<?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-5082554986378228134</id><updated>2011-10-06T23:33:22.161+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Generous Wives To Be</title><subtitle type='html'>Whether you're single, dating, engaged, or married there's so much to learn and share about becoming a generous wife =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-5439469816730304830</id><published>2011-10-06T22:12:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T23:33:22.210+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Boundaries</title><summary type='text'>
One of this week's hellomynameisblog.com blog posts reinforced a chapter I had been reading in Coach Yourself to Success by Talane Miedaner.

If you don’t set boundaries for yourself – other people will set them for you. 

And then they will violate them. 
And then they will tell all their little friends to violate them.
And it will be your fault because you never decided where to draw the line.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5439469816730304830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2011/10/boundaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5439469816730304830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5439469816730304830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2011/10/boundaries.html' title='Boundaries'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_G56qpsiVrk/To4el0uCMiI/AAAAAAAAB4U/GP76AxYaBFQ/s72-c/a-line-in-the-sand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-6818969075115525623</id><published>2010-11-23T22:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T22:31:00.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'>vulnerable is good for you</title><summary type='text'>i'm thinking i need to catch up on TedTalks...

a summary of some of the good stuff from this talk by Dr. Brene Brown - http://anonymous8.com/women-talk/why-being-vulnerable-is-good-for-you/

The only difference between those who have a strong sense of love and belonging and those who don’t is this:  those who have a strong sense of love and belonging BELIEVE they are WORTHY of love and belonging</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6818969075115525623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/11/vulnerable-is-good-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/6818969075115525623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/6818969075115525623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/11/vulnerable-is-good-for-you.html' title='vulnerable is good for you'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-2142063150911279058</id><published>2010-11-22T21:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:02:30.031+01:00</updated><title type='text'>four phrases</title><summary type='text'>four phrases blogger Tara Pringle Jefferson suggests incorporating into your marriage, from blackandmarriedwithkids.com


“Can I help you with anything?” I would love, love, love to hear this phrase at least once a day. Is it unrealistic? I have no clue. But there’s something about your spouse offering their help without you having to ask for it. Of course, this works best when it’s a two-way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2142063150911279058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/11/four-phrases.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/2142063150911279058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/2142063150911279058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/11/four-phrases.html' title='four phrases'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-3393609228025972494</id><published>2010-10-10T23:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:41:10.661+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I like you because...</title><summary type='text'>an excerpt from Stephen Covey's Living the 7 Habits... try it with your loved ones =)
 

My oldest daughter, Tina, who was about nine at the time, and I were driving to see her grandmother. I remember thinking that with Tina, building an Emotional Bank Account was a key. So I thought, "What can I do in the thirty minutes we have together to make deposits in her bank account?" You know, this took </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3393609228025972494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-like-you-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3393609228025972494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3393609228025972494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-like-you-because.html' title='I like you because...'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-8462457569858326805</id><published>2010-08-05T12:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:39:59.971+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Positive</title><summary type='text'>more from You Say More Than You Think by Janine Driver

It doesn't matter if you are speaking with a barricaded person, and interviewee, or a date, remember that the person in front of you has pride. Rather than being negative and saying, "Don't lie to me," suggest the quality you want to see. As my friend James Cavanaugh, ATF Special Agent in Charge always says, "Credit people with the quality </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8462457569858326805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-positive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8462457569858326805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8462457569858326805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-positive.html' title='Be Positive'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-5425711185115673724</id><published>2010-08-05T12:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:22:36.262+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the right side</title><summary type='text'>from You Say More Than You Think by Janine Driver
 
Every person has an on/off switch for rapport, a "right" or more open side of her body. Knowing which side of a person's body is more comfortable for her, and which side makes her uneasy, can make for really effective body language... Once you know a person’s right [positive/good] side, you can use it in many powerful ways.

