<?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-22404886</id><updated>2011-11-15T00:14:41.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liz Pryor</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-1947387792271756990</id><published>2010-02-21T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T12:28:29.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship and technology 2/20</title><content type='html'>When a subject is repeated numerous times coming into my site regarding friendship...I like to take a step back and ponder- So here I go.&amp;nbsp;I've just finished reading an e mail from a woman who shared a story quite similar to several other women in the last month or so.&amp;nbsp; And this is NEW guys.&amp;nbsp; Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;A girlfriend asks another girlfriend to meet for some Friday night fun, bring the kids they'll do a movie and the BF's will hang out and catch up.&amp;nbsp; BF #2says sure!&amp;nbsp; Then a day before the Friday night BF #2 calls and says, Oh god I'm so sorry sorry the kids are coughing with runny noses.&amp;nbsp; BF #1 says, ok, forget it I dont want to get my kids and family sick too bad maybe&amp;nbsp; we can do it another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHH&amp;nbsp; but BF#1 the following morning sees a tweet written by BF #2 that says something in the area of "Malibu is gorgeous on a Friday noght- kids enjoyed the sunset playing on the beach, while grown ups coctailed at Galdstones, what a lovely evening thanks All."&lt;br /&gt;So here we have it -----modern tchnology getting in the way of white lieing, and backing out of plans.&amp;nbsp;How in the world did she not think her friend would see the tweet?&amp;nbsp; This social newtorking techonology is&amp;nbsp;making a huge impact on relationships, what&amp;nbsp;to do???&amp;nbsp; What do ya'll think?&amp;nbsp; Write into LizPryor.com and share in theounge please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-1947387792271756990?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/1947387792271756990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=1947387792271756990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/1947387792271756990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/1947387792271756990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2010/02/friendship-and-technology-220.html' title='Friendship and technology 2/20'/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-5739006818096094460</id><published>2010-02-19T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T12:30:47.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>HIKING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went hiking today...you know that means?&amp;nbsp; I live in LA and if you're any kind of a reasonally intelligent person it is your &lt;em&gt;respnsibility&lt;/em&gt; to take advantage of the amazing hills and mountains that sit so near...or not!&amp;nbsp;And how often do I do&amp;nbsp;this appealing great sounding activity? &amp;nbsp;Close to never.&amp;nbsp; But an old High school buddy wanted to meet and dish me on the reunion that I of course didnt attend.&amp;nbsp; Let me tell you, everyone should do a hike in the morning...there was a deep incline at the onset... for a second I was thinking ok this is not gonna work, it hurts....but after that it was totally do-able.&amp;nbsp; So here's the sell- when will I do it again?&amp;nbsp; I dont know, but the endorphines that set in after a good hike lead one to believe that this is something to be done on a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; What could possiblly be better than getting your fat or skinny ass onto a canyon hike with someone you love hanging with but can't find the time to see,,,and while your heart is pumping you can&amp;nbsp; chat away.&amp;nbsp; Doesnt get better I dont think.&amp;nbsp; And forget the view up there--- on most days, you get that freaky Hallmark feeling of "wow what a beactiful place this is to live", that is if you decide to&amp;nbsp;ignore the orange layer of smog that can freak you out once you realize thats what it is on the horizon.&amp;nbsp; Anway- the good news is.....for a fleeting moment at the beginning of my day, everything felt just about perfect...Maybe this&amp;nbsp; is what we all need, not for gossip, not for vamity but for good pure old fashioned good life-ness.&amp;nbsp; And&amp;nbsp;one day when I become that crunchy LA organized woman&amp;nbsp;who begins every blog entry&amp;nbsp;with, I've just returned from my morning hike you can laugh and then shoot me&lt;strike&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-5739006818096094460?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/5739006818096094460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=5739006818096094460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/5739006818096094460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/5739006818096094460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2010/02/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-8141890519808634222</id><published>2009-10-12T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:57:18.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning....top of the day to all.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of inquiries coming in on the subject of being a divorced mom...yep thats me now.&amp;nbsp; Does single and divorced mean the same thing?&amp;nbsp; I have no idea what my label is and its confusing to&amp;nbsp;me.&amp;nbsp; Here's what I know, everything about divorce is better for my life except for....car maintenance, Christmas lights and gutter cleaning.&amp;nbsp; Other than those 3 things- life is smooth and easy, even with 3 kids.&amp;nbsp; We run like a well oiled engine with a few suptters here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The single part of it?&amp;nbsp; I dont pay much attention. I have my nose to the grindstone gotta feed kids, clean house, help with homework, attend soccer tennis and football games, make meals, plunge toilets...&amp;nbsp;if I have time to wash my hair these days I'm lucky.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sounds sexy doesnt it?&amp;nbsp;Far as dating which I think is what everyone really wants to know.&amp;nbsp; I'm not an on-liner, not that I'm too cool, I just spend a lot of time writing women from the site, keeping up the blog, writing parenting articles and books, so meeting a prince that way does not appeal to me at the moment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the key might be---- keeping ourselves and our lives open and everchanging.&amp;nbsp; Putting ourselves out there when we wouldnt normally.&amp;nbsp; For me this means going into the bank instead of paying bills and transferring money on line, or saying yes to an occasional party invite.&amp;nbsp; I am the worst closet anti social and no one really knows it, except my ex.