<?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-743389176452752956</id><updated>2012-01-31T02:34:59.733-08:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='earth mother'/><category term='frugal'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='hippy'/><category term='girls&apos; room'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='school room'/><category term='favorite things'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='craft'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='food'/><category term='books'/><category term='homeschool'/><category term='garden'/><category term='games'/><category term='home school'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='Shakespeare'/><category term='fall'/><category term='eco'/><title type='text'>Another Piece of the Pie</title><subtitle type='html'>... offering up slices of life ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6218214781665433942</id><published>2011-04-14T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T23:11:02.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... now we are six!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LC2jVZ_zgos/Tafg_CcIiVI/AAAAAAAABH8/Lgp_ICEIggY/s1600/208209_1972711963697_1419961740_32290862_6761814_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LC2jVZ_zgos/Tafg_CcIiVI/AAAAAAAABH8/Lgp_ICEIggY/s400/208209_1972711963697_1419961740_32290862_6761814_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595688435622381906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday Em!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6218214781665433942?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6218214781665433942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6218214781665433942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6218214781665433942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6218214781665433942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/04/and.html' title='And ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LC2jVZ_zgos/Tafg_CcIiVI/AAAAAAAABH8/Lgp_ICEIggY/s72-c/208209_1972711963697_1419961740_32290862_6761814_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-1005231905523568260</id><published>2011-04-13T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T22:02:56.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been one year since my Mom passed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was thinking about it yesterday.  I looked at the clock and realized that one year ago at that time my mom and I were spending her last few hours on this earth together.  I was holding my mom's hand for the last time.  I gave her a final kiss.  And I said goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not forever.  But for the time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until we meet up again in heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knowing that we share the same faith, we both love our Savior, we have both been saved by grace and that we will be reunited once again.  We will stand together before our Lord and rejoice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This gives me comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, I'm still human, and I'm still vulnerable.  And I still ache and hurt with the pain of losing my mother.  Time does not heal all wounds.  Whoever came up with that saying?  No amount of time will make the loss go away nor will I ever miss her less.  My mom will still be gone.  And I will still miss her.  And does anyone really ever stop grieving?  I don't think so.  I think you just learn how to live with it.  You do not "get over it".  Rather you learn how to create a new normal for yourself.  And you slowly become able to smile more often than cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been reading through a book called:  &lt;i&gt;The Grief Recovery Handbook&lt;/i&gt;.  I have learned many valuable things on this journey.  How many times do you hear people say, "I know just how you feel" after you've lost someone?  The truth is, no one can possibly know how you feel.  All relationships are unique.  Just because you lost your mom and I lost my mom, does mean that we know how each other must feel.  We may have some general idea, but our experiences are profoundly individual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's another truth:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our entire lives we are taught how to acquire things.  We are never taught what to do when we lose them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let that sink in a minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I could go on and on with bits of wisdom from this book.  I still have a little ways to go before I'm finished reading it.  Maybe I'll be able to share it all at some point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But for now ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L2PSONTs-FQ/TaZ0wmcc87I/AAAAAAAABHs/dLhYjA6yXQE/s1600/pansies.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L2PSONTs-FQ/TaZ0wmcc87I/AAAAAAAABHs/dLhYjA6yXQE/s400/pansies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595287965356848050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... aren't these pansies beautiful?  My mom loved pansies.  She always made sure to help me plant some at each place I've lived.  I was looking up the language of flowers and learned that pansies are actually the flower of remembrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fitting isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-1005231905523568260?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/1005231905523568260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=1005231905523568260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1005231905523568260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1005231905523568260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-year.html' title='One Year'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L2PSONTs-FQ/TaZ0wmcc87I/AAAAAAAABHs/dLhYjA6yXQE/s72-c/pansies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-842372420014099476</id><published>2011-03-09T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T21:31:43.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More TV!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got rid of our TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes we did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NP1nPh3wXqw/TXhe-RbukXI/AAAAAAAABHk/nP4NBmwhglA/s1600/dad_throwing_TV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 329px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NP1nPh3wXqw/TXhe-RbukXI/AAAAAAAABHk/nP4NBmwhglA/s400/dad_throwing_TV.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582316162050330994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, we didn't actually chuck it.  It's still here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did, however, get rid of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DishNetwork&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now we have no dish, no cable, just a TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have an antennae and we can get local stations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But really, there's not much on that's worth watching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We weaned ourselves before we actually cancelled the dish.  So for about 3 weeks prior we weren't watching TV.  Can I just say, it was WONDERFUL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so nice to not have the noise.  The junk.  The wasted time.  We read books, we played games, we talked.  Imagine that.  