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		<title>By: Doug</title>
		<link>http://boldgrace.com/2009/12/14/ive-always-been-crazy/comment-page-1/#comment-11738</link>
		<dc:creator>Doug</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 21:45:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My daughter called the other night in somewhat of a panic, it seems there was a great battle taking place at her home between her and Rootbeer (my precious grandson).  Rootbeer had decide that he wanted to drink out of the pitcher of juice instead of a sippy cup.  He had escalated his demands into a full blown tantrum, he cries and screams went on and on, my daughter had tried everything from reasoning with him, trying to distract him to putting him in timeout as retreated to the garage and watched him from a cracked open door.  She finally called her mom and in a defeated voice said &quot;what do i do!&quot; Her mother told her to continue doing what your doing, ignore his tantrum, and it will pass.
  My wife after hanging up with a smile on her face told me of the developing battle over the pitcher taking place between my exceptionally intelligent grandson, and my weakening daughter. With a big laugh i said i know how to handle this situation, and proceed to call my daughter with my all knowing wisdom. 
  I told my daughter to explain to Andy why mommy dosent want him to drink out of the pitcher, then fill the pitcher with ice cubes and take him outside in the cold and let him drink from it, when he sis soaking wet and shivering gather him in your arms and give him a warm bath. 
 My daughter chose to take grandmas advice, and thought of what mine would have taught him if she would have taken my advice.  HE WOULD HAVE GOTTEN HIS WAY , AND WOULD HAVE FELT A FAILURE  as he spilled the pitcher on himself, a lesson he will learn enough times on his own without grandpaw helping him to.
 You keep listening to your heart Sarah.... still kinda like my idea a little , lol. 
love pawpa</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My daughter called the other night in somewhat of a panic, it seems there was a great battle taking place at her home between her and Rootbeer (my precious grandson).  Rootbeer had decide that he wanted to drink out of the pitcher of juice instead of a sippy cup.  He had escalated his demands into a full blown tantrum, he cries and screams went on and on, my daughter had tried everything from reasoning with him, trying to distract him to putting him in timeout as retreated to the garage and watched him from a cracked open door.  She finally called her mom and in a defeated voice said &#8220;what do i do!&#8221; Her mother told her to continue doing what your doing, ignore his tantrum, and it will pass.<br />
  My wife after hanging up with a smile on her face told me of the developing battle over the pitcher taking place between my exceptionally intelligent grandson, and my weakening daughter. With a big laugh i said i know how to handle this situation, and proceed to call my daughter with my all knowing wisdom.<br />
  I told my daughter to explain to Andy why mommy dosent want him to drink out of the pitcher, then fill the pitcher with ice cubes and take him outside in the cold and let him drink from it, when he sis soaking wet and shivering gather him in your arms and give him a warm bath.<br />
 My daughter chose to take grandmas advice, and thought of what mine would have taught him if she would have taken my advice.  HE WOULD HAVE GOTTEN HIS WAY , AND WOULD HAVE FELT A FAILURE  as he spilled the pitcher on himself, a lesson he will learn enough times on his own without grandpaw helping him to.<br />
 You keep listening to your heart Sarah&#8230;. still kinda like my idea a little , lol.<br />
love pawpa</p>
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		<title>By: Doug</title>
		<link>http://boldgrace.com/2009/12/14/ive-always-been-crazy/comment-page-1/#comment-11735</link>
		<dc:creator>Doug</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 02:34:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>MC is somewhat of a romantic, but he is ruled by a man that dances in the truth, and by a man that will have the last word that was touched by a heart long before mine...
 &quot;It is well, with my soul&quot;
goodnight friends</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>MC is somewhat of a romantic, but he is ruled by a man that dances in the truth, and by a man that will have the last word that was touched by a heart long before mine&#8230;<br />
 &#8220;It is well, with my soul&#8221;<br />
goodnight friends</p>
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		<title>By: Doug</title>
		<link>http://boldgrace.com/2009/12/14/ive-always-been-crazy/comment-page-1/#comment-11734</link>
		<dc:creator>Doug</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 02:16:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>MC IS BEGGING FOR THE LAST WORD..I&#039;m so tired, but i love him.
 As i watched my Master whimper with uncontrolled tears i sat helpless to console him, i am only a cat, i dont have tears. I can offer my purr, i can warm his lap, but at the end of the night we will both sleep in sadness till he feels his heart again.

i love my beautiful , MC</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>MC IS BEGGING FOR THE LAST WORD..I&#8217;m so tired, but i love him.<br />
 As i watched my Master whimper with uncontrolled tears i sat helpless to console him, i am only a cat, i dont have tears. I can offer my purr, i can warm his lap, but at the end of the night we will both sleep in sadness till he feels his heart again.</p>
<p>i love my beautiful , MC</p>
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		<title>By: Doug</title>
		<link>http://boldgrace.com/2009/12/14/ive-always-been-crazy/comment-page-1/#comment-11733</link>
		<dc:creator>Doug</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 01:50:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>mc is laying over in the corner, licking his paws , glancing up at me every once in a while, thinking I&#039;m to tired to give the last word, and he is close to right, but God said I&#039;m his ruler, and by God i will be.

