<?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-12081798</id><updated>2011-10-25T03:44:59.353-05:00</updated><category term='Chris'/><category term='Johnny'/><category term='Mike'/><category term='Eric - Miles Station'/><category term='Jerry'/><category term='Lori'/><title type='text'>Independent Country Music Artist</title><subtitle type='html'>Lori Franke is not your typical grassroots country singer. Born and raised in Calhoun County, Illinois, this former Marine and mother of three has been singing nearly her whole life.  This country singer with an acute sense of style and tenacity for entertaining is ready to set the country music scene on its ear with her unique sound and diverse appeal.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-5678580544617038323</id><published>2009-07-12T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:40:16.310-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mike'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eric - Miles Station'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lori'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny'/><title type='text'>Miles Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/SlqsIG2ebEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/u9JWJURIgd0/s1600-h/MilesStation+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/SlqsIG2ebEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/u9JWJURIgd0/s320/MilesStation+(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357783961988656194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-5678580544617038323?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/5678580544617038323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=5678580544617038323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/5678580544617038323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/5678580544617038323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2009/07/miles-station.html' title='Miles Station'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/SlqsIG2ebEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/u9JWJURIgd0/s72-c/MilesStation+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-8518510749889725559</id><published>2009-07-12T22:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:35:27.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Begin Anew...</title><content type='html'>I feel pretty good about coming back to the mainframe of blogging, FaceBooking, MySpacing, and the list continues. It's been a while. I've been far too busy to think about keeping up! Now I will take what time I have to blog away. I look forward to journaling once again and reading other's posts as well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to ya soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-8518510749889725559?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/8518510749889725559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=8518510749889725559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/8518510749889725559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/8518510749889725559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2009/07/begin-anew.html' title='Begin Anew...'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-115161626535413425</id><published>2006-06-29T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:28:21.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lori Franke with Miles Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1607/1006/1600/msameristar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1607/1006/320/msameristar1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured from left to right: Eric Cooper, lead guitar/vocals; John Hand, keys/vocals; Jerry Price, rhythm guitar/vocals; Lori Franke, lead vocals; Kenny Zeigler, drums/vocals; and Chris Hammann, bass guitar/vocals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Glades &lt;br /&gt;Carlinville, IL &lt;br /&gt;Friday &lt;br /&gt;30-Jun-06 &lt;br /&gt;9:00 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enos Park &lt;br /&gt;Springfield, IL  &lt;br /&gt;Sunday &lt;br /&gt;16-Jul-06 &lt;br /&gt;4:00 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macoupin County Fair &lt;br /&gt;Carlinville, IL &lt;br /&gt;Thursday &lt;br /&gt;20-Jul-06 &lt;br /&gt;7:00 PM &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Illinois State Fair - Miller Tent &lt;br /&gt;Springfield, IL &lt;br /&gt;Saturday &lt;br /&gt;12-Aug-06 &lt;br /&gt;4:00 PM &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Illinois State Fair - One Particular Harbor &lt;br /&gt;Springfield, IL &lt;br /&gt;Sunday &lt;br /&gt;13-Aug-06 &lt;br /&gt;8:00 PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-115161626535413425?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/115161626535413425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=115161626535413425' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/115161626535413425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/115161626535413425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2006/06/lori-franke-with-miles-station.html' title='Lori Franke with Miles Station'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-115161572722380716</id><published>2006-06-29T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:23:56.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Wasted</title><content type='html'>Feel your mystic mind rampaging through my head&lt;br /&gt;Trying to understand the things you thought you said&lt;br /&gt;You’re wasting my time tryin’ to stick by you&lt;br /&gt;Understanding is hard when you know you’re through&lt;br /&gt;You’d better quit, come on back to reality&lt;br /&gt;I’ll help you every step, it’s not easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re wasted, burning all the thoughts in your mind away&lt;br /&gt;You’re wasted, precious time to you don’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;You’re wasted, killing’ every dream you might’ve had&lt;br /&gt;You’re wasted, memories of a yesterday are never coming’ back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never noticed that mistakes you made you make again&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back at all the things you could’ve been&lt;br /&gt;You think your something when you got it going on&lt;br /&gt;It’s getting harder and your trying to move along&lt;br /&gt;You better stop before your body gets to you.&lt;br /&gt;You better listen to the things you need to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re wasted, burning all the thoughts in your mind away&lt;br /&gt;You’re wasted, precious time to you don’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;You’re wasted, killing’ every dream you might’ve had&lt;br /&gt;You’re wasted, memories of a yesterday are never coming’ back&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You’re lost; you won’t amount to anything.&lt;br /&gt;I’m gone; you’re hopeless thoughts are damaging&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-115161572722380716?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/115161572722380716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=115161572722380716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/115161572722380716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/115161572722380716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2006/06/youre-wasted.html' title='You&apos;re Wasted'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-114053777704178098</id><published>2006-02-21T10:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:22:24.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Honky Tonk Zone</title><content type='html'>You pull up in your Harley&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin’ I’m gonna be sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you’ve got it all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You in your t-shirt with the torn off sleeves&lt;br /&gt;Believing biker boy that you’re much tougher than me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, go back where you belong…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re on the wrong side of the line&lt;br /&gt;Leave your little bad news brothers behind&lt;br /&gt;And come on in- if you dare the unknown&lt;br /&gt;Whoa – yeah You’ve entered the honky tonk zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Little Mr. Preppy&lt;br /&gt;Never try to test me&lt;br /&gt;I always know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your simple yuppie dress – Abercrombie and Fitch&lt;br /&gt;Never owed a dime cause you’re daddy’s so rich&lt;br /&gt;Oh preppy boy, get out of my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re on the wrong side of the line&lt;br /&gt;Leave your little brand-name Beamer behind&lt;br /&gt;And come on in- if you dare the unknown&lt;br /&gt;Whoa – yeah You’ve entered the honky tonk zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Mrs. Johnson&lt;br /&gt;Mom to Taylor Thompson&lt;br /&gt;Life is such an organized mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re selling Tupperwear and cleaning the house.&lt;br /&gt;Running PTA and pleasing your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, it’s time for a rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re on the wrong side of the line&lt;br /&gt;Leave your perfect mother mayhem behind&lt;br /&gt;And come on in- welcome to your unknown&lt;br /&gt;Whoa – yeah You’ve entered the honky tonk zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa – come on over – the wrong side of the line&lt;br /&gt;Leave all your inhibitions behind&lt;br /&gt;Take a litte trip to another place and time&lt;br /&gt;Come on in – Welcome to the unknown&lt;br /&gt;You’ve arrived – You’re still alive&lt;br /&gt;You’ve entered the honky tonk zone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls – Get off the phone&lt;br /&gt;And enter the honky tonk zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs – grad your bone&lt;br /&gt;And cross over to the honky tonk zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody – you’re not alone&lt;br /&gt;Come on now – take a vow – and stay wow in the honky tonk zone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-114053777704178098?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/114053777704178098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=114053777704178098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/114053777704178098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/114053777704178098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2006/02/honky-tonk-zone.html' title='Honky Tonk Zone'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113993897196106156</id><published>2006-02-14T11:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:20:24.