I got some sewing projects done too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the thoughts behind getting rid of TV ... first, we're saving money.  Second, most everything on television can be found on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;.  But now that we've gone without, I don't really care to even find it on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;.  Also, there are some shows (remember all my British &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tele&lt;/span&gt; posts?) and tons of movies that I check out from the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We all seem to be pretty good with this change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there ya go ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-842372420014099476?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/842372420014099476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=842372420014099476&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/842372420014099476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/842372420014099476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-more-tv.html' title='No More TV!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NP1nPh3wXqw/TXhe-RbukXI/AAAAAAAABHk/nP4NBmwhglA/s72-c/dad_throwing_TV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-983704788922035513</id><published>2011-02-13T21:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T13:33:32.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I make lists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I make lists of lists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have lists here, there and everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HQNGSGhz5i4/TVjCkhGGtAI/AAAAAAAABHc/13S2wZdNqSE/s1600/to-do-list.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 331px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HQNGSGhz5i4/TVjCkhGGtAI/AAAAAAAABHc/13S2wZdNqSE/s400/to-do-list.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573418471486043138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have handwritten lists in pretty notebooks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have scribbled lists on the back of receipts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But my favorite list maker is here ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NamypyiJybc/TVjCfjFp4tI/AAAAAAAABHU/F7fF3FZfKlU/s1600/iphone4_hero_left_20110210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NamypyiJybc/TVjCfjFp4tI/AAAAAAAABHU/F7fF3FZfKlU/s400/iphone4_hero_left_20110210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573418386121679570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On my iPhone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really never thought I'd be dependent on an electronic device.  But I am.  My iPhone can do everything.  I can check email, I can surf the web, I get weather updates, I can access maps that show me exact directions to my destination (complete with a little blinking pinpoint of where I am to show how much farther I need to go), I pay my bills, I take photos, I can Facebook, I listen to music, I can prevent global warming and save the planet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, not quite, I don't think anyone has invented an app for that yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, I can even talk on the phone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In fact, we completely eliminated our home phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You heard correctly, there is no telephone or phone line at my house!  When I tell people this, they are astonished and perplexed.  But I don't understand why.  We don't really need a home phone anymore.  I have my mobile, hubby has his, oldest daughter has hers.  Our Internet is through cable.  We don't need a phone line.  So I had my home phone number transferred to my iPhone.  So basically, you're calling me, not my house.  Doesn't that make sense?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny story ... last summer when hubby and I were in Vegas for his business meeting, my dad calls.  He called the old home phone number, which caused my iPhone to ring.  I answered it and caught him off guard.  He says, "I thought you were in Vegas."  I said, "I am."  He replies, "but I called the house."  I had to tell him, "um no, you called the old house number, which is now my new cell number and you're actually talking to me while I'm in Vegas."  Hmmm, he pondered for a bit.  Then jokingly says, "well I didn't want to talk to you, I was calling your house to talk to talk to your brother."  (my brother was staying at our house with my kids)  To which I countered with, "Well, then you have to call &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; cell phone."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess the idea of calling the person, instead of the location will still take some time to sink in.  Anyhow, back to my original train of thought ... lists.  If I don't make lists I forget things.  Well, I don't totally forget, I just sometimes remember too late.   Like when the kids ask, "did you get shampoo at Target?"  And I say, "no it wasn't on the list."  And they say, "but I told you, don't you remember?"  And I say, "yes, I remember &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;, but since it wasn't on the list I didn't remember it when I was actually at Target!"  To which I get the big eye roll in response.  So now, the kids know to grab my iPhone and find the Target list and add their items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure if it's true, but somehow having lists makes me feel more organized.  Plus I love the sense of accomplishment when I can cross something off of the list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is a list of the current lists I have going:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Target (duh!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Save Mart (groceries)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Von's (more groceries)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*B-Alive (my vitamin/health supplement store)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Outdoor chores to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;**sub list: garden plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Indoor chores (daily/weekly)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Indoor projects (stuff that needs to be fixed/painted/redecorated, etc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*daily school plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*weekly school plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*monthly school plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*yearly school ... well you get the idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*daily to-do list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*bills to pay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*drama prop list (for our upcoming play production)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*drama costume list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*drama weekly things to accomplish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure there's more.  But I can't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I should have a Master List of my lists!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-983704788922035513?