Less than a month </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5425711185115673724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/08/right-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5425711185115673724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5425711185115673724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/08/right-side.html' title='the right side'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-462172356290040369</id><published>2010-06-22T00:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T00:39:03.612+02:00</updated><title type='text'>fight with your fists...</title><summary type='text'>from an article in Real Simple magazine titled 10 Things My Father Was Right About by Jancee Dunn
 

1. Hold hands while you hash it out. My folks have been married for 47 years. One of my father’s rules for a happy marriage is that if a nasty argument erupts, hold hands as you fight. You’ll feel goofy doing this, but here’s the thing: It works. Recently my husband, Tom, forgot to pay a few bills</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/462172356290040369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/06/fight-with-your-fists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/462172356290040369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/462172356290040369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/06/fight-with-your-fists.html' title='fight with your fists...'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-8517424357263206226</id><published>2010-05-27T10:17:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:17:42.838+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a pearl of choice</title><summary type='text'> 
Think of a speck of sand. If the sand gets in the human eye, it causes irritation, then infection, and if not cared for, eventually loss of vision. But put that same speck of sand in an oyster. It causes irritation, then secretion, and eventually the oyster forms a pearl. Was the sand the primary cause of the results in the eye? Was the sand the primary cause of the results in the oyster? No. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8517424357263206226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/05/pearl-of-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8517424357263206226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8517424357263206226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/05/pearl-of-choice.html' title='a pearl of choice'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-460667638873449440</id><published>2010-03-15T21:05:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T21:46:19.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the respect test</title><summary type='text'>
test it out! =) from Love and Respect by Emerson Eggerichs... 

I asked a group of wives to spend a bit of time thinking of some things they respected about their husbands. It took some of them quite awhile, but they all finally did it. Then I told them to go home, wait until their husbands weren't busy or distracted, and say: "I was thinking about you today and several things about you that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/460667638873449440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/03/respect-test.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/460667638873449440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/460667638873449440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/03/respect-test.html' title='the respect test'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-9181338605090836455</id><published>2010-02-18T20:45:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:05:15.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>lights out</title><summary type='text'>awesome analogy from Love and Respect by Emerson Eggerichs... 

We have already seen that men and women are very different- pink and blue see and hear things differently at the level of marital intimacy. Think of this difference as two types of electrical circuits. On one circuit there are three thousand lights, and the circuit is so designed that if one light gets smashed the whole string goes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/9181338605090836455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/02/lights-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/9181338605090836455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/9181338605090836455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/02/lights-out.html' title='lights out'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-7689334697719728923</id><published>2010-01-04T19:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:38:26.918+02:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><summary type='text'>
as seen on facebook =)

just when you think its a typical freezing monday morning, someone wonderful shows up at the door, with breakfast, and makes your coffee, and brushes off your car, and starts it....lets out your puppy.... and totally makes your monday morning wonderful... :) 


just thought i'd share some inspiration for anyone looking to make their significant other's day =)

♥</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7689334697719728923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/01/inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7689334697719728923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7689334697719728923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2010/01/inspiration.html' title='inspiration'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-3170802048143653894</id><published>2009-12-20T21:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:26:59.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>more gift ideas</title><summary type='text'>for my original list check out my first gift ideas blog post =)

some free online gift ideas -
http://www.ehow.com/how_4723720_give-free-online-gifts.html

from lovingyou.com

1 Trophy 
For my boyfriend for Christmas one year, I had a trophy made for him. It said “#1 Boyfriend” on the bottom plague, and it was designed with things that remind me of him, and him of me. This idea is cheap and you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3170802048143653894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-gift-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3170802048143653894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3170802048143653894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-gift-ideas.html' title='more gift ideas'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-5396119644999334186</id><published>2009-11-16T21:57:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:23:00.825+02:00</updated><title type='text'>R-E-S-P-E-C-T</title><summary type='text'>RESPECT. unconditional respect. whether the person is loving or not, whether they are the first to admit wrong or not. 

it's one of the most powerful tools a woman can own =)

from Love &amp; Respect: The Love She Most Desires, The Respect He Desperately Needs by Dr. Emerson Eggerichs

I have been in counseling sessions with couples, and with her mate sitting there listening the wife will readily </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5396119644999334186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/11/r-e-s-p-e-c-t.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5396119644999334186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5396119644999334186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/11/r-e-s-p-e-c-t.html' title='R-E-S-P-E-C-T'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-6138931949242606026</id><published>2009-10-30T14:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T14:33:53.374+01:00</updated><title type='text'>nice nite in june</title><summary type='text'>i can't seem to find the original source for this poem titled Nice Nite in June, but it was an amusing and sad-but-true snapshot of modern relationships. Dr. John Van Epp read the poem in a video i saw of one of his seminars on How to Avoid Marrying a Jerk (or Jerkette) - check out excerpts from his book at http://nojerks.com/index.php?page=Excerpts. 


