<?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-5541875929025905592</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:27:37.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindless Chatter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541875929025905592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>laynamccorkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161381043393804795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GxYtJDPBT4A/SwxpjbhfNvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IfiMTEkN61U/S220/DSC00388.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541875929025905592.post-1641396629740465317</id><published>2010-03-15T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:59:41.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Mindless......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wish that I had clever things to say and clever ways to say it. But I don't.....and I know that people don't even miss the fact that I haven't blogged in a long time. And that doesn't really hurt my feelings !!! LOL !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If you want clever and meaningful and witty, you need to read Stanford and Juliane's blogs. They are just SO good. Their blogspots are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Stanford - stan-mccorkle.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Juliane - julianemccorkle.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had the wonderful experience of going to China from December 28 through January 8th. I was going to do a daily blog about our trip but I am not going to put you through that. We got to do just what we wanted.....we went to class with them and met their "kids", we ate at some of their favorite places (and street food was WONDERFUL!), they shared special family times with us, we got to go to one of their extra English classes at a coffee shop on campus, they showed us some of the sights in Hangzhou and Shanghai.......we just had a great time learning about their daily life in China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We got to be with some of the other "foreigners" that are also teaching in universities in other places. It was good to hear about their experiences as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All of them are learning so much, growing so much and glorifying the One who deserves the glory. They are an inspiration to be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now Stanford and Juliane are having to make a decision about whether or not to go back for a second year. They have to let the university know by the 19th of March. Please be mindful of them over the next week. Also be mindful of the others that are also having to make the same decisions.They have such love and compassion for the Chinese people and they have SO much to offer them. I am just so proud of them already. And whatever they decide I will be proud of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks for reading this mindless chatter......again, I urge you to read Stanford and Juliane's blogs......theirs isn't mindless ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Much love to you all ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Layna, "Dazed and Confused"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541875929025905592-1641396629740465317?l=laynamccorkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1641396629740465317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-mindless_15.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541875929025905592/posts/default/1641396629740465317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541875929025905592/posts/default/1641396629740465317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-mindless_15.html' title='Still Mindless......'/><author><name>laynamccorkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161381043393804795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GxYtJDPBT4A/SwxpjbhfNvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IfiMTEkN61U/S220/DSC00388.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541875929025905592.post-1409821791138497391</id><published>2009-12-21T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T08:04:33.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Disappointment ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I USED TO LOVE SNOW.......I NOW HATE SNOW ! ! ! IT IS NO LONGER MY FRIEND ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;We were supposed to leave for China yesterday morning. The weather in the northeast did NOT co-operate at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday night we were on the phone, well on hold, for 2 hours with Continential Airlines trying to find out our dilemma. And the poor man didn't have any good news for me at all. So, he advised going to the airport at 4 a.m. to see what could be worked out. So Wilson and Jasmine were at our house at 3-ish to take us. We unloaded all our luggage just like we were going to get on the plane. She didn't have good news either. Both had to deal with MAJOR tears from me......not joking with the MAJOR ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Good news is.....we still get to go !!!! We just had to talk to our bosses and make sure we could get off. My boss told me it just gives me an extra to practice the squatty potty pose.....she is SO funny!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;By the way, that is my only fear in going to China ..... using a squatty potty. I know, that is not a visual that you want to get in your mind. But when you have knees that DON'T "squatty", there is a definite problem.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I have had several suggestions from friends, Depends being one of those suggestions (such good friends I have, so funny they are).....don't think I am ready for those just yet. Carrying around a big bucket was another one. But Stanford and Juliane said we would be walking 30 minutes to most places. I don't think I want to carry a bucket into the establishments in China. Oh well, it will all work out ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I just want to get there. I want to see my China family and my China "family", I want to live Stanford and Juliane's life while we are there, walk the steps they walk ("Walk A Mile In My Shoes"), go to their classes, meet their "kids", and get enough hugs to last me until the next time I see them ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;So, still crying, but with a new hope of getting there, eventually......just delayed, NOT cancelled ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I wish for everyone a very Merry Christmas and a very Happy New year ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you all...........Layna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541875929025905592-1409821791138497391?l=laynamccorkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1409821791138497391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-disappointment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541875929025905592/posts/default/1409821791138497391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541875929025905592/posts/default/1409821791138497391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-disappointment.html' title='What A Disappointment ! ! !'