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Time Has Come</title><content type='html'>A little girl playin' house &lt;br /&gt;Wonderin' what life's all about &lt;br /&gt;She wished and wished as years rushed by &lt;br /&gt;When would it be her time to cry &lt;br /&gt;Then, as she walked up the isle &lt;br /&gt;She thought to herself and smiled &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time has come &lt;br /&gt;It's now my turn &lt;br /&gt;To take a chance &lt;br /&gt;To live, to learn &lt;br /&gt;To be a part of this life I know &lt;br /&gt;I will grow &lt;br /&gt;I'll have some fun &lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh Oh Oh &lt;br /&gt;My time has come &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is hard for a mother of two &lt;br /&gt;Who wanted to start her life anew &lt;br /&gt;Prayin' that some day he'd go away &lt;br /&gt;So she and her children would be okay &lt;br /&gt;Then, he disappeared in the crowd &lt;br /&gt;And she thanked dear God out loud &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time has come &lt;br /&gt;It's now my turn &lt;br /&gt;To take a chance &lt;br /&gt;To live, to learn &lt;br /&gt;To be a part of this life I know &lt;br /&gt;I will grow &lt;br /&gt;I'll have some fun &lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh Oh Oh &lt;br /&gt;My time has come &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it takes, All we need, All we want is to be &lt;br /&gt;All we can in this is do&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful my dreams are comin' true &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;It seems like a lifetime has passed me by &lt;br /&gt;Unwilling to give up. Refusing to cry &lt;br /&gt;Taking those chances, wanting to be &lt;br /&gt;A best entertainer that people could see &lt;br /&gt;I hopin' for this dream to one day come true &lt;br /&gt;And the day that I make it, I'll say this to you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time has come &lt;br /&gt;It's now my turn &lt;br /&gt;To take a chance &lt;br /&gt;To live, to learn &lt;br /&gt;To be a part of this life I know &lt;br /&gt;I will grow &lt;br /&gt;I'll have some fun &lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh Oh Oh &lt;br /&gt;My time has come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113993897196106156?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113993897196106156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113993897196106156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113993897196106156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113993897196106156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-time-has-come.html' title='My Time Has Come'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113959988097690126</id><published>2006-02-10T13:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:18:06.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You’ll Never Know</title><content type='html'>I can see you riding’ baby through my sky&lt;br /&gt;Speeding through the bumps in the clouds, going way too high&lt;br /&gt;Looking out for the sun to guide you, but it’s movin’ too slow.&lt;br /&gt;Takin’ chances by reaching limits you’ll never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause our world was heaven baby&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is hell&lt;br /&gt;Nothing here satisfies my needs, &lt;br /&gt;but I won’t ever tell&lt;br /&gt;For I’m incognito of a &lt;br /&gt;Burning empty hole&lt;br /&gt;And though I’m lost inside myself&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you’ll never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I capture ever movement as you hit the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;Spinning all the worlds around me, you’ve nothing to fear&lt;br /&gt;Paradise encompasses the very core of you&lt;br /&gt;Always willing to travel yonder to get a better view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause our world was heaven baby&lt;br /&gt;Now my life is hell&lt;br /&gt;Nothing here satisfies my needs, &lt;br /&gt;but I won’t ever tell&lt;br /&gt;For I’m incognito of a &lt;br /&gt;Burning empty hole&lt;br /&gt;And though I’m lost inside myself&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you’ll never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is moving on…&lt;br /&gt;The realm of yesterday is gone…&lt;br /&gt;The air is empty baby&lt;br /&gt;No one around to save me&lt;br /&gt;Here I am lying numb in a wounded dawn…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113959988097690126?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113959988097690126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113959988097690126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113959988097690126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113959988097690126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2006/02/youll-never-know.html' title='You’ll Never Know'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113950633101652053</id><published>2006-02-09T11:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:16:09.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty...</title><content type='html'>Beauty is in the eye of the beholder&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what some people say.&lt;br /&gt;But you can be the judge of course&lt;br /&gt;of what you see day to day.&lt;br /&gt;It's not one's outward beauty&lt;br /&gt;that stirs a sense of doubt,&lt;br /&gt;but it's what you do for others&lt;br /&gt;that brings one's beauty out.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if you take a second glance&lt;br /&gt;and look way deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;You'll visualize a different view&lt;br /&gt;one's deepest inner pride&lt;br /&gt;It's sometimes second nature&lt;br /&gt;to be most concerned of wealth&lt;br /&gt;but if you take the time to look within&lt;br /&gt;You may find beauty in yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113950633101652053?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113950633101652053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113950633101652053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113950633101652053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113950633101652053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2006/02/beauty.html' title='Beauty...'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113632063752525097</id><published>2006-01-03T14:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T14:37:17.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 -- Lori Franke with Miles Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1607/1006/1600/DSCF0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1607/1006/320/DSCF0051.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lori Franke with Miles Station are excited about the upcoming year - 2006!! We'll be venturing out and playing at new venues around the area. We hope we can count on your support and find you coming along for the ride. If you need additional information about our schedule, please go to www.lorifranke.net or www.lorifrankewithmilesstation.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank you for your continued support!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113632063752525097?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113632063752525097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113632063752525097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113632063752525097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113632063752525097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006-lori-franke-with-miles-station.html' title='2006 -- Lori Franke with Miles Station'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113631938251735459</id><published>2006-01-03T14:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T14:22:39.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word About My World...</title><content type='html'>Today, my world is moving at a rapid pace. While I don’t have a lot about which to talk (which is surprising to those who know me!), I would like to comment on the emails I have been receiving lately. I’ve come to realize over the past few years that while we watch the news and get a first hand account of all the bad things going on in our world, I’ve discovered within the last few years that so many great people do exist. I run into them every day. For some reason I can’t help thinking about a day that has passed recently, and I do my very best to stay positive and upbeat, as it can become a sad day for me: December 7, 2005. Many think back to December 7, 1941, the day Pearl Harbor was bombed. I think of that as well. But I also know it to be a day in my personal history that’s very meaningful and memorable: December 7, 1970 is the day my brother was born, and just 26 years later he died of leukemia. May 25, 1988 my little boy, Andrew, was born and December 7, 1991, just 3 ½ short years after his birth he died after experiencing complications from open-heart surgery.  Really I would like to say that I feel blessed to have had them both in my life, for they are the very reason I appreciate the many things in life that I can do: run, laugh, hope, see, etc., many of the opportunities I took for granted. I came to realize how important such little activities could be after spending time in several childrens' hospitals, visiting with children who were admitted, all of whom were so strong and courageous. How they caused me to rethink my thoughts: to not feel sorry for myself when I didn’t want to get up and go to work, for instance. I continue to think about those little ones, and I again feel so blessed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I didn’t write this to make anybody feel sad; I wrote this to remind myself that life is too short to not go for my dreams or participate in endeavors I love, or tell the people who are important in my life just how important they are! Life is too short not to do many things! In the words of Tim Nichols as sung by Tim McGraw “Live Like You Were Dying” is certainly a place to start! …And that’s what I’m continuing to do…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113631938251735459?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113631938251735459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113631938251735459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113631938251735459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113631938251735459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2006/01/word-about-my-world.html' title='A Word About My World...'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113625404200831113</id><published>2006-01-02T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T20:07:22.