Nice nite in June,
Stars shine, big moon.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6138931949242606026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/10/nice-nite-in-june.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/6138931949242606026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/6138931949242606026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/10/nice-nite-in-june.html' title='nice nite in june'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-1811325593896423576</id><published>2009-10-24T09:33:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T14:58:32.939+01:00</updated><title type='text'>the one</title><summary type='text'>from Laugh Your Way to a Better Marriage: Unlocking the Secrets to Life, Love, and Marriage by Mark Gungor

The idea that there is just one special person for me - my soul mate - comes from an alleged altercation between the human race and the Greek god Zeus. It was thought that our undying pursuit of perfect love is the result of Zeus's scheme to keep us busy - far away from meddling in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1811325593896423576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/10/one.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/1811325593896423576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/1811325593896423576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/10/one.html' title='the one'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-2021727214007485841</id><published>2009-09-22T20:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:54:20.684+02:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful</title><summary type='text'>from an article series in the August 2009 issue of Real Simple magazine (♥!) titled: what makes me feel beautiful Anne Roiphe: My Late Husband’s WordsIt was mid-December of 2005. I don’t know why he said it. I don’t know if a shadow had fallen across him, something appalling he saw out of the corner of his eye. I don’t know if it was just coincidence or intuition that prompted him, but about a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2021727214007485841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautiful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/2021727214007485841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/2021727214007485841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautiful.html' title='beautiful'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-8951109450283123056</id><published>2009-08-27T17:56:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:56:39.216+02:00</updated><title type='text'>excel in love</title><summary type='text'>Significance is found in giving your life away, not in selfishly trying to find personal happiness.When you're with an amazing person there's simply never enough hours in the day. While being single can sometimes feel like you're just trying to fill the time, this quote from Sacred Marriage by Gary Thomas reminded me to switch that perspective around and look at my time and life as something to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8951109450283123056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/08/excel-in-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8951109450283123056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8951109450283123056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/08/excel-in-love.html' title='excel in love'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-7011867801997150096</id><published>2009-08-25T22:56:00.021+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:51:17.155+02:00</updated><title type='text'>sacred marriage</title><summary type='text'>- For Lisa -I smiled in surprise as I turned past the cover pages to these words of dedication, written by Gary Thomas in his book Sacred Marriage. I just happen to share his wife's name =) While perhaps not a masterpiece of literary eloquence or charm (or even intended to be I would guess), the book is still full of thought-provoking passages and challenging ideas.Reading Sacred Marriage </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7011867801997150096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/08/sacred-marriage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7011867801997150096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7011867801997150096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/08/sacred-marriage.html' title='sacred marriage'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-8930747135262862757</id><published>2009-07-31T21:55:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:51:54.435+02:00</updated><title type='text'>olive branch</title><summary type='text'>"I thought I was just tired," says the guy newly in touch with his feelings, "but I'm really sad, lonely, ambivalent, distant, mournful, neglected, burdened, unappreciated, mistreated, taken advantage of, etc. I have a lot of needs that are not getting met in this relationship!"Of course his partner would respond with exasperation."But you wanted him to express his feelings," we would say."Not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8930747135262862757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/olive-branch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8930747135262862757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8930747135262862757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/olive-branch.html' title='olive branch'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-5225139947225498168</id><published>2009-07-30T22:07:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:52:29.908+02:00</updated><title type='text'>good measure, pressed down, and shaken together</title><summary type='text'>"Therefore be merciful, just as your Father also is merciful. Judge not, and you shall not be judged. Condemn not, and you shall not be condemned. Forgive, and you will be forgiven. Give, and it will be given to you: good measure, pressed down, shaken together, and running over will be put into your bosom. For with the same measure that you use, it will be measured back to you.”Luke 6:36-38A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5225139947225498168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-measure-pressed-down-and-shaken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5225139947225498168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5225139947225498168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-measure-pressed-down-and-shaken.html' title='good measure, pressed down, and shaken together'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-3279785887361350471</id><published>2009-07-26T23:09:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:52:58.621+02:00</updated><title type='text'>for shame</title><summary type='text'>From How to Improve Your Marriage without Talking About It by Patricia Love and Steven Stosny:"Some women have no clue how critical and demeaning they are to men. When confronted with their critical behavior, the most common reaction is disbelief. Reflecting on this fact, Pat thought it might be interesting to list 101 ways to shame a man without trying. Off the top of her head, she came up with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3279785887361350471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-shame.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3279785887361350471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3279785887361350471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/for-shame.html' title='for shame'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-8871997534687933071</id><published>2009-07-23T23:17:00.024+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:54:10.760+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the love list</title><summary type='text'>"Maybe I'm not the right man for you," he said, half making a statement, half asking a question."Maybe you're not!" I crossed my arms, feeling defiant, but in the next second I regretted the whole ridiculous discussion. What were we talking about? I thought I had met the man of my dreams, and we were about to throw the whole thing out the window over an absurd argument. Closing my eyes, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8871997534687933071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8871997534687933071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8871997534687933071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-list.html' title='the love list'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-1252529578147719851</id><published>2009-07-18T19:07:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T21:54:35.274+02:00</updated><title type='text'>honeymooners</title><summary type='text'>21 blissful days and counting... she's the kind of girl you love more and more every daya friend posted this comment about his wife today, i love it! he's so lucky to have a girl like that, and she's so lucky to have someone who appreciates having her =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1252529578147719851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/honeymooners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/1252529578147719851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/1252529578147719851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/honeymooners.html' title='honeymooners'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-5472220514604779931</id><published>2009-07-15T21:58:00.031+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:31:02.779+02:00</updated><title type='text'>going for gold</title><summary type='text'>On our flight to Oslo, Norway 4th of July weekend I read You Only Get Married for the First Time Once by Judy Markey, a light-hearted, satirical commentary on life and marriage. One passage that stood out to me was:

