<?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-5506255207696859698</id><updated>2011-05-27T04:01:18.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love to Help You</title><subtitle type='html'>We aim to help you discard your tired hearts and flowers approach to romance. Love should be an individual expression of your feelings and personality not a Clinton's mug.Find inspirational ideas on how to make a grand gesture or a thousand small ones throughout the days.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohelpyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506255207696859698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohelpyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11462660276240016464</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5506255207696859698.post-3902175418760747138</id><published>2008-02-03T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T08:08:18.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse Me Miss Do You Think My Girlfriend Would Like This?</title><content type='html'>James Fenton's poem 'Nothing' says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing I give, nothing I do or say,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing I am will make you love me more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's a sad statement, but it is true that sometimes people just aren't attracted to the one person who loves them the most. The fact that some of us are left pining for a love that can't be, thinking of all the things we'd do for our beloved makes us so damn mad when people who have found love waltz around being so damn unoriginal with their romantic conduct. Love can make it through a lot but there's only so many petrol station cds it can take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed a trend and unlike the emergency of high heeled Doc Martins its not good. Romance is dying, killed by commercialism. Not only do guys think its ok to get your girlfriend a thong and a Clinton's bear for their anniversary girls are starting to think this is the height of romantic endeavour. Girls are settling for these crappy presents and empty, unpersonalised gestures. People are forgetting how romance should be, they're not even mad anymore, they're just accepting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is setting out on its own little crusade to set things right. Yes it has a lance and a banner and everything. It aims to provide you with truely different ways to woo. Whether you're looking to buy your lover something, plan a special event or just serenade them we would love to help you make it genuinely memorable and different. We'll be compiling the best shopping links, tips, recipies, books and many other things to help you sort your act out. We'll also pepper the place with inspirational poems and lyrics to get you in the mood. Hey if you don't have a 'partner' yet this iste might even help you get lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take our poll, check out our related site and throw that damned 'Best Girlfriend' mug out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5506255207696859698-3902175418760747138?l=lovetohelpyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lovetohelpyou.blogspot.com/feeds/3902175418760747138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5506255207696859698&amp;postID=3902175418760747138' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506255207696859698/posts/default/3902175418760747138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5506255207696859698/posts/default/3902175418760747138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lovetohelpyou.blogspot.com/2008/02/excuse-me-miss-do-you-think-my.html' title='Excuse Me Miss Do You Think My Girlfriend Would Like This?'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11462660276240016464</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>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