/><author><name>laynamccorkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161381043393804795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GxYtJDPBT4A/SwxpjbhfNvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IfiMTEkN61U/S220/DSC00388.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541875929025905592.post-7994113891112324227</id><published>2009-12-01T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:40:16.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, here I go again with mindless chatter...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY DECEMBER 2009 ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love family traditions. Some of my greatest memories growing up have to do with the traditions that my Mom and Dad created for us girls. A lot of those traditions have to do with the holidays, which are coming up (or already been!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My Dad was as good of a worker in the kitchen as my Mom was. So, big family meals during the holidays were a joint effort. Each one of us had jobs to do and we always had fun doing them.....OR Libby and I fought like cats and dogs doing them.....depended on our moods. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;My Dad always cooked Christmas cookies. He would cook 6 to 8 different kinds of cookies.....chocolate chip, peanut butter, snickerdoodles, fruitcake cookies, pheffernissels (not anywhere near spelled correctly!), date cookies, orange balls, wedding cookies, and many others I cannot spell. (He was part German.) He baked them ahead of time, stored them in huge tins in the basement and threatened us within an inch of our lives if we tried to sneak any of them before it was time to put them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Mama always made the mixture of cereals, pretzels, nuts and whatever else with spices and sauces. There was a special dish that she always used to serve it in every Christmas. It was as if it was bottomless (like the kleenexes in a motel that come out of wall) because she would always keep some mixture in it for everyone to enjoy. She wasn't selfish with her mixture like Daddy was with his cookies. LOL! BUT, the pretzels would always disappear first because Sandra would eat them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;A favorite time for me was when we decorated the Christmas tree. Either Daddy or Libby would play Christmas carols on the piano (my Dad's favorite was 'Silent Night') while the rest of us decorated the tree. We always hung icycles on the tree and they HAD to be put on individually and NOT in clumps. I am sure that the reason I am so OCD about decorating the tree due to how my Mom was about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway.....it is a special memory for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The boys always enjoyed decorating the tree, too. They would get so excited at Christmas time. We lived in Denver when they were growing up. So, we always went to Tennessee for Christmas. Santa would deliver their presents to Nanee and Papa's house instead of our house in Denver. Daddy always read "T'was the Night Before Christmas" on Christmas Eve to all the grandkids. After they all went to bed, they would hear the bells ring from Santa's sleigh. I hope that they have special memories in their hearts of traditions we had when they were little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, with an empty nest, I have to resort back to those wonderful memories when I am decorating for Christmas. It is a bitter/sweet time for me. I get pretty sappy.....I know, what's new? (Danny says my kidneys are behind my eyeballs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you haven't created holiday traditions with your family, start now. It isn't too late. It will mean so much to you and your children as you both grow older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wish a wonderful Christmas season filled with old and new memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you all ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Layna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Labels: Family Traditions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541875929025905592-7994113891112324227?l=laynamccorkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7994113891112324227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-here-i-go-again-with-mindless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541875929025905592/posts/default/7994113891112324227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541875929025905592/posts/default/7994113891112324227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/2009/12/well-here-i-go-again-with-mindless.html' title=''/><author><name>laynamccorkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161381043393804795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GxYtJDPBT4A/SwxpjbhfNvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IfiMTEkN61U/S220/DSC00388.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541875929025905592.post-4826776885274411362</id><published>2009-11-24T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:56:29.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of Persuasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I am &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; a writer by any means. But my son, Stanford and his wife Juliane have convinced me I need to have a blog. As technology challenged as I am, this ought to be interesting ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;I lack the creativity that I have seen and read in others' blogs. I have &lt;strong&gt;NO IDEA&lt;/strong&gt; how to get pictures on this thing. I am not even sure that these words will be where anyone can read them. This beginning blog will be VERY brief due to those facts. I just want to see if anything actually goes on the blogspot site.&lt;br /&gt;So, thus the name of my blog......MINDLESS CHATTER......I hold true to that on my first attempt.&lt;br /&gt;Take care and hopefully I will do better with experience.&lt;br /&gt;Layna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541875929025905592-4826776885274411362?l=laynamccorkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4826776885274411362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/2009/11/power-of-persuasion.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541875929025905592/posts/default/4826776885274411362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541875929025905592/posts/default/4826776885274411362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laynamccorkle.blogspot.com/2009/11/power-of-persuasion.html' title='Power of Persuasion'/><author><name>laynamccorkle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161381043393804795</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GxYtJDPBT4A/SwxpjbhfNvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IfiMTEkN61U/S220/DSC00388.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