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve at Ameristar - St. Charles</title><content type='html'>I would like to thank all the people who came out to see us at Ameristar Casino-St. Charles. Lori Franke with Miles Station had an awesome time performing for a wonderful crowd of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be performing at various venues in future, so please feel free to come on by and enjoy some good, fun-lovin' country entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.lorifrankewithmilesstation.com&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;www.lorifranke.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thanks for your support!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Much Appreciation,&lt;br /&gt;Lori&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113625404200831113?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113625404200831113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113625404200831113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113625404200831113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113625404200831113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-eve-at-ameristar-st-charles.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve at Ameristar - St. Charles'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113589395432663610</id><published>2005-12-29T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T16:05:54.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2006 ... Almost here</title><content type='html'>Well another year has nearly passed us by, and here I am gathering my thoughts on the year. I continue to say that I've learned so much, but the truth is I've learned so much during the course of every single year that has passed. The year I enlisted in the Marine Corps was probably the year that I learned the absolute most, for I left Calhoun County a kid and returned an adult. I left a somewhat insecure teenager who had no idea what I wanted out of life and came back a grown woman who through the challenges of Marine Corps boot camp learned that pride is earned through much effort and hard work, and I knew I had a long way to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But 2005 was a year filled with many learning opportunities, many of which were challenging and fulfilling all at the same time. The truth be told, I'm not only talking about my experiences in the field of music but also in my profession, as I completed my administrative certification and became employed at a private post secondary institution, a new job that has given me much satisfaction; however, learning many of the new responsibilities can prove to be trying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than a new job and starting out with a new band, I have been blessed over and over again and am so thankful to God for that. My children are healthy, my husband is supportive and wonderful, and I have been provided for in so many ways. To Him I will always be indebted. Now my daughter Korrie is pulling on my shirt and saying "Come here, Mommy" so with that I must sign off. I wish you and yours the very best for the coming year in the hopes that all your blessings are secure and that a prosperous and healthy New Year is in the works for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much appreciation,&lt;br /&gt;Lori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113589395432663610?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113589395432663610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113589395432663610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113589395432663610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113589395432663610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/12/2006-almost-here.html' title='2006 ... Almost here'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113545640855984236</id><published>2005-12-24T14:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T14:36:22.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Everyone!</title><content type='html'>We wish so much for you!&lt;br /&gt;We hope this year is special and that all your dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;For Santa’s on his way to bring you &lt;br /&gt;All that you request.&lt;br /&gt;For he wants nothing less for you than the very, merry best.&lt;br /&gt;So this note is sent with greetings, &lt;br /&gt;Wishing, hoping with such might.&lt;br /&gt;That you are blessed with many things: morning, noon and night.&lt;br /&gt;A delightful day, a wondrous week, &lt;br /&gt;A month that’s filled with cheer.&lt;br /&gt;We are praying that you have a healthy, prosperous year.&lt;br /&gt;And don’t you fret about a thing, &lt;br /&gt;For all you need is love.&lt;br /&gt;Just do the right thing every day and model God above.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, yesterday is gone &lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow’s not far behind&lt;br /&gt;So spend your day in happiness and be merry with your time.&lt;br /&gt;But for now our thoughts are with you &lt;br /&gt;As we celebrate Christ’s birth.&lt;br /&gt;Please thank him much for giving us the best darn life on earth.&lt;br /&gt;And keep your heart an open door- &lt;br /&gt;Your mind so free from fear.&lt;br /&gt;As we wish you Merry Christmas and a Happy Brand New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love, Lori&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113545640855984236?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113545640855984236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113545640855984236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113545640855984236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113545640855984236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-everyone.html' title='Merry Christmas Everyone!'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113479257064365490</id><published>2005-12-16T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T22:09:30.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Making promises or saying the word "never" can both be problematic...</title><content type='html'>Well I've done it again. I know what I said, and now it's up to me to say what I mean: I'm sorry! I said I would continue this blog, writing religiously, presenting some inspiring words of wisdom that will keep me motivated if no one else. The thing is...when I make these promises I generally end up breaking them. Darn it! Darn it! Darn it! I even put my obligation of the blog in one of the three planners I own. The problem is I forget to look at my planners simply because I have a datebook on my computer that helps keep me organized. Well, I'm on my computer every single day, so it just made sense to look at my computer for those very important "things to remember," the problem being that I generally make appointments in my planners when I'm out and about but then forget to add them to my computer datebook. Duh??? Am I a blonde or what?? Okay, I really didn't mean to offend anyone, especially those intellectual blondes that I know exist! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now that I've said I'm sorry for failing to keep my word about keeping up with my blog, I would like to add to it: I'm sorry to all those people who have helped me achieve what I've achieved only to turn my back on them. I absolutely admit my faults and realize now more than ever that communication is the key -- the lack thereof will certainly create problems and hopefully the initiation of conversation through relationship-building processes will begin to fix the problems I created. Many people have assisted me in my musical endeavors and I was responsible for making bad choices along the way. Now I feel stronger and am certainly more capable of making choices that are to everyone's benefit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel extremely fortunate to have had the opportunity to work with the various professionals in the music business. I'm proud of where I've come from and where I'm going. I hope I have the opportunity to communicate my sincere appreciation to those who've stood by me and helped me along the way. To you all, I thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blogging I will go, a blogging I will go, I'm so embarr -- i -ous, a blogging I will go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later! But I refuse to PROMISE to be back tomorrow or say I will NEVER not write again, but I can't PROMISE such a thing as it's not something I would ever (NOT NEVER, though) say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113479257064365490?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113479257064365490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113479257064365490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113479257064365490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113479257064365490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/12/making-promises-or-saying-word-never.html' title='Making promises or saying the word &quot;never&quot; can both be problematic...'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113391976799026494</id><published>2005-12-06T19:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T19:50:51.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up!</title><content type='html'>I'm really glad to be back in the swing of things. I've been so busy with the responsibilities of a new job, taking over the management side of my music endeavors, and then trying to be a mom and wife. Life certainly provides new and interesting challenges, which is what makes everything so worthwhile. While I love to express myself on a daily basis, I rarely have time to do just that. My promise to myself is that I will make an effort to write in my blog every single day. It certainly helps me unwind. So for now I have a little five-year-old who wants to know if I'm ready to watch her do a front flip down in the basement. We also have to read some books, and I have to hear her count to 100, as she is one of the smartest children in her class, you know. She was just welcomed into the "I can count to 100 club," which is a privilege!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back tomorrow to add to this blog. Now I have internet at home (Yes, the high speed kind!), so I can write for a while, a very long while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113391976799026494?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113391976799026494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113391976799026494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113391976799026494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113391976799026494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/12/catching-up.html' title='Catching up!'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-113173357389684344</id><published>2005-11-11T12:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T12:26:13.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/170/8656/640/close5.