<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21576314</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 21 Feb 2009 07:48:07 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>It's all about me!</title><description></description><link>http://justwife.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lesik)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21576314.post-113895501326426361</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2006 08:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-02-03T00:23:33.273-08:00</atom:updated><title>Unfaithfulness…Why?</title><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Is there the answer on this question? You told me that sexual desire is a great power and if you will spend a night with someone it nothing. It’s nothing but the sex. I hardly can believe the sex without love exists… You told me people like an animals, sex is a part of our life…It’s really difficult to understand for me!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;On the other hand, I have heard your opinion about mental unfaithfulness. It’s more offensive for you than sexual one. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I think it will be impossible for me to share your life position. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Love is everything for me…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21576314-113895501326426361?l=justwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justwife.blogspot.com/2006/02/unfaithfulnesswhy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lesik)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21576314.post-113870076453706045</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2006 09:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-01-31T01:46:04.543-08:00</atom:updated><title>Try walking in my shoes...</title><description>&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;How do you think is it possible to feel someone's pain or joy the same way as that person feel?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I want to feel it someday to understand you. We have different views on this world. We talking about one apple but you tell me it’s yellow and I think its red…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I have no any ideas how to learn this science and how to understand you, my dear…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;I will never enter your world without the key. Will you give it to me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21576314-113870076453706045?l=justwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justwife.blogspot.com/2006/01/try-walking-in-my-shoes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lesik)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21576314.post-113836077853279929</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2006 11:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-01-27T03:22:03.173-08:00</atom:updated><title>Where is love?</title><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;What does it mean : to be a good wife?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-US"&gt;Do you know why all brides wearing the white dress in the wedding day? I will answer you : it’s the standard color of all home appliances.  It’s a joke, of course, but sometimes I feel myself as a vacuum cleaner, washing machine and iron in one package. Where is love and joy of the conjugal life once promised to me? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21576314-113836077853279929?l=justwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justwife.blogspot.com/2006/01/where-is-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lesik)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21576314.post-113835546567178954</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2006 09:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-01-27T01:57:17.830-08:00</atom:updated><title>I just want to say:  Hello World!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7069/2183/1600/new-yearLesya2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7069/2183/320/new-yearLesya2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the beginning of my personal blog and I would like to say hello.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21576314-113835546567178954?l=justwife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justwife.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-just-want-to-say-hello-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lesik)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>