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My idea of good life, is staying focused on whats at hand, and knowing somewhere in there, life with throw us a bone.&amp;nbsp; I can't fixate on the single thing.&amp;nbsp; Somewhere in me I know that one day there will be some wonderful guy I meet, and when it happens I will know. Thats where I am on the whole thing.&amp;nbsp; When my thoughts change about this I will let everyone know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, stay true to you, whatever and however that may look.&amp;nbsp; Who cares what people say and think just keep hold of what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck in love to all.&lt;br /&gt;LP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-8141890519808634222?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/8141890519808634222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=8141890519808634222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/8141890519808634222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/8141890519808634222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-7781605225401841516</id><published>2009-09-18T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T00:12:01.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>So what's a year off of blogging?&amp;nbsp; It's been that long, but I'm back-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what it is lately, but a lot of women have been writing into&amp;nbsp;my site and saying that their husbnads and or boyfriends invade their privacy on a regular basis.&amp;nbsp; In other words, behind their backs they look at their e mials,&amp;nbsp; check their cell phones follow them on twitter, and read their credit card bills.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a profound mail recently from&amp;nbsp; a woman who shared with me the reality of her long term marriage.&amp;nbsp; She wrote that she'd never sought advice before and found the prospect of asking me ,encouraging for a number of reasons. beginning with the idea that &amp;nbsp;I don't know her.&amp;nbsp; I could quite possibly&amp;nbsp;listen to her life&amp;nbsp;with an objective opinion, and because she was so anxious for direction, she stated she was going to be as candid and honest as possible.&amp;nbsp; After hearing the quick run down&amp;nbsp;on her decades&amp;nbsp;long marriage, she finds herself completely unstimulated in every way by her husband.&amp;nbsp; The same, boring, drab, uneventful life day after day, in fact she shared that in order to actually enjoy sex with her husband it was necessary for her to have at least 2 glasses of wine.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After a good amount of description,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;her question to me was, did I think she should get divorced?&amp;nbsp;Or,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;did I think, her marriage had lasted too long for her to get divorced.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herers the shocker.&amp;nbsp; The following day I saw her name on my site mail again, I opened it up and she'd written the next morning&amp;nbsp;informing me she'd forgotten to mention what a crazy stalker privacy invader&amp;nbsp;her husband was.&amp;nbsp; So much so, that she was awoken at 3 am by her husband that night asking her why in the world she was writing some woman for advice on their marriage.&amp;nbsp; He'd read my advice back before she.&amp;nbsp; I have to say I was flabberghasted.&amp;nbsp; Her second e mail came form a different address, and she claimed he would probally have the password to that one as well.&amp;nbsp; Help!&amp;nbsp; was her last line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has never happened before, not that I am aware of, and as often as I do hear women saying their husbands, boyfriend'&amp;nbsp;seem to want to track their every move, this particular one&amp;nbsp;blew me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the line, and what really does it mean when a man or for that matter a woman becomes so insecure and unsure of things it leads them down this destructive road. No matter how&amp;nbsp; you spin it, the road, this possessive ugly tiresome road of doubt and insecurity.&amp;nbsp; What does it take to being a person to behave this way and what do we think about it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-7781605225401841516?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/7781605225401841516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=7781605225401841516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/7781605225401841516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/7781605225401841516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-3142985360943709638</id><published>2008-07-08T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T12:23:24.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real life/movies</title><content type='html'>Well-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hola&lt;/span&gt; all&lt;br /&gt;Again I am horrible at the keeping up with the blog thing, but so many women have written wondering why I don't post...I'm posting.  I'm so much better at answering the website e mails!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the mails coming into the site, I have to say I have been INUNDATED with comments and questions on the topic of the movie Sex In The City.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even know where to begin.  I might begin by saying I have so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; to say on this topic check web site for release of an article in fabulous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt; magazine soon to be announced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so how many women over the age of 11 have four friends with whom they speak daily, dine weekly and can jaunt off to Mexico on a half days notice???  Sex In The City is a movie, created by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;entertainment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;geniuses&lt;/span&gt;, promoted by advertising gurus and acted in by fabulous actresses.  Last I personally checked my four closest tribal members, my four nearest and dearest...barely really know each other.  Yes I have three or four but they are not connected to one another, the only occasional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt; is me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dozens of inquiries into the site I decided to check this out a little further, the way I do.  And here's the news flash-----please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; feel lesser than, or loser-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;, or deprived when you look at the reality that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have the bosom buddies you saw depicted in the movie.  If it makes you feel any better, which it will, VERY few women over the age of 18 have the glory of 4 enmeshed girlfriends --- who continue to stay daily ingrained in every day life for decades at a time.  