The best thing that Bill Veeck gave me, though, was a glimpse into extraordinary clean and unconfused loving. I have never seen a marriage like the one he and Mary Frances Veeck put </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5472220514604779931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-for-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5472220514604779931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5472220514604779931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-for-gold.html' title='going for gold'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-6644778317293899201</id><published>2009-07-14T15:47:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:54:15.537+02:00</updated><title type='text'>happily ever after</title><summary type='text'>some thoughts from Saving Your Marriage Before It Starts: Seven Questions to Ask Before (and After) You MarryIt is also no accident that some couples are radiant, positive, and happy, while other couples are beaten down, defeated, and anxiety-ridden. Researchers who have searched for the difference between the two groups have come up with all kinds of explanations for marital success (long </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6644778317293899201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/happily-ever-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/6644778317293899201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/6644778317293899201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/happily-ever-after.html' title='happily ever after'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-4780036354771411254</id><published>2009-07-09T21:57:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:15:56.874+02:00</updated><title type='text'>for the singles</title><summary type='text'>
I've decided single gals who exemplify these principles deserve Iron Woman trophies, since mastering them takes the kind of patience and discipline and trust and determination we tend to hope we didn't need to have haha =)

http://intervarsity.org/slj/article/2365

Here is my abridged version:

1. Dating and even marriage may or may not contribute to God’s goal for you. Don’t let dating or the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4780036354771411254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/hearing-his-voice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/4780036354771411254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/4780036354771411254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/hearing-his-voice.html' title='for the singles'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-3508900612919190428</id><published>2009-07-08T14:13:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:39:03.513+02:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a breakup because it's broken</title><summary type='text'>Even for someone in full remission from their last breakup, It's Called a Breakup Because It's Broken by Greg Behrendt is an insightful and encouraging read. Especially if you recognize some of their recommendations as steps you managed to take all by yourself during the "self-esteem crushing, spirit breaking, gut-wrenchingly painful" experience of surviving a breakup.