You must wonder sometimes how i can make fun of all religions, how i can use the lords name in vein, and disrespect any bible written, and still say that i love my God. You must wonder sometimes what would i want to do that for. You must ask yourself am i in fear of GOD punishing me for the way i am? 
 I can tell you i am not in fear of god punishing me, and the reason i am the way i am, is because I&#039;m not all that concerned about the ones that feel they know god and are going to heaven because i already know that also, its the ones that think there unworthy that ill say God damit you are, its the ones that feel lost , that i will say fuck all that you have ever believed, and know your not, and i know that God dont care how many bibles i burn or how many time i use his name in any manner to let one of his children feel his love. What you can know is that when i feel him i am humbled on my knees, and touched by his every word i can feel.
 He dont care how much shit i spread, as long as one seed of his love is grown in the heart of one of his children.
 So next time i offend you, ask yourself are you better then me, cause me and God dont think so.
 
love always</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>mc is laying over in the corner, licking his paws , glancing up at me every once in a while, thinking I&#8217;m to tired to give the last word, and he is close to right, but God said I&#8217;m his ruler, and by God i will be.</p>
<p>You must wonder sometimes how i can make fun of all religions, how i can use the lords name in vein, and disrespect any bible written, and still say that i love my God. You must wonder sometimes what would i want to do that for. You must ask yourself am i in fear of GOD punishing me for the way i am?<br />
 I can tell you i am not in fear of god punishing me, and the reason i am the way i am, is because I&#8217;m not all that concerned about the ones that feel they know god and are going to heaven because i already know that also, its the ones that think there unworthy that ill say God damit you are, its the ones that feel lost , that i will say fuck all that you have ever believed, and know your not, and i know that God dont care how many bibles i burn or how many time i use his name in any manner to let one of his children feel his love. What you can know is that when i feel him i am humbled on my knees, and touched by his every word i can feel.<br />
 He dont care how much shit i spread, as long as one seed of his love is grown in the heart of one of his children.<br />
 So next time i offend you, ask yourself are you better then me, cause me and God dont think so.</p>
<p>love always</p>
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		<title>By: Doug</title>
		<link>http://boldgrace.com/2009/12/14/ive-always-been-crazy/comment-page-1/#comment-11732</link>
		<dc:creator>Doug</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 01:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Mc says: Its better to end your day hungary with pollen in your ears from the wildflowers you slept in, then thorns in your ears from the briars you chased vile varmint&#039;s in.
 I need an encyclopedia for crazy cats
Dam cat</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mc says: Its better to end your day hungary with pollen in your ears from the wildflowers you slept in, then thorns in your ears from the briars you chased vile varmint&#8217;s in.<br />
 I need an encyclopedia for crazy cats<br />
Dam cat</p>
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		<title>By: Doug</title>
		<link>http://boldgrace.com/2009/12/14/ive-always-been-crazy/comment-page-1/#comment-11731</link>
		<dc:creator>Doug</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 00:43:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ive told you guys over and over that i dont understand woman.  I LOVE them but you baffle me. Your beauty soars above all that man can imagine, or understand, and your hearts are blessed from birth with a knowledge that a man can spend a lifetime trying to feel.
 I had dried my eyes hours ago, and as my little baby walked in the door i greeted her with a &quot;how was your day&quot;, and with a one look she said whats wrong with you, and i said i dont know i spent about an hour crying for no reason i understand, and she said (with a 40 caliber gun on her hip) are you going to need a little special therapy tonight, and i said, this mind is strong enough to survive whatever is going on, but i thought as long as you are here. She stripped off that uniform and showed up a few minutes later with some stupid halloween hat, and said with that country girl smile i fell in love with, you wanna talk.
 I may be wrong about this, but God didn&#039;t send his boy to us from the eye of a lizard, he didn&#039;t yank the toe nail from a prophet, or tare the rib out of a disciple, he brought the baby JESUS to use from the womb of a woman, and i think just like every mother has a special closeness to there children, every woman has a special closeness to God.

