<?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-1905751111208259982</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:44:52.472-05:00</updated><category term='activity obesity'/><category term='cheap'/><category term='space nk'/><category term='holiday gifts'/><category term='homemade'/><category term='beauty department'/><title type='text'>revelations in reality</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;i&gt;flashes of happiness i find in daily occurrences, people, places and products.&lt;/i&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revealreal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1905751111208259982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revealreal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the searching somebody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SIrIWAz8YFI/AAAAAAAAADo/VOYcnoNgAQw/S220/2008-04-27-somebodyreal.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-1905751111208259982.post-445395604053530812</id><published>2008-11-15T01:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:49:05.229-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space nk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty department'/><title type='text'>indie in corporate beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SR5w1tsS6kI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zdww53oPxss/s1600-h/space.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 62px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SR5w1tsS6kI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zdww53oPxss/s320/space.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268772682170821186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;space nk finds its space in bloomingdales - finally corporate is listening to the little people!  space nk, great for introducing uniquely fresh brands sheds some much needed light on what seemed to be grandma's stomping ground.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1905751111208259982-445395604053530812?l=revealreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://la.racked.com/archives/2008/11/05/bloomingdales_beautified_by_space_nk_from_newport_beach_to_sherman_oaks.php' title='indie in corporate beauty'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revealreal.blogspot.com/feeds/445395604053530812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1905751111208259982&amp;postID=445395604053530812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1905751111208259982/posts/default/445395604053530812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1905751111208259982/posts/default/445395604053530812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revealreal.blogspot.com/2008/11/indie-in-corporate-beauty.html' title='indie in corporate beauty'/><author><name>the searching somebody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SIrIWAz8YFI/AAAAAAAAADo/VOYcnoNgAQw/S220/2008-04-27-somebodyreal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SR5w1tsS6kI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zdww53oPxss/s72-c/space.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1905751111208259982.post-36838813234166197</id><published>2008-11-15T00:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:38:54.501-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homemade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday gifts'/><title type='text'>almost homemade but definitely custom xmas gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SR5tnWcJ2pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4KKpyKgUKbE/s1600-h/mooprocess.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 86px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SR5tnWcJ2pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4KKpyKgUKbE/s320/mooprocess.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268769136876051090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the return of the love note.  instead of handwriting i have opted to type 100 personal minicards for my honey using moo.com for $19.99.  moo.com is a quaint little brit site that lets you create bcards, gift cards and mini cards.  why i'm obsessed with everything mini, not sure, but i am and this definitely satiated my urge for stationery and miniatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition to the minicards, they have mini card holders - what's not to love.  merry little xmas early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1905751111208259982-36838813234166197?l=revealreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.moo.com/products/text_minicards.php' title='almost homemade but definitely custom xmas gift'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revealreal.blogspot.com/feeds/36838813234166197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1905751111208259982&amp;postID=36838813234166197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1905751111208259982/posts/default/36838813234166197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1905751111208259982/posts/default/36838813234166197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revealreal.blogspot.com/2008/11/almost-homemade-but-definitely-custom.html' title='almost homemade but definitely custom xmas gift'/><author><name>the searching somebody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SIrIWAz8YFI/AAAAAAAAADo/VOYcnoNgAQw/S220/2008-04-27-somebodyreal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SR5tnWcJ2pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4KKpyKgUKbE/s72-c/mooprocess.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1905751111208259982.post-8592927506980904925</id><published>2008-02-29T01:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T01:28:41.206-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='activity obesity'/><title type='text'>just when life slows down i have to take on more</title><content type='html'>a promotion, an assistant (well, at least until today - 3 weeks later, it just wasn't working out), and now a yoga class - me teaching to 7th graders, i'm just hoping that at least a few of them are shorter than me, but i guess we'll have to see in this day of steroid-pumped foods.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life was almost starting to get into a relaxing pattern and then wham, there i go again, add more stuff to my plate - i think i am suffering from activity obesity which often results in self-inflicted stressful situations.  but i am attempting a new approach in which i am aware of my choices and that i control how i feel about things - so if there is something negative happening my attempt is to turn it into something positive.  let's just call it operation 'under the leaf;' as i try to find the brighter side of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1905751111208259982-8592927506980904925?l=revealreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revealreal.blogspot.com/feeds/8592927506980904925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1905751111208259982&amp;postID=8592927506980904925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1905751111208259982/posts/default/8592927506980904925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1905751111208259982/posts/default/8592927506980904925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revealreal.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-when-life-slows-down-i-have-to.html' title='just when life slows down i have to take on more'/><author><name>the searching somebody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SIrIWAz8YFI/AAAAAAAAADo/VOYcnoNgAQw/S220/2008-04-27-somebodyreal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1905751111208259982.post-7673140017807277179</id><published>2007-12-02T05:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T05:52:53.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>living alone</title><content type='html'>i have always been very independent, but have always had a roommate for financial reasons and now because of love.  i have never really lived alone, but two months of every year i come pretty close to it.  for the past three years, my boyfriend leaves for tour for the months of november and december.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have found that i go through the same cycle of emotions.  before he leaves, i gear up on extra-curricular activities to keep myself busy.  for example, this year i took an additional yoga teacher training course on monday nights, taught a kids' yoga class on thursday mornings, and then on fridays a speech class after work.  for the first few days i feel rather sad and don't really go anywhere else besides my obligated places (i.e. work, classes).  then i create some ambitious goals for myself.  this year it was a 5-day cleanse, learning to meditate and  going to the gym.  i am actually proud to say that i have achieved most of the initial parts of my goals - however keeping up with the meditating and gym has been less consistent than i would like.   now i am back to the point where i feel lonely, unmotivated to clean my apartment and yet find myself touching on insomnia-esque sleep patterns (hence this blog at 5:30am on a sunday morning).  i do hang out with my friends, but often cut it short or make up lame excuses to not go at the last minute and i am not sure why.  instead i find myself zoning out watching tv and 'window' shopping online.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this time of year allows me to gain perspective - i look back on my relationship, remember what i love about it and also how i think i need to change to make it even better.  i look at my job, go back and forth about if this is what i really want to do or if i should just quit and focus on yoga - and then i usually come to the conclusion that i love it and can do both as long as i prioritize what is important to me.  so maybe loneliness is not such a bad thing after all...i think from now on i will refer to it as alone time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1905751111208259982-7673140017807277179?l=revealreal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revealreal.blogspot.com/feeds/7673140017807277179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1905751111208259982&amp;postID=7673140017807277179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1905751111208259982/posts/default/7673140017807277179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1905751111208259982/posts/default/7673140017807277179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revealreal.blogspot.com/2007/12/living-alone.html' title='living alone'/><author><name>the searching somebody</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KlitoQCFx30/SIrIWAz8YFI/AAAAAAAAADo/VOYcnoNgAQw/S220/2008-04-27-somebodyreal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