The book is awesome, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3508900612919190428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-breakup-because-its-broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3508900612919190428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3508900612919190428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-breakup-because-its-broken.html' title='it&apos;s a breakup because it&apos;s broken'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-7602709294467128914</id><published>2009-07-06T21:27:00.041+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:18:50.491+02:00</updated><title type='text'>his right arm embraces me</title><summary type='text'>I was pleasantly surprised to discover that there was a husband site to the-generous-wife.com, appropriately named "the-generous-husband.com" =) After perusing the blog archive, I came across a great post with the sweetest comments from some generous-minded husbands -

http://www.the-generous-husband.com/2009/04/24/a-romantic-act-in-public-is-worth-several-in-private/

The blog also reminded me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7602709294467128914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/his-right-arm-embraces-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7602709294467128914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7602709294467128914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/his-right-arm-embraces-me.html' title='his right arm embraces me'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-3069776002582663632</id><published>2009-07-01T22:29:00.033+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T23:50:27.226+02:00</updated><title type='text'>romance</title><summary type='text'>Myths Men Have About Women (from Husbands and Wives by Kinder and Cowan)

Myth #1: Most women think friendship is the same as romance.

"Rachel, married 16 years, finds that when she tries to get close to Alex, her husband, he immediately thinks she wants to be romantic. 'He knows I do like being romantic, but I also want to be a friend to Alex. He is the one who confuses the two, and doesn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3069776002582663632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/romance-schromance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3069776002582663632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3069776002582663632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/romance-schromance.html' title='romance'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-8435260717145813196</id><published>2009-07-01T12:52:00.031+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:05:16.058+02:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><summary type='text'>The book Husbands and Wives by Melvyn Kinder and Connell Cowan starts off "exploding" 15 common myths about marriage, with numero uno being the pervasive belief that matrimony is the key to making one feel complete and whole. The problems with this mindset are explored a little further in Chapter 8 as well - When Husbands and Wives Become Friends: "Generosity promotes friendship; excessive and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8435260717145813196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8435260717145813196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8435260717145813196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-6737210800489273761</id><published>2009-06-25T21:56:00.017+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:06:06.884+02:00</updated><title type='text'>his needs</title><summary type='text'>The tip of the day from the-generous-wife.com covered a topic I had actually been considering earlier this week. I was trying to guess at some of the not-so-obvious needs a future husband might have, in response to an exhortation from one of my recent reads - that we should assume our spouses think and feel differently than we do, instead of assuming they are on the same wavelength, and would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/6737210800489273761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/his-needs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/6737210800489273761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/6737210800489273761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/his-needs.html' title='his needs'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-7829221692577221836</id><published>2009-06-24T21:57:00.027+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:22:23.202+02:00</updated><title type='text'>beauty</title><summary type='text'>beauty has always been a double-edged sword for me. 10 years ago i wouldn't have gone to the MAILBOX without being fully armored from forehead to chin with makeup, i have to laugh at the horror i would've felt then to discover i had left my makeup purse at home (like i did when i woke up 15 minutes before i needed to leave for work last week). such occassions do provoke moments of wishfulness, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7829221692577221836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/beauty.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7829221692577221836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7829221692577221836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/beauty.html' title='beauty'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-5952877101322952340</id><published>2009-06-23T22:07:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:09:19.392+02:00</updated><title type='text'>his name</title><summary type='text'>it's funny how someone's name in your inbox can evoke an irresistable smile. there's that instant happiness knowing they've gotten in touch, but given time it mysteriously grows from there... some magical charm weaves its way into the very form of the letters and words that make up their name, till your eye treasures that singular combination and can't help but pause and appreciate any instance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5952877101322952340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/his-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5952877101322952340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5952877101322952340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/his-name.html' title='his