See real life is at best, closer to the Lucy and Ethel depiction.  Now there is something most of us can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;relate&lt;/span&gt; to.  comedy/tragedy of every day life. Faults, flaws, mistakes, fights, paranoia's...Lucy and Ethel are more my real speed, and more the speed of most American women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless I find it utterly fantastic that so much attention be given to the idea of female friendship...so any way we can get it, we'll take it.  This movie was a blockbuster hit, and how it affects women according to my site is interesting to say the least.  Some are inspired to find a group, yen for that bond.  Others are quietly inspired to put more efforts into their existing friendships, and then some are depressed and distraught by the overwhelming reality that their female friendships are so very far from this fashion, lavished &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;romanticized&lt;/span&gt; idea of female friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this, what matters only is the richness you feel in your life from the friends with whom you are blessed.  How many, who, when where and what you have on matters little.  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pick&lt;/span&gt; yourself up give yourself a reality slap and know that your view of your life is the only one that matters.&lt;br /&gt;And give a quiet toast to society for recognizing on any level the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;import&lt;/span&gt; and impact that our friends have on our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll be hearing something from this post!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers-&lt;br /&gt;LP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-3142985360943709638?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/3142985360943709638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=3142985360943709638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/3142985360943709638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/3142985360943709638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2008/07/real-lifemovies.html' title='Real life/movies'/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-920620915060769694</id><published>2007-12-20T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T22:19:44.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all, and my apologies for letting the blogging on this great topic fall to the wayside.  When it rains in life it sometimes pours, and I have been very very busy with the rain.  The new year will bring far more of a commitment to venting and informing.&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; tons of stories lately, and interestingly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; sounds a bit more forgiving than usual-Could it be the holiday season?  I should look back at the website submissions and see, if this is in fact the case. So for now I will say this.  Friendship and friendship ending is never in or out of season, both are just a part of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Merry and Happy new year-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the stories coming-&lt;br /&gt;LP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-920620915060769694?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/920620915060769694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=920620915060769694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/920620915060769694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/920620915060769694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-hi-all-and-my-apologies-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-3350825101403857957</id><published>2007-07-18T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T14:10:11.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have been so out of touch---------- So here I am, just finished proposal for book 2 the follow-up, entitled for the moment, WHAT DO WE DO NOW?  Thanks to all of you and your amazing stories, I've been able to piece together a sort of blue-print for us.  Answers from real life stories and experiences seemed impossible to pass up, I owe it to all of us and to the honor and regard of friendship to put write, what I learned.  Hopefully all of you will be able to gain advice and direction through these important waters in our lives...our friendships.  I will soon be posting the publishing date, and what to expect in the future in terms of speaking, signing, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you are enjoying the summer, we are HOT here in LA but loving it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-3350825101403857957?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/3350825101403857957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=3350825101403857957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/3350825101403857957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/3350825101403857957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii-i-feel-like-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-696181087244266441</id><published>2007-02-22T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T22:35:52.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not the best at keeping up with the blogging, but that's life, with three kids-&lt;br /&gt;Am way excited about the second book, which is coming along beautifully.  My panic about having lost so many stories from all of you, was clearly for naught-Within weeks I had hundreds more, and am so enjoying reading and responding and using your experiences to further my oh so laywoman research.  All is really well, and as usual I feel the need to thank so many of you who take the time to share your hearts with me, we learn so well from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and cheers-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-696181087244266441?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/696181087244266441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=696181087244266441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/696181087244266441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/696181087244266441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-all-well-im-not-best-at-keeping-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-116699586063993607</id><published>2006-12-24T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T13:31:00.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi All-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been meaning to find the time to write and say thank you for all the Christmas and holiday greetings. What a beautiful time of year, the spirit is so contagious and wonderful. I am wishing everyone peace love and strength. I've been busy feverishly working on book 2 the follow up to WHAT DID I DO WRONG? Am enjoying this wonderful time in my life, and am so grateful for all the response and support from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember we are who we are today due to the great people with whom we surround ourselves-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-116699586063993607?