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:3px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/170/8656/320/close5.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making the decision to have a child - it's momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Elizabeth Stone&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-113173357389684344?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/113173357389684344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=113173357389684344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113173357389684344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/113173357389684344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/11/making-decision-to-have-child-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112559864160690802</id><published>2005-09-01T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T12:49:28.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Song...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Do You Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, I will never say good bye&lt;br /&gt;We’ll be together till the day I die&lt;br /&gt;You hear me now&lt;br /&gt;I’ve made a vow&lt;br /&gt;To love you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I hold you every single night&lt;br /&gt;And kiss your lips unto the morning light&lt;br /&gt;Love’s so sublime&lt;br /&gt;We know with time&lt;br /&gt;It only gets better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know what you do to me&lt;br /&gt;When holding me close &lt;br /&gt;If you could only see&lt;br /&gt;The sparkle in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You’d realize&lt;br /&gt;How I feel with your touch&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love you so much&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ask me why?&lt;br /&gt;With you I’m so alive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I’d love you more each passing day&lt;br /&gt;And that I’d never let you get away&lt;br /&gt;You mean to me &lt;br /&gt;More than anything&lt;br /&gt;I’m so glad I have you… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could only give you everything&lt;br /&gt;I’d give you back my precious wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;And give instead&lt;br /&gt;Those words I said&lt;br /&gt;I do, I do, Oh I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112559864160690802?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112559864160690802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112559864160690802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112559864160690802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112559864160690802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-song.html' title='A New Song...'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112506985339785701</id><published>2005-08-26T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T12:28:01.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DO WE, AS REGULAR CITIZENS, TRULY HAVE POWER???</title><content type='html'>I will apologize in advance for ranting...now I will begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog allows me the opportunity to address issues that are bothersome to me, as the following situation does because it truly relates to just how powerless we the people are when is comes to state and big corporation issues: Do we truly have any power at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have brought my unique situation to the attention of Human Resources personnel of my former employer, all of whom could not assist me or make the situation I am about to address right, so I wrote a letter to another "more powerful" representative that covers the situation about which I'm not very happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became employed at another post-secondary institution on August 1, making July 29 my last day at my former employer. I accumulated over 300 hours in vacation but have yet to be compensated for those hours due to an error in paperwork. While I find the paperwork error unfortunate, it really has little to do with the fact that I am still waiting on the money owed to me. I wouldn't make a big issue out of it except for the fact that I made a purchase, counting on my vacation compensation to cover this expense. Now here it is two pay periods later and I have received nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke with an employee who states that payroll has already been submitted for the August 31 pay period and because the error was not caught until I brought it to the attention of payroll personnel, they would not be able to submit a check to me for said pay date, and could not cut an individual check. Thus, I would have to wait another pay period to receive this compensation. In the meantime, my debt is racking up interest and finance charges that I will ultimately have to pay. To this end, I thought I would obtain an expert opinion, after all this was money I earned but had not received in due time. After speaking with a representative from the Department of Labor, I was informed differently: She stated that it reads "Employees are entitled to any compensation owed to them either on the last day of employment or the first pay period proceeding the last day of employment." In this case, I will receive payment on the fourth pay period proceeding employment, which is ridiculous. My options are to give my employee the opportunity to cut a check or to submit a wage claim with the Department of Labor, which I would rather not do but will if it's my only option. But most importantly, if I were to submit a wage claim it would take 6-8 weeks to process and could take up to a year if there are any problems. How will this help? I will be paid the money before 6 weeks, but I should have been paid at the very least one week ago. So there it is, perfectly understandable. I lose and there’s nothing I can do about it except wait for my check for more than three additional weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previously, I had made three calls, leaving three messages with requests to return my call, but had NO ONE return my calls. As an alumnus of this institution, I certainly expected better. I asked for someone to get back to me and this is the reply I received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lori,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I understand the situation, your department head for some reason did not file the paper work on time. When you made Human Resources personnel aware of this error she personally worked with the department secretary to get the vacation monies paid out. That money will be paid out on September 16, 2005. Regretfully, mistakes like this happen. The important thing is that you be paid what is owed and that is in process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed: Employment Representative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, if mistakes were made on my end, if I forgot to make a payment on the due date to this place of employment, I wouldn’t hear the words, “Oh you made a mistake, so no problem. Just pay us when you get paid. We understand, regretfully, that mistakes happen.” No way!! I would receive a notice that reads “You have been removed from all class lists for failing to pay your tuition on time. You must submit payment and then attempt to get back in all your classes, but more than likely, they’re full! Sorry!” Funny how things work, huh?? So the question truly is..."Does the regular citizen really have any power at all?? That's my question of the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the music, as it's the one thing -- other than my family, friends and fans -- that make life truly a blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112506985339785701?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112506985339785701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112506985339785701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112506985339785701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112506985339785701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/08/do-we-as-regular-citizens-truly-have.html' title='DO WE, AS REGULAR CITIZENS, TRULY HAVE POWER???'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112497805955788371</id><published>2005-08-25T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:06:35.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY SILENT MIND: PART III</title><content type='html'>Work is...WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that no one told me that one must know many things before entering the world of work with women? Working with "stereotypical" males (whatever that means), I have become accustomed to a climate of men, many different kinds of them in fact. Men who think about women all the time, men who think about women some of the time, and then men who think about men, which was rare, but did occur on occasion. Not only did men participate in conversation about women but they had the ability to converse about other interesting topics – sports, politics, weather, construction, etc.-- emphatically believing that this was the world to which I truly belonged. But then the unforeseen happened. 1997 - I got promoted by a man in August and then in December, demoted by a woman, a very small woman who apparently saw little value in me as an employee. It’s so peculiar how one can be so valued as an employee, deserving not only a promotion but a considerable raise in salary and then to be equaled to a speck of dirt, inconsequential to my profession, my department, and my workplace. It was at that point my experiences with women in the workforce began. Thinking that my association with women would only get better, I became enlightened very early, finding that either women did not like my type of woman, one who possessed the very attributes they possessed - confidence and the like -- or they simply didn't like me – the person. Although I’m not sure if I will ever learn the truth about why some people, mainly women in management, did not like me or like to work with me, I will have learned much about myself: who I am, what I want out of life, and what makes me tick. Okay, I don’t want to drag out the focus of this blog or try to astonish one with answers to these revelations, for I have none, but one point to ponder does roll from my tongue: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to spend my life thinking or talking negatively about others- men or women. Life is too short to spend so much time wasting time, generalizing about the nature of women in the workforce versus men, as I've experienced it so long ago. And navigating from one thought to another attempting to escape from this forte of endless negative thinking about a former workplace experience, I HAVE worked at letting go – taking with me my pride, among other things. So I did, in fact, move on! The promotion of positive thinking continually encircles me, and I refuse to allow others to invade and desecrate my spirit. This bubble that I have created has become interesting; I can only breathe in and out- listening to my heart ring out, a hoisted spirit that is found in translation of hopes and dreams that have not been met…yet. For this power of positive emotions will not be lost-deeming that the concrete contrast between what I’m currently doing and what I want to be doing is not that distant. One must relate such emotions by moving oneself in the direction of truth and belongingness, creating a draft of pleasantness that will invite only pleasure, regardless of the cost. Reaching for what it righteous is an actualization goal that will prove to be life altering. I am only in search of me. And besides, that unfortunate employment incident was many years ago and I have found a renewed sense of accomplishment and an understanding, after having since experienced a great female boss. I realize that those few negative situations were just unique and unfortunate, leaving me now with no room to generalize about management of the female sex, as I do know better. And most importantly, I've learned what not to do as a manager from the bad ones and what to do from the good ones. Experience is good, a key factor in knowing and understanding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112497805955788371?