name'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-7685071709881739551</id><published>2009-06-22T19:13:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:10:09.901+02:00</updated><title type='text'>the janitor</title><summary type='text'>from Girls Gone Mildan interview with Lakita Garthdefinitely makes you think twice!"I'm president and CEO of my own company. All of my employees are men, and you know what? Pretty soon, hopefully, I'm going to have my own little office, maybe a little office building strip mall off somewhere, and I have to hire a janitor... and you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to have some applications </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7685071709881739551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/janitor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7685071709881739551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7685071709881739551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/janitor.html' title='the janitor'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-7357454779670650210</id><published>2009-06-21T18:10:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:11:30.269+02:00</updated><title type='text'>unfailing love</title><summary type='text'>I've been mulling over one of the quotes from Max Lucado's "Just Like Jesus" some more -"Don't confuse God's love with the love of people. The love of people often increases with performance, and decreases with mistakes. Not so with God's love."So true, and really an amazing thing to consider. Like Rashida and her niece in Wendy Shalit's Girls Gone Mild, I've had a few favorite 5 year olds tell </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7357454779670650210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/unfailing-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7357454779670650210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7357454779670650210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/unfailing-love.html' title='unfailing love'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-1803639682013181314</id><published>2009-06-21T08:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:10:38.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'>resolving conflict</title><summary type='text'>guidelines for resolving conflict (www.marriagemissions.com marriage message 48)DISCUSS THE CONFLICT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.  The old proverb, 'time heals all wounds' does not apply to conflicts in marriage. But the modern-day saying, 'timing is everything' does. When an irritating issue is unresolved, it builds emotional distance between you and your spouse. And just like a splinter, the issue gets</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1803639682013181314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/resolving-conflict.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/1803639682013181314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/1803639682013181314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/resolving-conflict.html' title='resolving conflict'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-7780303229717514791</id><published>2009-06-20T16:39:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:12:11.827+02:00</updated><title type='text'>just like Jesus</title><summary type='text'>some takeaways from Just Like Jesus by Max LucadoGod loves you just the way you are, but He refuses to leave you that way.If you think His love for you would be stronger if you faith were, you are wrong. If you think His love for you would be deeper if your thoughts were, wrong again. Don't confuse God's love with the love of people. The love of people often increases with performance, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7780303229717514791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-like-jesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7780303229717514791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/7780303229717514791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-like-jesus.html' title='just like Jesus'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-1612812639183137132</id><published>2009-06-18T21:27:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:48:49.452+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a moment</title><summary type='text'>the thought that it is such an honor to have the responsibility of loving and caring for another person pops into my head all the time. naturally this is usually in the context of husbands and wives, but really the same is true of all our relationships. that we would be trusted with such a commission... worth pondering a moment =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/1612812639183137132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/1612812639183137132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/1612812639183137132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='a moment'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-2513112237335737091</id><published>2009-06-18T20:17:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:12:47.122+02:00</updated><title type='text'>girls gone mild</title><summary type='text'>an excerpt fromGirls Gone MildYoung Women Reclaim Self-Respect and Find It's Not Bad to Be Goodby Wendy Shalitthere is so much more to this book, i highly recommend reading at least chapter 1 here - http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/style/longterm/books/chap1/girlsgonemild.htmFor example, my neice, when she was three, she said, "Oh, Rashida, I love you, I love you, I love you, can I have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/2513112237335737091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls-gone-mild.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/2513112237335737091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/2513112237335737091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls-gone-mild.html' title='girls gone mild'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-3040069097133497642</id><published>2009-06-18T20:07:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T19:59:44.835+02:00</updated><title type='text'>all the days of her life</title><summary type='text'>i was just emailing a wonderful virtuous woman about my thoughts on proverbs 31 and i thought i'd share with everyone else =)

