<?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-7523792440384568813</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:29:22.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambition, Motivation &amp; Determination presents Black Butterfli The Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Where the Transformation of YOUR Spirit Matters Most!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-3094282314753069308</id><published>2010-05-20T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:53:01.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The ONE That Got Away...</title><summary type='text'>As I reflect on this year and ALL it has brought me I find myself feeling out of sorts. Yea, sure it's brought me a lot of good. But, it has had it down sides as well.


For instance, I've lost 2 aunts this year and I have yet to process this experience. My mother's health seems to worsen and SURELY I can't process exactly how to deal with that. The thought of me living without her is dreadfully </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3094282314753069308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-that-got-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/3094282314753069308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/3094282314753069308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-that-got-away.html' title='The ONE That Got Away...'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-1646516779671146054</id><published>2010-02-15T00:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T00:05:36.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings of An Ex Valentines Day Sulker!</title><summary type='text'>

So today has been beautiful. Love is in the air. And even though I'm not in a relationship I still feel the love on Valentines Day. God's love and grace is all around me. For that I'm grateful.

Normally, I'd be sitting around moping because I'm not in a relationship but not today. Today was beautiful. God gave me rest, peace of mind and plenty of /family/friends who love me unconditionally. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1646516779671146054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/ramblings-of-ex-valentines-day-sulker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/1646516779671146054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/1646516779671146054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2010/02/ramblings-of-ex-valentines-day-sulker.html' title='Ramblings of An Ex Valentines Day Sulker!'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/S3jWDLLynMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4PHMGG9HPJ0/s72-c/Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-1991037382412925808</id><published>2009-09-20T23:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:08:38.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I asked God "Am I Just that BAD?" and he replied "No. You're Just that GOOD!"</title><summary type='text'>So, I just sat down and talked with God and he gave me a profound statement. I asked him if I was going through the storm because of something I'd done wrong. I wanted to know if I'd simply been so bad that I'd once again have to endure such a large mountain to climb. 

At first, I really second guessed myself and thought these questions to be a clear observation of where I am in my life but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1991037382412925808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-asked-god-am-i-just-that-bad-and-he.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/1991037382412925808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/1991037382412925808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-asked-god-am-i-just-that-bad-and-he.html' title='I asked God &quot;Am I Just that BAD?&quot; and he replied &quot;No. You&apos;re Just that GOOD!&quot;'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-2712419902571787509</id><published>2009-09-01T22:09:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T04:42:42.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>By Your Side- Inspired by Sade</title><summary type='text'>


I was listening to a song by Sade the other day.  You may remember the song, it's called "By Your Side".

Now, I know some of you are wondering what Sade has to do with inspiration and God but to me this song is more spiritual that you may think at first listen or first glance. 

I'm posting the lyrics just so you can see how I make the connection:

"You think I'd leave your side baby? 
You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2712419902571787509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/by-your-side-inspired-by-sade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/2712419902571787509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/2712419902571787509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/by-your-side-inspired-by-sade.html' title='By Your Side- Inspired by Sade'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/Sp8iswbn29I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ciyBlnIPTL0/s72-c/mountains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-8344800978977162952</id><published>2009-08-29T01:53:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:13:29.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Push! The Birth of a Spiritual Dream.</title><summary type='text'>


Sweat beads on my brow

My muscles ache

So much weight around me I feel as if I'll break

I want to push but it's not quite time

I just want it to be over so I can get on with my life

Get back to the way things used to be

But the truth is, after this, I may never see "me" again

Or at least not the "old" me 

Cause after this I'll change

Only thing that will be the same is my name

It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8344800978977162952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/labor-pains.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/8344800978977162952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/8344800978977162952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/labor-pains.html' title='Push! The Birth of a Spiritual Dream.'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/Sp8mQahB39I/AAAAAAAAAGk/-lOxE7UpKDA/s72-c/dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-422288411098144312</id><published>2009-08-29T01:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:26:59.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Already strong</title><summary type='text'>

Maybe just maybe I can chip away 
At this mountain that stands before me
Maybe I can chisel one inch at a time
Maybe it's not so hard 
Maybe it's all in my mind

Or perhaps I could climb up 
And reach it's peak
Looking down at the mass that stands beneath my feet
Maybe just maybe all things are possible for those who love God
Maybe me believing that makes me odd

Or perhaps odd is what I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/422288411098144312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/already-strong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/422288411098144312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/422288411098144312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/already-strong.html' title='Already strong'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/Spi7grHj_kI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pcZmnhNhExE/s72-c/weights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-24533828192755098</id><published>2009-08-26T20:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:11:47.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Law of Attraction</title><summary type='text'>