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112497805955788371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112497805955788371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112497805955788371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112497805955788371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-silent-mind-part-iii.html' title='MY SILENT MIND: PART III'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112480889923369688</id><published>2005-08-23T09:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T09:54:59.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Silent Mind: Part II</title><content type='html'>1985 - Welcoming myself to my knew life – a country girl in a college town, surrounded by people who didn’t recognize my talents, appreciate my vibrant personality, or understand the woman (okay, girl who longed to be a woman!) beneath the girlish figure: my tall silhouette mirrored the image of a stick. At first I didn’t want to admit it, even though I knew it. My body was one of which others envied, especially my elders (and remember this was 1985 and not 2005???). They would comment that I should model, for I had long legs that traveled all the way to there. What? Where the hell was there? So naïve was I. My slender figure was also mentioned, stating that I could wear anything, for my clothes would simply contour my slim, fit body, shadowing the make-up of such a physique. Of course I would turn red when such a thing was mentioned, and only one thought ever came to mind: When am I gonna get some boobs? I heard jokes from – You’re a pirate’s dream, a sunken chest – to – I need a flat surface; lean over, no, the other way. 11 years old and I was hearing jokes about a chest line that didn’t exist and for the record never would. While looking back now the topic of a nonexistent chest line seems so petty; however, at the time it was truly devastating for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112480889923369688?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112480889923369688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112480889923369688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112480889923369688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112480889923369688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-silent-mind-part-ii.html' title='My Silent Mind: Part II'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112473033371272049</id><published>2005-08-22T12:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T12:05:33.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Silent Mind - Part I</title><content type='html'>Silently mind-wandering, reminiscing about my life--what I have done, what I haven’t done, and the goals I have and haven’t achieved – sometimes I find myself thinking about the same ‘ole things. Then I remember the words my grandma left me with… Walk tall and keep your legs crossed. Of course every single time I encountered this humorous spirit she offered this same advice. I would like to say it sunk in, I devoured it and lived with it every single day of my young life, committed to its premise. But I can’t. Too many promises and experiences later, I can regretfully admit I’ve broken every rule in the book. I’ve been here and back and here and back again. But I’m still standing, waiting for the day my fairy tale will come true. But before I can confidently tuck my hands into a sweet and ripened pocket, I must pay my dues and illustrate to the many what I’ve done to deserve a freakin’ break. Perhaps no one owes me a thing, for I was born in American – the best damn country in the world—a place where we as the people are truly free to do, to be whomever we choose to be. And so I choose to be…uhr… uhr…Honestly, I don’t know what the hell I want to do with my life? And that became the question of the day, of the week, of each year of my life, until I discovered that what I really wanted to do with my life was something of impossibility. So of course I settled. My dad emphatically influenced me in a manner like no other. Simply stating what he thought was the best path for me to take, he informed me that I WILL go to college and I WILL like it. He was right and wrong, as most dads are in the mind of a teenager! I DID go to college, but I DIDN’T like it. I wasn’t ready to invest my future in a future that wasn’t for me. School bored me; it literally brought me to my knees, causing me to constantly reflect on what I should be doing out there in this great world of ours. Although I didn’t know what I should be doing, I knew it wasn’t what I was doing. And my silent mind breaks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112473033371272049?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112473033371272049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112473033371272049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112473033371272049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112473033371272049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-silent-mind-part-i.html' title='My Silent Mind - Part I'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112324894783327554</id><published>2005-08-05T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T08:38:15.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Importance of Surrounding Oneself with Great People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/"&gt;Independent Country Music Artist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began my day retrieving my email, as I always do, and in my inbox was a quote, one I get everyday for I subscribe to both the Positive Quote of the Day and the Personal Achievement Quote of the Day listservs. Both are great listservs to which to belong, but sometimes they really touch on what's truly related to one's life, as my personal achievement quote by Mark Twain does, as it reads, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great way to say that those people who really support your endeavors, those who are on your side, willing to pump you up when you feel like you're going down, are those with whom you must associate. I've found in this business (the music business), it doesn't matter how little you are, once you get out there and begin getting some media, some will try to knock you down. I've made it my duty to find only those who are great, those with great attitudes, great families, great situations, are those with whom I will surround myself. I do believe in the business &amp; political worlds the great leaders say to surround yourself with good people and they will make you look great. Well, that's my goal. And I know I'm headed in the right direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the many outstanding citizens of yesteryear, those who have made an indentation in our world's history in a positive manner, have provided guidance to those of use who look to model people for advice on how to become a better person, I follow their example but, most importantly, I follow the examples of my friends, colleagues and family members I respect, in particular my mom and dad. They taught my two simple rules: Treat people respectfully and hard work will give you great satisfaction!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I will take their advice, continue surrounding myself with the great folks of the world, and think positively. One never knows what the road ahead holds for us now do they???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112324894783327554?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112324894783327554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112324894783327554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112324894783327554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112324894783327554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/08/importance-of-surrounding-oneself-with.html' title='The Importance of Surrounding Oneself with Great People'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112319128267131520</id><published>2005-08-04T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T16:34:42.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all my beautiful friends -- inside and out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1607/1006/1600/smiley18.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1607/1006/200/smiley18.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is in the eye of the beholder&lt;br /&gt;At least that's what some people say.&lt;br /&gt;But you can be the judge of course&lt;br /&gt;of what you see day to day.&lt;br /&gt;It's not one's outward beauty&lt;br /&gt;that stirs a sense of doubt.&lt;br /&gt;But it's what you do for others&lt;br /&gt;that brings one's beauty out.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if you take a second glance&lt;br /&gt;and look way deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;You'll visualize maturity&lt;br /&gt;and one's deepest inner pride.&lt;br /&gt;It's sometimes second nature&lt;br /&gt;to be most concerned of wealth,&lt;br /&gt;but if you take the time to look within&lt;br /&gt;You may find beauty in yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112319128267131520?