i was looking particularly at the "She will do him good and not evil all the days of HER life" verse. the HER stuck out to me, and i wondered why the psalmist didn't choose to put the word HIS there, i mean once he's dead and gone she doesn't have a husband to do good or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3040069097133497642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-days-of-her-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3040069097133497642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3040069097133497642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-days-of-her-life.html' title='all the days of her life'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-5208793864172268594</id><published>2009-06-18T20:02:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T15:26:13.613+02:00</updated><title type='text'>marriage is not a mistake</title><summary type='text'>my thoughts on "The 7 Best Things Happy Couples Do...plus one" by John and Linda Frieli stopped reading this a little over halfway through. despite the simplicity "7 best things" implies, the authors try to cram too many concepts into the book without clearly progressing from point to point. i also didn't like the quotes the Friels used by a clinician named Salvador Minuchin - "And so you see, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5208793864172268594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/marriage-is-not-mistake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5208793864172268594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5208793864172268594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/marriage-is-not-mistake.html' title='marriage is not a mistake'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-8514017701850781478</id><published>2009-06-18T19:59:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:16:03.922+02:00</updated><title type='text'>date your mate</title><summary type='text'>from "Date Your Mate" by doug fieldsI can think of 10 reasons for not getting out of bed in the morning, and another five for not filling up my car. I can make all the excuses I want to, but eventually the pressures of reality will force me into action. The urgency of life tells me I’d better get out of bed and get fuel in my car. Otherwise I’ll never make it to work, I’ll get myself fired, and I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8514017701850781478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/date-your-mate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8514017701850781478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8514017701850781478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/date-your-mate.html' title='date your mate'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-8726833358635414671</id><published>2009-06-18T19:56:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:50:08.112+02:00</updated><title type='text'>will the REAL you please stand up? a review</title><summary type='text'>Will the REAL You Please Stand Up?: 7 Spiritual Strategies to Help You Discover Your Purpose and Live It with Passion by Fran Harrisan empowering book. a lot of the things fran had to say hit home with me, but i disagreed with some major things too. first, her pluralistic view of God, spirituality, and religion.she seems to make some contradictory statements, first saying how great it was to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8726833358635414671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-real-you-please-stand-up-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8726833358635414671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8726833358635414671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-real-you-please-stand-up-review.html' title='will the REAL you please stand up? a review'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-3368422793807832383</id><published>2009-06-18T19:54:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:54:54.159+02:00</updated><title type='text'>gift ideas</title><summary type='text'>great gift ideas for special occasions or just because!get a map and put stars or hearts or pics of your faces on places you've been or would like to go together. you can wrap your present in a map (or use the same one) and write on the card or tag that they mean the world to you =)buy a mini-dictionary (dollar store) and highlight or circle all the words you can find that remind you of him, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/3368422793807832383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/gift-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3368422793807832383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/3368422793807832383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/gift-ideas.html' title='gift ideas'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-4510504475955710400</id><published>2009-06-18T19:44:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:35:43.178+02:00</updated><title type='text'>for the martians</title><summary type='text'>Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus is a must read =)Here's an excerpt for the Martians, feel free to pass it along to any Martians you feel might benefit by it. Or to your venusian friends who may discover how many things on the list their husbands ARE already doing!A man thinks he scores high with a woman when he does something very big for her. This formula doesn’t work because women keep </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/4510504475955710400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-martians.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/4510504475955710400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/4510504475955710400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-martians.html' title='for the martians'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-8259412147590558382</id><published>2009-06-18T19:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:34:34.649+02:00</updated><title type='text'>for the venusians</title><summary type='text'>more from men are from mars women are from venus =) this one's for the ladies...Primary Love Needs for MenTrustAcceptanceAppreciationAdmirationApprovalEncouragementHow to Score Points with the FellasHe makes a mistake and she doesn't say "I told you so" or offer advice. – 10 to 20 ptsHe disappoints her and she doesn't punish him. – 10 to 20 ptsHe gets lost while driving and she doesn't make a big</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/8259412147590558382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-venusians.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8259412147590558382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/8259412147590558382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-venusians.html' title='for the venusians'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-7017535039952219297</id><published>2009-06-18T19:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:51:24.805+02:00</updated><title type='text'>incompatibility: grounds for a great marriage</title><summary type='text'>take-aways from "incompatibility: grounds for a great marriage" by chuck and barb snyderhes more likely to fix the neighbors faucet because she tells him how talented and wonderful he is and the best he gets out of you is a grumbly its about time. its never too late to start expressing your thanks (whether you feel hes done enough to deserve it or not), it can turn a lazy spouse into a hero.love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/7017535039952219297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082554986378228134.post-5726777838924092516</id><published>2009-06-17T19:33:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:51:43.222+02:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding guests</title><summary type='text'>"what every woman ought to know about love and marriage" by joyce brotherswhen i read this book one of the more philosophical passages really struck me -"A wedding is public business," Lance Morrow wrote in Time. "That is the point of it. The couple is not merely marrying one another. They are joining the enterprise of the human race. They are, at least in part, submitting themselves to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/feeds/5726777838924092516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-guests.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5726777838924092516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082554986378228134/posts/default/5726777838924092516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://generouswivestobe.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-guests.html' title='wedding guests'/><author><name>lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11872642094442675377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jQAV_OwzwS0/SjqW4uNCZbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/veUmRtHVcMI/S220/P1011810cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