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/116699586063993607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=116699586063993607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/116699586063993607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/116699586063993607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/12/hi-all-ive-been-meaning-to-find-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-115890256217198051</id><published>2006-09-21T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:22:42.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well hi everyone- I'm hoping a lot of you actually read this blog as I've had something happen that I want to share----Long very ugly story made short is this-I hired a web person to move my hosting service to another company as I am readying to build chats and discussions on the site-Heres the long part made short- the company" accidentally" ERASED all my e-mails, all the stories I'd collected since the release of my book in April- dont want to go into what that means for me and my research- Yes they say they are going to try and recover, but there is a 2 percent chance it will work- SOOOO yes feel badly for me, that I dont have those priceless stories, but more, if you've sent a story and want to re-send it please do, or if you've never written me, give it a try Id love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;On another note all else is fine, and the book is still drawing media attention, or should I say the topic is drawing the attention, and thats what I love-getting the owrd out there, and thanks to you guys thats happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep checking in for the airdates of the Greg Behrendt show, should be very soon- And THANK all of you for reading and visiting-&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-115890256217198051?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/115890256217198051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=115890256217198051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/115890256217198051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/115890256217198051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-hi-everyone-im-hoping-lot-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-115669389031822802</id><published>2006-08-27T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T08:51:31.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, my apologies for having been so remiss in keeping up with my blog- After many requests, I am here to write an update- All is well as the summer comes to a close. I had the great fortune of being asked to partake in a new talk show premiering this fall, hosted by the author who wrote "He's Just Not That Into you" This man Greg Behrendt is a total gem, and is fantastic at his new job. My experience was fantastic, and I got to talk to women about these experiences that I have learned so much about over these past several years. I hope you look for his show in the fall, I will be posting my shows airdate as soon as they tell me. Am still so appreciative for the constant stream of stories and questions that come into the site, so thank you all. Let me know if there is anything in particular you'd like to hear about on the blog---Wish you all great things as always-&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-115669389031822802?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/115669389031822802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=115669389031822802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/115669389031822802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/115669389031822802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-my-apologies-for-having-been-so_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-114824483191455666</id><published>2006-05-21T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T13:53:51.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things are moving along beautifully, thanks to all of you, who have clearly been sharing my book with other women in your lives. I think I might want to give a general answer to the hundreds of questions I've gotten regarding the idea of me going on "Oprah"---it does seem appropriate- and we are taking the steps one needs to take to get the show to read the book and most importantly be able to share this topic with tons and tons of women-- If you want you can write them and tell them about the book- I'm sure it wouldn't hurt- Thank you for all your support and concern-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an e- mail from a woman the other day who asked that I might put her quandary out to many women to see what they might advise concerning a situation she's in- I have heard this experience several times come through my web-site, and have decided we might all learn a little something to know what the majority of women feel in this area- Here's the predicament-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman named Betty best friends with Veronica for seven years, both married. Betty becomes separated and then divorced from her husband. While separated, Veronica's husband hits on her in a major way. Betty tells him this is wrong, inappropriate, and is not interested in any way. He laughs at her and says...Whatever. Betty aghast, doesn't know what to do, so she does nothing for a while, however she feels strained and uncomfortable in Veronica's home, with the husband in and out. She begins distancing herself from her best friend, as this secret begins to weigh heavily on her. In the end she silently ends her entire friendship, without giving a reason. She felt that she couldn't continue being friends without telling her, and she also felt if she told her friend she would be responsible for the breaking up of her marriage--- She read my book and realized that Veronica might be suffering and wondering what did she do wrong? So Betty wrote to me and asked, now, seven years later---she feels she might want to do something about it- how and what should she do? Will her friend be so mad that she didn't tell her originally? Should she tell her now? She misses her terribly- And also carries the burden of this secret with herself every day and cant seem to shake it--&lt;br /&gt;I wrote and told her what I thought- but am curious what you all might think- I like to put myself in the shoes- Would I want to know? Would you want to know?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your thoughts and let's see if most of us are on the same page regarding something like this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks- and cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-114824483191455666?