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112319128267131520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112319128267131520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112319128267131520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112319128267131520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/08/to-all-my-beautiful-friends-inside-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112307730865893107</id><published>2005-08-03T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T08:55:08.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Training on trying, and trying again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here I am again - another day, another dollar, right? Well it's become a notion that's more than necessary as I begin another day celebrating life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. I use that more and more often these days, as I find myself reflecting on the Iraq experience for the men and women over there doing what they can to help the Iraqi peoples. Unfortunately, CNN sends me breaking news, so I open my email to another 14 Marines as well as a civilian interpreter killed. While I know that US soldiers are doing so much good (I learned this from a US Army soldier who had returned from Iraq after serving two tours.), I dread to hear of young men and women losing their lives. Thank goodness I'm a Christian and truly believe they're in a better place, but I really do hurt for their families and friends, so I will continue to pray for those who are making every effort to keep the peace in the hopes that the peoples of Iraq will get their freedoms and the terrorists will get exactly what they deserve: You can infer from here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On the other side of the world, in the good 'ole United States, Shipman, Illinois in particular, things are going well. The band - Miles Station -- and I are beginning to show great strides in the making of a country unit. I look forward to the next few weeks as we will practice until our show becomes tightly knitted. Additionally, I will keep all informed as to what's going on and how we are progressing. To some it might be extremely boring, but to others the excitement roars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Until then, I say we "Country ROCK on!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112307730865893107?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112307730865893107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112307730865893107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112307730865893107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112307730865893107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/08/training-on-trying-and-trying-again.html' title='Training on trying, and trying again...'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112293282931652790</id><published>2005-08-01T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T16:47:12.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Independent Country Music Artist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/"&gt;Independent Country Music Artist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was day one at Blackburn College as Director of Teacher Education and Clinical Placements. While I'm extremely excited about beginning a new position, I am challenged once again by the learning of new material, particularly college rules and policies. There's nothing like a good challenge, however!! In addition, I'm glad to be taking on multiple roles. Most recently I was working at SIUE, recording a CD, going to school, and being a mother and wife. Now I'm working at Blackburn College, marketing a CD, learning new songs, practicing with a true blue "ball-busting" band, planning a class reunion, participating in individual gigs, &lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;continue to be a mother and wife. There's nothing like being busy, huh??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my plea to the world outside of my mind is to get others to sign on and talk to me, ask questions, tell me jokes, give me advice...(Never mind on the advice; I need no more, please!!), or simply mumble a sweet tune. Anything...Something...Before my mind explodes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the dramatics have been expressed, I must sign off and continue working... I'll be singing you later! Bye for now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112293282931652790?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112293282931652790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112293282931652790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112293282931652790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112293282931652790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/08/independent-country-music-artist.html' title='Independent Country Music Artist'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112256876100927494</id><published>2005-07-28T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T11:40:25.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remainder of 2005 Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;August 11, Litchfield, IL - Summer Nights (benefit for Charlie Co. - "Army National Guard"&lt;br /&gt;August 12, Springfield, IL - Illinois State Fair (One Particular Harbor) 4:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;August 16, Sedalia, MO - Missouri State Fair (Touchstone Energy Stage) 4:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;September 2, Chesterfield, MO - St. Louis Fair &amp;amp; Air Show (Budweiser Tent) 7:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;September 10, Wichita, KS - McConnell Air Force Base (Welcome Home Celebration)&lt;br /&gt;September 11, Hutchinson, KS - Kansas State Fair (Lake Talbott - 1:00) (Gazebo - 5:00)&lt;br /&gt;September 23, Hillview, IL - Great River Road Opry 7:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;October 1, Godfrey, IL - Godfrey Fall Festival 7:00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always looking for Gigs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lorifranke.net"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.lorifranke.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112256876100927494?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112256876100927494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112256876100927494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112256876100927494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112256876100927494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/07/remainder-of-2005-schedule.html' title='Remainder of 2005 Schedule'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112256568208180206</id><published>2005-07-28T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T10:48:02.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewed Spirit</title><content type='html'>I now have a renewed spirit, as I've found that people really do read blogs, so now I must write as if I have an audience in mind. Really, I thought blogs were helpful for one to get off one’s mind what one must in order to feel a sense of relief. But now I know better, so I am writing for all! I hope that I do not provide information that is mundane and ordinary, for it’s my goal to excite and bring out the spirit of life in all, so here it goes… I’m so enthusiastic about what’s been happening these last few weeks. I have been working with the greatest musicians EVER: Chris Hammann on Bass, Brad Little on Drum, and Larry Ford on Rhythm Guitar. The first day of practice I was astounded by all that was accomplished. These guys were rockin’ it from the get-go. They had met and had themselves in order prior to our first practice together. Talk about professionals!! We are now searching for a fiddler/steel guitarist/keyboardist, and have a young man coming for our next practice to take the lead on guitar. I’m thinking positively as I know he will be wonderful as well!! We have some very important gigs approaching, so we will continue keeping the country jam alive and well in our awesome practice barn. I’ll keep everyone informed as to what will come in the future. In the meantime, thanks guys for giving your all, thanks Mom &amp;amp; Scott for helping with the kids, thanks Deb for continuing to market us and all you do, and thanks friends, family and fans for supporting us!! You're awesome, you are!! So for now, “Country-ROCK ON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112256568208180206?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112256568208180206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112256568208180206' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112256568208180206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112256568208180206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/07/renewed-spirit.html' title='Renewed Spirit'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112256564014558029</id><published>2005-07-15T10:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T10:47:20.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working For A Living</title><content type='html'>I am finding that this "job thing" really gets in the way of a musical career. Having to hold down a full-time job, taking time out to spend with my husband &amp;amp; kids, and sleeping pretty much takes up my entire day. But I continue plugging along. I hoping to hit the lotto so I can finance a musical career and drop the full-time gig of working for a living. I'd much rather PLAY!! Well, I better start playing the lottery, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112256564014558029?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112256564014558029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112256564014558029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112256564014558029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112256564014558029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/07/working-for-living.html' title='Working For A Living'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112256558705922021</id><published>2005-07-10T10:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T10:46:27.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Switching Jobs</title><content type='html'>Okay, here I go again!! I really got away from the blogging due to just how busy my life has become since my music career has begun to blossom. Many gigs at many different venues allows me the opportunity to meet many people. I do love it! At the same time, I am switching jobs, leaving Southern Illinois University Edwardsville as Testing Administrator and going to Blackburn College in Carlinville to be the Director of Teacher Education. I'm excited about the move but also a little nervous about the new job responsibilities. But I have no problem with CHANGE. As a matter of fact, I love the challenges that come along with change: the meeting of new people, working with interesting colleagues, and learning new trades. I will continue this later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112256558705922021?