Many of us aren’t living in a state of satisfaction.
Allow me to explain to you the law of attraction.
You see, we are like magnets. 
And the things that cling to us,
Are all of the things that mirror the deepest parts of us.
What you get out of life,
Is a reflection of something deep inside.
It has everything to do with how much of you’ve applied.
Everyone is born with gifts and talents from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/24533828192755098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/law-of-attraction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/24533828192755098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/24533828192755098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/law-of-attraction.html' title='The Law of Attraction'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/Sp8l2KUWrPI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Fx3yG5FCSK4/s72-c/magnet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-8677392404645331244</id><published>2009-08-26T20:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:32:11.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three A.M. (Letter to God)</title><summary type='text'>

Three A.M. and I can’t sleep. Wanna drift off but somethin’s botherin me. Can’t quite put my finger on it.But man it’s strange. How just this morning I had peace. But now that’s changed. Wish I could just hear what God is tryin’ to say. Get a message from him and just be on my way.There’s a lesson that He wants to teach.

Tryin’ to grasp at it but it’s so out of reach. Feelin’ the pressure of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8677392404645331244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-am-letter-to-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/8677392404645331244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/8677392404645331244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-am-letter-to-god.html' title='Three A.M. (Letter to God)'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SpXOoyjvW3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/7ohVrLcoQw8/s72-c/jumbo-twin-bell-alarm-clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-2276657784629088768</id><published>2009-08-25T18:14:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:12:47.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eye of the Tiger</title><summary type='text'>

Lately, I've feel like giving up! Enough with all the hopes and dreams. I've feel as if I don't have one single ounce of "fight" left in my bones. 

Now don't get me wrong I know this blog is meant to encourage and not discourage but I have to be honest. I feel like throwing in the towel.

Normally, I'd keep thoughts like these to myself but I feel like it's okay to share.

So, for starters I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2276657784629088768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/eye-of-tiger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/2276657784629088768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/2276657784629088768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/eye-of-tiger.html' title='The Eye of the Tiger'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SpRgeWhPFlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/LJhZtEKC80M/s72-c/tiger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-4502402767435303817</id><published>2009-08-24T20:04:00.040-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:18:03.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformation of The Spirit</title><summary type='text'>Ever wonder about the process that a butterfly must go through to become a butterfly? Well I have wondered time and time again. And each time I think about it, it amazes me.I mean think about it, they start out as eggs. Hmm, so do we, nothing so great about that. Then they become caterpillers, nothing so grand about them either.  After that, they get to hide in a cocoon...whoa Nelly! How's that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4502402767435303817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-obsession-with-butterflies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/4502402767435303817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/4502402767435303817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-obsession-with-butterflies.html' title='Transformation of The Spirit'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SpMrVHxHZRI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7r1csbbdeLo/s72-c/butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-227031229310851651</id><published>2009-08-23T15:02:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:49:51.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Do! But Then Again Maybe I Don't?!</title><summary type='text'>



I've been thinking about marriage these days. Trying to figure it all out. Like for instance. The vows that we take, you know..."For better or worse, rich or poor" blah blah blah.

Now, don't get me wrong it's my desire to marry when I feel the time and person is right but not a second before.

The thing that confuses me is whether or not the idea of what marriage is supposed to be is really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/227031229310851651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-do-but-then-again-maybe-i-dont.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/227031229310851651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/227031229310851651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-do-but-then-again-maybe-i-dont.html' title='I Do! But Then Again Maybe I Don&apos;t?!'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SpGdwWhxnpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bHTSDXonMj8/s72-c/wedding-rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-131670153413419895</id><published>2009-08-20T01:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:47:02.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ms. Magoo"</title><summary type='text'>Just for kicks I decided to post a story and give everyone a laugh at someone else's expense. My mother’s. Who during the time of this incident was affectionately referred to as "Ms. Magoo".So here goes...."Picture this, Sicily 1902...." Lol!No really, picture this, 1989 and my mother owned a blue two toned 1978 Dodge Omni hatch back decked out with the luggage rack and all. Needless to say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/131670153413419895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/ms-magoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/131670153413419895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/131670153413419895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/ms-magoo.html' title='&quot;Ms. Magoo&quot;'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SozjT1uWhzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/I5Q8wb3wz3E/s72-c/old-lady-driving.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-5774947472440642415</id><published>2009-08-18T00:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:01:58.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Back in the Daze When I was Young I'm Not a Kid Anymore But Some Daze I Sit and Wish I Was Kid Again..."</title><summary type='text'>


My o my...that was the song! I used to listen to it as a teenager and loved it then. But now, that I've actually been thru some things! It takes on a whole new meaning. Lol.