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/114824483191455666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=114824483191455666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114824483191455666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114824483191455666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/05/hi-everyone-well-things-are-moving.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-114774821208002184</id><published>2006-05-15T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T19:56:52.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Hi there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A belated happy mothers day to all--&lt;br /&gt;Another thanks to so many of you for taking the time to share your stories, they are wonderful and so enlightening. The book is doing well, and has been so embraced by all of you and I thank you for that. I've loved hearing the different ways it resonates for people. I learn so much reading about what it provokes in each of you. all else is moving along smoothly. I have a signing this week in Encino California and am hoping people will show up:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep the e mails coming,&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and good things for everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-114774821208002184?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/114774821208002184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=114774821208002184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114774821208002184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114774821208002184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/05/well-hi-there-belated-happy-mothers.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-114468400385043567</id><published>2006-04-10T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T08:46:43.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone-&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for stories from any of you who want to reconnect with an old friend.  Write me and tell me the story and who you both are and we'll see what we can do. &lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm back from NY, I survived Good Morning America...this last Thursday-live natinal television, I didnt faint, freak of get sick--so I'm happy. And the response has been incredible.&lt;br /&gt;  Thank you all for your amazing support, what a gratifying feeling to hear from so many of you.  Your stories continue to warm my heart and amaze me at the same time.  Most of you begin with what is becoming so familiar..."I thought it was just me"  and as you know thats why I wanted to do this. I think we're healing and looking a bit differently at things for the future.  I want to write every body back and answer questions or just touch base, forgive me if I get behind, but know I will get to you.  Check out the appearances page as they are adding things daily. Thanks again for letting me know your thoughts and sharing your hearts-&lt;br /&gt;Cheers for the week-&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-114468400385043567?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/114468400385043567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=114468400385043567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114468400385043567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114468400385043567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-everyone-still-looking-for-stories.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-114366930028760217</id><published>2006-03-29T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:55:00.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi all- I have a question----- Does anyone have someone they used to be really good or even best friends with, whom they no longer even know? And have no idea why? If so---would you want to reconnect with them? If so again, please push contact Liz and tell me about it, and some surprises might happen- Tell me from where you are writing and your story and I'll get back to you shortly---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual thanks for coming on the site and stay in touch--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-114366930028760217?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/114366930028760217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=114366930028760217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114366930028760217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114366930028760217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/03/hi-all-i-have-question-does-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-114278917537173184</id><published>2006-03-19T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T09:26:15.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi there, hope all is well for everyone. I've received several e mails from people telling me they've received their pre-ordered copy of the book. It's very exciting for me, I certainly hope you enjoy the read. and I thank you all for your kind words. I continue preparation for my NYC media jaunt. I thank the women in Boston who so enthusiastically wrote in to tell me about their plans for the "bring a friend you haven't seen in a year" coffee party on April 5th- where they will watch my interview on Good Morning America.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the story of the month submissions have been so inspiring and terrific, I will be posting a new one soon, and thank you for sharing your experiences with all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a peaceful week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-114278917537173184?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/114278917537173184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=114278917537173184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114278917537173184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114278917537173184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/03/hi-there-hope-all-is-well-for-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-114179037210154335</id><published>2006-03-07T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T19:59:32.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just checking in with those of you who are keeping up with things- It was a big week for me over here in Studio City. My editor mailed me the first hardbound copy of my book. It was a moment in life I'll tell you... one I won't forget. I also received my first review. Yes...review, the cluster of sentences that can chill or thrill anyone who has poured their heart into any body of work. Publishers weekly clearly got the book the way I intended it, and the validation is enormously appreciated. I seem to be having first time experiences all over the place. It is a less than thirty day count down here until the book releases on April 5th. We're getting ready for the big trip to NY where I will act calm and cool as though I've had hundreds of book release's, and appearing on national live television is just another day in my life- I have to give thanks yet again, to so many of you who have shared this site and my work with the people in your lives, your letters and stories are amazing-thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week- Stay in touch&lt;br /&gt;Cheers-&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-114179037210154335?