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112256558705922021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112256558705922021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112256558705922021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112256558705922021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/07/switching-jobs.html' title='Switching Jobs'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111843594569923089</id><published>2005-06-09T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T15:39:05.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Continue To Happen</title><content type='html'>Wow!Things continue to happen!! Thanks is owed, of course, to my agent - Deb - who truly goes after any and every lead! She just called and told me that we will take part in a welcome home tribute party for military service men and women who are returning from Iraq. I can't think of a better gig. Having the opportunity to share time with those who have served our country with pride is truly an honor. I can only hope to provide the best damn entertainment possible to help their transition back to a nation of freedom. There are many other performance dates approaching and we (my agent and I) are continuing to audition possible band members so that we can create a tight-knit group ready to set the country world on fire!! Stay tuned as I venture out in to the world of musicians, hoping and praying to find a group of like-minded individuals who are ready to mold into a great musical group!!!I am so ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111843594569923089?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111843594569923089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111843594569923089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111843594569923089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111843594569923089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/06/things-continue-to-happen.html' title='Things Continue To Happen'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111843580233920079</id><published>2005-06-08T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T15:36:42.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Be or Not To Be. . .</title><content type='html'>"To be or not to be," the well-known quote spoken in Shakespeare's Hamlet continues to intrigue me, as I continue forth on my journey of life. I'm supposed to be... what? Or I am not to be...what? I continue to be baffled but am enjoying the journey thus far. I figure one day I'll understand it all. In the meantime, I will pursue my goals, which include doing something for the greater good. I'm not interested in becoming well known and rich and then turning in to some primadona who wants something like "I will have only the best fruit served to me before hitting the stage" written in the contract. PLEASE!!! If I spent my musical journey traveling from military base to military base, thanking the men &amp;amp; women for their service to our country, I would have success. Or if I were asked to go to every children's hospital to entertain little guys and gals who are much less fortunate in health, I would have success. If I were asked to travel from town to town, showing appreciation to our law enforcement officials, fire personnel, health practitioners, and teachers, I would have success. Success is knowing in my heart that I have used my talent to positively affect others, to make a little impact on my world. Now that's success! And in such a quest, I must go...Write at you soon. - Lori&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111843580233920079?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111843580233920079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111843580233920079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111843580233920079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111843580233920079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To Be or Not To Be. . .'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-112256613242784034</id><published>2005-06-06T10:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T10:55:32.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Cold</title><content type='html'>Today, June 6, 2005, is beginning in an odd manner, as I -- a country music artist -- am battling a cold. How in the world can I get a cold at the onset of SUMMER???? Two days and some minutes I will be singing our National Anthem at the Gateway Grizzlies GMC Stadium and, yes, I feel so honored to do so; however, I am going to have to work on this cold thing. One thing is for sure, when it comes down to the wire and I have to sing, even when I feel my voice won't be able to hold out, I pray and God has ALWAYS come through for me!! I just had to verbalize my thoughts because, as I was driving in to work today (Boy, this j...o...b thing certainly gets in the way of a career in music!!), I thought about all the things I had going on in my life and just how busy I was going to be and stopped to realize just how blessed I am, one because I have great people in my life who believe in me and take time out (lots of time) to help me to achieve my goals, and two because I have so much to do, which is so much better than having nothing to do!! I will sign off for now since I really need to get busy and focus on this j...o...b that I need so badly to support this musical career in the works!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-112256613242784034?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/112256613242784034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=112256613242784034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112256613242784034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/112256613242784034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer-cold.html' title='Summer Cold'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111776829038662734</id><published>2005-05-31T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:11:30.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>Today - May 31, 2005 -- I'm back to work after being off for Memorial Day. It doesn't seem quite right, though. I have the day off remembering those who have lost their lives fighting for the very freedom that we observed yesterday, while so many of our military service men and women are fighting in Iraq or Afghanistan or serving many miles away from their homes and families. Not a day goes by that I don't think about our military and pray for their save return. I am so very proud of the jobs that they do and dedicate this blog to them for without them our nation would not be strong and we would not be free. My prayers go out to those who are serving our country with pride, whether serving in the Marine Corps, Army, Navy, Air Force, Coast Guard or Air National Guard, I pay tribute to you and thank you for your service to our great country. God bless you and God bless the USA!&lt;a title="Delete Comment" style="BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none" href="http://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111754589077364508"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111776829038662734?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111776829038662734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111776829038662734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111776829038662734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111776829038662734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111687575259243466</id><published>2005-05-23T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T14:15:52.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk Radio Junkie!</title><content type='html'>Hello all! Okay, it's official: I'm now what one could call a true talk radio junkie, as I have finally made it to the airwaves. The topic was-- pedophiles, what shall we do with them? -- and the answer I thought was somewhat simple: "An Eye for an Eye!" Now of course I was questioned, for if we the people were to execute such a punishment on pedophiles then we would be a bad as them?? But the fact of the matter is that we cannot afford to jeopardize our children, and by allowing such an animal freedom puts our children at great risk, too great of risk to chance, I say! Now I can attest to the fact that as an educator and a parent, I am and will continue to be a strong advocate for children, teenagers, young adults, etc. And as an apiring musician, I use music to promote awareness with the hopes that something good will come out of the tragedy that has occurred and continues to occur with children. But how I wish and pray that someday children would not longer be hurt by pathetic adults who are such cowards that they need to use a strong hand against those who can't protect themselves. I say "an eye for an eye" is the way to go, for it is when such a law is implemented that justice will truly prevail. I apologize for ranting; however, when I hear of stories of abuse in any form, I can't help but cleanse my mind by sharing what's on it with everyone!As far as the music goes, keep it playin'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111687575259243466?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111687575259243466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111687575259243466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687575259243466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687575259243466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/05/talk-radio-junkie.html' title='Talk Radio Junkie!'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111687571574759675</id><published>2005-05-22T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T14:15:15.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Has Been Crazy!</title><content type='html'>Today has been crazy. Who ever said that holding down a full time job and trying to pursue a music career was easy is crazy. Of course, I don't recall anyone ever saying it would be easy, so I suppose I will simply be quiet and continue forth with what I'm currently doing. I look at it like this: If I end up insane after it's all said and done, I might have enough material to write a great country song, one that is truly realistic!! One thing is for sure, having this blogger to jot down my thoughts allows me to get everything off my chest! I will now get back to work, but I will tell you this... Having this J -- O -- B thing surely gets in the way of a music career. Perhaps someone out there will read this, feel sorry for me, and then come to my rescue by agreeing to fund my musical endeavors but not before getting me out of debt! I'll probably be searching for a while, but in the meantime, it's okay to dream, isn't it???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111687571574759675?