 Im still crazy after all these years, but my eyes are dry....and im lovin the woman of my life.
love always Doug</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ive told you guys over and over that i dont understand woman.  I LOVE them but you baffle me. Your beauty soars above all that man can imagine, or understand, and your hearts are blessed from birth with a knowledge that a man can spend a lifetime trying to feel.<br />
 I had dried my eyes hours ago, and as my little baby walked in the door i greeted her with a &#8220;how was your day&#8221;, and with a one look she said whats wrong with you, and i said i dont know i spent about an hour crying for no reason i understand, and she said (with a 40 caliber gun on her hip) are you going to need a little special therapy tonight, and i said, this mind is strong enough to survive whatever is going on, but i thought as long as you are here. She stripped off that uniform and showed up a few minutes later with some stupid halloween hat, and said with that country girl smile i fell in love with, you wanna talk.<br />
 I may be wrong about this, but God didn&#8217;t send his boy to us from the eye of a lizard, he didn&#8217;t yank the toe nail from a prophet, or tare the rib out of a disciple, he brought the baby JESUS to use from the womb of a woman, and i think just like every mother has a special closeness to there children, every woman has a special closeness to God.</p>
<p> Im still crazy after all these years, but my eyes are dry&#8230;.and im lovin the woman of my life.<br />
love always Doug</p>
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		<title>By: Doug</title>
		<link>http://boldgrace.com/2009/12/14/ive-always-been-crazy/comment-page-1/#comment-11729</link>
		<dc:creator>Doug</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 22:38:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I had a sweet cousin of mine who is struggling with her own pain tell me that tears are how we wash away the pain. She told me how she cries for no reason, and they cant be controlled.  A PAIN I KNOW SO WELL.
 I haven&#039;t cried in a while.  I have told my BGs, and those here that i wouldn&#039;t insult the ones i cry for with my tears. I said i would no longer be part of there pain, and i would only be part of them feeling the lives of the ones they miss, but as i sit here tonight my glasses are stained with my tears, my shoulders wont stop shaking , and my heart is bleeding as i slobber in uncontrolled pain, my heart wants me to dance, but my mind wont let me.. if tears can wash away the pain then my shirt is soaked in pain.
Doug</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a sweet cousin of mine who is struggling with her own pain tell me that tears are how we wash away the pain. She told me how she cries for no reason, and they cant be controlled.  A PAIN I KNOW SO WELL.<br />
 I haven&#8217;t cried in a while.  I have told my BGs, and those here that i wouldn&#8217;t insult the ones i cry for with my tears. I said i would no longer be part of there pain, and i would only be part of them feeling the lives of the ones they miss, but as i sit here tonight my glasses are stained with my tears, my shoulders wont stop shaking , and my heart is bleeding as i slobber in uncontrolled pain, my heart wants me to dance, but my mind wont let me.. if tears can wash away the pain then my shirt is soaked in pain.<br />
Doug</p>
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		<title>By: Doug</title>
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		<dc:creator>Doug</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 05:57:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>fUCK THAT CAT
Goodight friends</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>fUCK THAT CAT<br />
Goodight friends</p>
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		<title>By: Doug</title>
		<link>http://boldgrace.com/2009/12/14/ive-always-been-crazy/comment-page-1/#comment-11719</link>
		<dc:creator>Doug</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 05:56:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>MC SAYS: I have wrestled Willey mices, ive dodged vicious coyotes, i have climbed trees beyond a dogs bit, i have laid in the lap of love, and i still only trust my heart.

omg that cat could confuse the pope..
dAM CAT</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>MC SAYS: I have wrestled Willey mices, ive dodged vicious coyotes, i have climbed trees beyond a dogs bit, i have laid in the lap of love, and i still only trust my heart.</p>
<p>omg that cat could confuse the pope..<br />
dAM CAT</p>
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		<title>By: Doug</title>
		<link>http://boldgrace.com/2009/12/14/ive-always-been-crazy/comment-page-1/#comment-11718</link>
		<dc:creator>Doug</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 05:34:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>my really last thought will be on Christmas, and the truth of the birth of christ. I  mean come on, in  today&#039;s world what would we call him, he was born without a father by a mother who said holly crap how did that happen, humm , dose Bastard come to mind?
  How righteous are we every day in our lives to think that because we got a mother and a father that we are special in some way? The slang for a bastard is a despicable, useless , dislike able, vicious, being.
  We tend to forget as we call others a bastards that our savior had a mother and a father just like every one of us, and his dad was a bigger bad ass then any of us, so be carefull next time u use that word.

merry Christmas</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>my really last thought will be on Christmas, and the truth of the birth of christ. I  mean come on, in  today&#8217;s world what would we call him, he was born without a father by a mother who said holly crap how did that happen, humm , dose Bastard come to mind?<br />
  How righteous are we every day in our lives to think that because we got a mother and a father that we are special in some way? The slang for a bastard is a despicable, useless , dislike able, vicious, being.<br />
  We tend to forget as we call others a bastards that our savior had a mother and a father just like every one of us, and his dad was a bigger bad ass then any of us, so be carefull next time u use that word.</p>
<p>merry Christmas</p>
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