You see, I grew up in Middletown, Ohio. Right on the corner of 14th and Main. Our house sat right on the river. There was a park less thank 30 seconds away. All of the cousins and friends you can imagine within earshot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5774947472440642415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-in-daze-when-i-was-young-im-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/5774947472440642415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/5774947472440642415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-in-daze-when-i-was-young-im-not.html' title='&quot;Back in the Daze When I was Young I&apos;m Not a Kid Anymore But Some Daze I Sit and Wish I Was Kid Again...&quot;'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/Soo46e3XkTI/AAAAAAAAADs/60b8oYwuVMw/s72-c/BIKE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-1200612107257160792</id><published>2009-08-11T18:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T18:46:05.849-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Thought I'd Share</title><summary type='text'>My friend reminded me of a poem that I've always admired. Somehow it just fit the mood of the last entry. It's inspired me and maybe it will do the same for you...Our Deepest FearOur deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us.We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,gorgeous, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1200612107257160792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-deepest-fear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/1200612107257160792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/1200612107257160792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-deepest-fear.html' title='Just Thought I&apos;d Share'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-386869327501759261</id><published>2009-08-10T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:55:06.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Gifts of All</title><summary type='text'>When was the last time you took inventory of all the gifts you've accumulated over the years? Some of us are great at keeping up with the "things" people give us to show how much we mean to them. Others, not so much.The gifts we hold closest to our hearts are those that show the most thought that was put into selecting these gifts for us.What I mean by this is...if someone knows you love to write</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/386869327501759261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/greatest-gifts-of-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/386869327501759261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/386869327501759261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/greatest-gifts-of-all.html' title='The Greatest Gifts of All'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/Soo6NQu_BOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/36LfdKizXVU/s72-c/gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-83492033672241735</id><published>2009-08-10T09:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:42:27.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident or on Purpose?</title><summary type='text'>


Recently, I had to ask myself a question. Am I living by accident or am I living on purpose?

Tough question to ask but easy to answer. Somehow I've managed to accidently live my purpose! Lol.

You see, what I mean is. Somehow, by the grace of God. I'd been living my purpose all along. Now don't get me wrong. It's not quite to the magnitude in which I know He has for me. But yet in still, I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/83492033672241735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/accident-or-on-purpose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/83492033672241735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/83492033672241735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/accident-or-on-purpose.html' title='Accident or on Purpose?'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/Soo7jPeaqAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/dnU84n63pi8/s72-c/Lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-303062253939391465</id><published>2009-08-09T22:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:49:33.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>After Winter Must Come Spring</title><summary type='text'>


So it's the beginning of August. Summer vacation is winding down. The kids are going back to school and it's officially the 3rd season of my entrepreneurship. How's it going so far you ask? Well to be honest, it sucks!

I've went from A.M.D Tees to starting my own Marketing Company to Freelancing for a Marketing Firm for extra income. 

And to be honest. All 3 ventures haven't paid a bill yet!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/303062253939391465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-winter-must-come-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/303062253939391465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/303062253939391465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/after-winter-must-come-spring.html' title='After Winter Must Come Spring'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/Soo6sHQ0fOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/2W29jXdMsl4/s72-c/seasons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-8969651782772137921</id><published>2009-03-10T16:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:09:08.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Smileys!</title><summary type='text'>

They say the best things in life are free and I truly believe that. My son came home from school today with 12 smileys on his daily report. For us that's a big deal. And for it to have happened 2 days in a row is an even bigger deal!


He's got a few difficulties he faces and for him to have a perfect day speaks volumes. Just when my day was full of frustration a "smiley" turned it all around.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8969651782772137921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/12-smileys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/8969651782772137921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/8969651782772137921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/12-smileys.html' title='12 Smileys!'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SpWWTRFPoiI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LgENcj-SCMo/s72-c/smiley+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7523792440384568813.post-741123396363315316</id><published>2009-03-09T16:12:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T16:13:46.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas!</title><summary type='text'>My tee shirt line is finally ready.
Well almost. :-) finishing the site now. I'm so excited. THIS IS TRULY A DREAM COME TRUE. This venture has been 5 years in the making. Now 250 designs later I'm finally making it happen. Thank God!

I'm excited to share them with you all. I can't wait til the sites finished. I have shirts for kids, women, and men. My collection is call "The Shirt off Ma Back" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/feeds/741123396363315316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/alas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/741123396363315316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7523792440384568813/posts/default/741123396363315316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amdtheblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/alas.html' title='Alas!'/><author><name>RaShaunda Fuller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17882810505624612203</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vSUGiQnQ4Zo/SbRYM37vIkI/AAAAAAAAAAg/l3sffUJ-bdQ/S220/Closeup.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
