the food will</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109591452863043406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109591452863043406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109591452863043406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109591452863043406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/jeff-foxworthy-on-ontario.html' title='Jeff Foxworthy on Ontario'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109574568092110209</id><published>2004-09-21T01:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Really great day.</title><summary type='text'>Just got in from a date with Melissa. Not a real date, silly! :-) I had a really good time. We went to see 'Wimbleton' and then went for coffee. We had a really good conversation that I wish could have lasted longer, but if you notice the time, it was getting pretty late. I really hope we can do this again really soon.I also went to the admissions department at the college that I hope to attend</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109574568092110209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109574568092110209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109574568092110209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109574568092110209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/really-great-day.html' title='Really great day.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109564876754181418</id><published>2004-09-19T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The flea market.</title><summary type='text'>Today I went to the flea market. I haven't gone in what feels like years but when my parents invited me along, I just had to go. I spent way more money then I was hoping but I got this really cool sword set. I have said before about my fascination with Samurai, well today I saw these really, really neat Samurai swords. It came in a set of three. Their handles had a dragons head on it and when you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109564876754181418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109564876754181418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109564876754181418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109564876754181418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/flea-market.html' title='The flea market.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109556900461752050</id><published>2004-09-19T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.605-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A perfect love.</title><summary type='text'>if we are waiting for anyone other than God to complete us it'll never happen. no one can love us enough... we and they may think or hope it'll happen but it won't. if we are waiting for a perfect love... there is only One and we already have it. we can't lay our need for fulfillment at another's feet because no one will ever be able to completely fill our need but God. we will never be perfect </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109556900461752050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109556900461752050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109556900461752050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109556900461752050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/perfect-love.html' title='A perfect love.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109556802715518602</id><published>2004-09-19T01:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To love.</title><summary type='text'>To love is nothing,To be loved is something,But to love and be loved is everything.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109556802715518602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109556802715518602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109556802715518602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109556802715518602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/to-love.html' title='To love.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109556718275972506</id><published>2004-09-18T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A double blind date.</title><summary type='text'>So, I went on a date last night. It was a double blind date. It was a bit weird. I've never been on a double date. I have however been on a blind date and that ended up being a 2yr relationship.We went to Jack Astor's for some drinks so we could talk and get to know one another. Jaime and I couldn't wait til it was over. There wasn't any connection there for either of us. It was funny but we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109556718275972506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109556718275972506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109556718275972506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109556718275972506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/double-blind-date.html' title='A double blind date.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109525590017063905</id><published>2004-09-15T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The first few days of school.</title><summary type='text'>Matthew's first day of Junior Kindergarten was on Monday. It's funny because you don't want your kids to cry and make a fuss about leaving mommy but when they don't you are so sad. All Matthew wanted me to do was walk him to the door. Parents are not allowed to do that, we are only allowed to drop them off at the gate to the playground. I think that because the teacher was there to take his hand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109525590017063905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109525590017063905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109525590017063905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109525590017063905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/first-few-days-of-school.html' title='The first few days of school.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109502755039497302</id><published>2004-09-12T18:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This past weekend.</title><summary type='text'>This weekend has been very tiring for me. I worked too many hours but made a good amount of money. And today was our baseball playoffs(we lost because of a very controversial call by the other team). So I didn't get any rest on my day off. :-( I actually just got in 'cause after the game, the team went back to BP and grabbed a bite and drink. Played some pool and foosball. Brought me back to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109502755039497302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109502755039497302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109502755039497302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109502755039497302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-past-weekend.html' title='This past weekend.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109476822419082886</id><published>2004-09-09T18:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Collateral.</title><summary type='text'>Went out with Melissa last night. I haven't seen her since our rafting trip. It was so great to chat with her. I had lots of fun. We also saw 'Collateral' starring Tom Cruise. I heard a lot of mixed reviews about it. I do think Tom Cruise is very talented but this movie didn't do anything for me. Melissa enjoyed it, but I guess because I am a movie freak :-) I analyzed it to death. There were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109476822419082886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109476822419082886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109476822419082886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109476822419082886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/collateral.html' title='Collateral.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109461078404223697</id><published>2004-09-07T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school jitters.</title><summary type='text'>Skye's first day back to school was today. This year she went to a new school and when we arrived, even last night, she was so nervous. I can recall the first day of school. Every year I would get major butterflies in my stomach and not want to go. Of course I went and everything was fine. When I finally left her in her classroom she had this terrified look on her face. I was anxious to know how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/feeds/109461078404223697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5697242&amp;postID=109461078404223697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109461078404223697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5697242/posts/default/109461078404223697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sleeplessintoronto.blogspot.com/2004/09/first-day-of-school-jitters.html' title='First day of school jitters.'/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5697242.post-109457120175341301</id><published>2004-09-07T11:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T17:49:29.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are beautiful.</title><summary type='text'>"...God tells you he loves you with abandon and you don’t believe him. Because you can’t. You know your own depravity but you can’t admit to yourself your own worth. You can’t tell yourself you are beautiful, you are talented, you are special; because it hurts inside, it feels dirty to tell yourself such blasphemy. It seems wrong.And God watches you and I know he must cry. 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