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/114179037210154335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=114179037210154335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114179037210154335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114179037210154335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/03/hi-just-checking-in-with-those-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-114049238009860581</id><published>2006-02-20T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T19:26:20.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi-well thanks to quite a few unidentified viewers, I was recently informed that the "Story of the month" page, submit a story button, was not working properly. It is now fixed and working perfectly, so feel free to use it, and thank you for letting me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting more and more requests to come visit book clubs, which thrills me, I look so forward to hearing and hashing views and thoughts from my greatest resource...all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, and have a great week-&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-114049238009860581?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/114049238009860581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=114049238009860581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114049238009860581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114049238009860581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/02/hi-well-thanks-to-quite-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-114010934301985542</id><published>2006-02-16T08:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T09:02:23.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I feel compelled right now to say thank you to each and every one of you who have so generously shared the coming of my book and this site with the women in your lives. I've received dozens and dozens of mails letting me know you have chosen my book for your book clubs. It's easy to forget the power of female word of mouth- I cant tell you what it does to me to imagine there will be so many women sitting around discussing this topic with one another...it's the reason I wrote it... so thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten several inquiries from people asking if they pre-order the book can they bring it to a signing to get signed...of course-yes-absolutely. I also received an interesting mail yesterday from a woman who told me she'd decided to send the book anonymously to two friends she'd had in the past. She asked what I thought about that. And I told her in fact, I myself plan to send it anonymously (which is ridiculous, as I am the author) to at least two of the friends I wrote about in the book. I will obviously have to be bold enough to enscibe something, but you guys can totally send it to people anonymously, and should if you feel inclined.  Have a great day-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-114010934301985542?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/114010934301985542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=114010934301985542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114010934301985542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/114010934301985542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-i-feel-compelled-right-now-to-say_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-113989734008849313</id><published>2006-02-13T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T12:48:15.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this is my blog- Two weeks ago I'd never even heard that word.  But as I understand it, this is an easy way for me to share with you what goes on with this topic and the book. And a great way to keep what you're shaing and I'm learning out in the open.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I wanted to share today.  About a week after I launched this new site to about seventy women, I began receiving tons of e mails from the Dallas area.  So... one of my four sisters lives there, and was sending the site to everyone she knew, I just didn't realize she knew the entire state!  I opened one particular mail from a woman who told me she was so excited about the book and this topic, that she decided she was going to have a&lt;br /&gt;-Good Morning America Party- Yes, that's what she said, she is going to pre-order the book, and invite several friends for an early morning bloody mary, and mimosa party- the catch is you have to bring a friend with you to the party whom you havent seen or spoken with in over a year. I thought it was brilliant- Soon after I heard from a woman in Iowa, and then one in Boston, who also thought of having GMA coffee's  and inviting  friends they havent seen  in a long time.  I thought this was news worthy.  So in Dallas it's bloody's, in boston it's Coffee, in Iowa they're meeting after an early run.  And all the while I'll be plugging the book in NYC at Good Morning America.  I look so forward to hearing the stories after the parties.  Please mail me your thoughts, questions or whatever, it is from your ideas that we learn so much- Thanks and Cheers-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-113989734008849313?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/113989734008849313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=113989734008849313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/113989734008849313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/113989734008849313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-this-is-my-blog-two-weeks-ago-id.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22404886.post-113985798328108053</id><published>2006-02-13T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T11:13:03.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing the blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22404886-113985798328108053?l=lizpryor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/feeds/113985798328108053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22404886&amp;postID=113985798328108053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/113985798328108053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22404886/posts/default/113985798328108053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpryor.blogspot.com/2006/02/testing-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz Pryor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05182030069518068918</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