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111687571574759675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111687571574759675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687571574759675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687571574759675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-has-been-crazy.html' title='Today Has Been Crazy!'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111687566077329745</id><published>2005-05-21T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T14:14:20.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>River City Rage - National Anthem</title><content type='html'>I had a grand weekend, getting the opportunity to sing our National Anthem at the River City Rage indoor football game held at the St. Charles Family Arena in St. Charles, Missouri. What a night!! The ownership establishment was nothing short of courteous and accomodating. Once I made my way to the field and was prompted to begin our Anthem as everyone was asked to stand, I felt a great sense of calm come over me. My version of the song began and I felt in complete control. I usually get nervous before sing The Star Spangled Banner simply because everyone knows the words, and if you mess up, everyone knows it!! But this time it was different! And I know why. On my way to the game, I prayed, asking for some reassurance that all would be okay, and my answer came through as it always does in music. A song that is special to my deceased brother, a Faith Hill song called "It Matters to Me," came over the radio. An older song, one that isn't played very often, it became my hope, for I knew after hearing it that my brother -- my former partner in music -- was speaking to me, finding a channel through which to communicate. It worked! And it'll work again, which is probably the biggest reason I am so inspired. Not only do I just believe, but I believe in so much that I'm willing to take risks, even those that come with high stakes. So here I go again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111687566077329745?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111687566077329745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111687566077329745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687566077329745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687566077329745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/05/river-city-rage-national-anthem.html' title='River City Rage - National Anthem'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111687558530428011</id><published>2005-05-19T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T14:13:05.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing My Music</title><content type='html'>Interestingly, I've learned a lot about the music business lately. I learned probably too much in the short time I've been heavily marketing myself (Well, I have to give credit to my agent, as she is the one who is truly marketing me!)and hope to become a little more versed in music industry verbage so I know what the hell I'm talking about when I'm talking about it! My appreciation will always begin at the local level, as I have so many people from the local St. Louis metropolitan area who have been more than willing to help me in my musical pursuits. Regardless of where I end up in this trivial world of entertainment, my roots are my identity, for my friends, family, and fans (the three Fs)are the root of my musical soul, and will always be the reason for doing what I'm doing. Life continues to be good! And the music continues to play...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111687558530428011?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111687558530428011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111687558530428011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687558530428011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687558530428011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/05/marketing-my-music.html' title='Marketing My Music'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111687548906015732</id><published>2005-05-17T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T14:11:29.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Great!</title><content type='html'>Life is great, and here I am again, another day - continuing to pursue this aspiration of mine, crazy some might say, of working my way to the world of country music. There's no doubt that the road is long and tough!! It seems I have to do many things that I never really fathomed. Luckily, I have such great help, as my agent...webmistress...booking agent...promoter..., and the list goes on and on helps me in this pursuit. My family/friends/fans also keep me going strong, for they too continue to motivate me, filling me with the crazy notion that this dream is possible if I truly believes in myself!! Well, I do!! The phone calls, the necessary persistance or nagging as some would say, and the events one must attend to get the publicity that is necessary to get your name out there can be exhausting, especially if one has three kids, a husband, a job! But the fact is I love it, and hope that others can share with me their stories of encouragement, how they strive to overcome the obstacles to continue going for their dreams. Inspiration at its best is what I'm looking for!!&lt;a title="Delete Comment" style="BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none" href="http://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111417739039284266"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111687548906015732?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111687548906015732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111687548906015732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687548906015732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687548906015732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-great.html' title='Life is Great!'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111687538557441322</id><published>2005-05-15T15:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T14:09:45.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to know about you</title><content type='html'>Take time out to share a little bit of yourself with me...your interests &amp;amp; hobbies, as well as what you do and why you do it!! If you have a passion for something as I have a passion for music, let me know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to hearing from you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111687538557441322?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111687538557441322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111687538557441322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687538557441322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687538557441322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-want-to-know-about-you.html' title='I want to know about you'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111687620892048966</id><published>2005-04-18T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T14:26:26.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks To All!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.lorifranke.com/nashvillenorth.jpg" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much to those of you who came out in support of me for the Nashville North Kountry Idol contest!! I truly appreciate your support, as I know it was a nice day and you could've been working out in the yard, riding 4-wheelers, going to the park, drinkin' beer, etc. Instead, you came to support me! I truly, truly thank you from the bottom of my heart! As you saw and heard, there were several talented artists competing, all deserving of the title. Simply having the opportunity of getting to know the other contestants, T &amp; T and the DYNAMITE COWBOYS (Wow, could they play!), as well as the owners of Nashville North, both of whom were very nice, always going of of their way to make us feel welcome! It was simply a great opportunity to share my talent with those a little bit north of my neck of the woods! Thanks so much!Lori&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111687620892048966?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111687620892048966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111687620892048966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687620892048966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111687620892048966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/04/thanks-to-all.html' title='Thanks To All!!'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12081798.post-111324708407976987</id><published>2005-04-11T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T14:18:04.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nashville North's Kountry Idol Contest</title><content type='html'>Now that I've had my first experience with an "idol" contest, I feel a little more self-assured about all that goes on during the backstage interaction. My initial perception of this contest was that twelve people would come together to show their stuff on stage. Interestingly, the people came together, communicated, really became bonded in a very short time. We told stories of experiences, had several laughs, and when all was said and done and the ones who advanced were announced, the sadness came -- the realization that some would not return, some of whom were extremely talented, indeed. What a great experience! It truly reminds me of the time I ran for Miss Calhoun County and came in nearly last. It changed me forever -- for the better, however, because I became convinced that I was not a "last place" sort of gal. The learning experience, the meeting of people, the discoveries that came along with coming in last truly helped to mold me in to the person I am today. I hope others can share with me moments of discovery that helped to mold them and have created a sense of self-awareness that helped them along the way of life!! Please share away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12081798-111324708407976987?l=lorifranke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/feeds/111324708407976987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12081798&amp;postID=111324708407976987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111324708407976987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12081798/posts/default/111324708407976987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorifranke.blogspot.com/2005/04/nashville-norths-kountry-idol-contest.html' title='Nashville North&apos;s Kountry Idol Contest'/><author><name>Lori Franke</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12717562756284627077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hJXBg3AQ5zY/Slqp21fWdFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/JZEaRCway0A/S220/lori2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