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/983704788922035513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=983704788922035513&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/983704788922035513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/983704788922035513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/02/lists.html' title='Lists'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HQNGSGhz5i4/TVjCkhGGtAI/AAAAAAAABHc/13S2wZdNqSE/s72-c/to-do-list.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8390863852864735665</id><published>2011-02-09T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T22:00:49.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide the Dolphin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My oldest daughter and I have an ongoing game ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HIDE THE DOLPHIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlTfqNRjtMQ/TVdvUXSgHsI/AAAAAAAABHM/qzqe51RUXos/s1600/bottlenose_dolphin_calf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlTfqNRjtMQ/TVdvUXSgHsI/AAAAAAAABHM/qzqe51RUXos/s400/bottlenose_dolphin_calf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573045459533962946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow, somewhere, at some point in time she acquired this tiny little toy dolphin.  By tiny, I mean it's not even an inch long.  I'm not even sure exactly when, or how, the game started.  But it goes like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hide the dolphin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You find the dolphin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now it's your turn to hide the dolphin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I find the dolphin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we keep going like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But there's a catch ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have no idea when the other one is going to do this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For example ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I open up my nightstand drawer to get a book, and there sits the little dolphin.  So I hang on to it, wait for a day, or two, or 12, and then I hide the dolphin in her jewelry box.  She may not open her jewelry box for a week.  But eventually she does, finds the dolphin, and then starts plotting her next hiding place so I can discover the dolphin again.  This has been going on for a couple of years now I think.  Then all of a sudden the little dolphin stopped turning up.  I assumed that one of us had hidden it so well that the other one never found it and the hider forgot where she hid it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well imagine my surprise a couple of weeks ago when I sat down at my computer and opened up the case for my glasses and there sat the little dolphin!  I was so surprised.  Then I started getting a whiff of mint.  Hmm, this is odd.  So I ask my oldest where in the world did dolphin turn up.  She says, "remember Mom, you hid him in the cap of my toothpaste tube?"  Oh yeah ... I had totally forgotten.  She opened up her toothpaste, there was dolphin peeking out from the goo of vanilla-mint Crest and so she squeezes it to pop him out and he ends up getting sucked into the tube.  She had to wait until the tube was empty to get him out.  No wonder he smelled minty fresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I hung on to dolphin for a few days and then I hid him in the back pocket of her new Build-A-Bear dog's blue jeans.  I know she found it.  So now I wait ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... where will little dolphin turn up next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look forward to finding him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8390863852864735665?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8390863852864735665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8390863852864735665&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8390863852864735665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8390863852864735665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/02/hide-dolphin.html' title='Hide the Dolphin'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hlTfqNRjtMQ/TVdvUXSgHsI/AAAAAAAABHM/qzqe51RUXos/s72-c/bottlenose_dolphin_calf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-2992468810866895855</id><published>2011-02-09T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T22:02:04.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My K Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me just say ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am blessed with some wonderful girlfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TVNs8eizALI/AAAAAAAABHE/w8jD7TNutRI/s1600/LovelyVintageLadies%2B%2528440%2Bx%2B275%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TVNs8eizALI/AAAAAAAABHE/w8jD7TNutRI/s400/LovelyVintageLadies%2B%2528440%2Bx%2B275%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571916950234398898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was thinking about this today.  About my wonderful friends.  And I started noticing that I have several friends who's first names start with the letter&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;K.  I even looked on Facebook and I have 22 female K friends.  And check this out ... my middle starts with K.  Not only that, my middle name actually is Kay!  I don't know why, I just thought this was pretty amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I started thinking about all these K friends.  I want to share a bit about a few of them.  Pay attention, you may recognize yourself here ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KK ... I've talked about her here before.  In fact, there may even be some photos of her on my blog.  I'm thinking of a particular photo that goes back about 25 years.  This is noteworthy, because we've been friends for a long time.  And there is nothing else as treasured as a long time friend.   This is the friend who knows how silly and irrational I can be at times.  And she knows she can be the same way with me because we totally get each other.  I can tell her anything and not fear judgement.  I can scream and shout and whine and cry to her.  She knows stuff about me ... and she still loves me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KR ... is truly one of the sweetest girls I know.  We met through homeschooling.  I love her gentle and kind nature, her willingness to help, her devotion to her hubby and daughter.  Every time we see each other we can just fall into conversation about absolutely anything.  I admire her love for the Lord and the radiance she projects because of that love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KB ... is one of my most favorite people in the world.  She just makes me happy!  Her smile and laugh are so infectious, you just want to be around her.  We have a lot in common.  In fact, there are times we can just look at each other and know exactly how the other one is feeling without saying a word.  I think we have talked about practically everything at some point, yet when we get together it just seems like there's never enough time because we could talk on and on forever.  She is also very thoughtful and kind.  I've found little gifts dropped on my doorstep.  As well as dinner for my family at a time when I needed it most.  She's definitely a blessing in my life.  And she has a huge tea collection.  ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;KB ... I have another KB friend.  We used to be neighbors.  But thankfully our friendship has survived their move across town.  Our families have hung out together ever since our oldest kids were little.  Then we both ended up pregnant with our youngest at the same time.  Her son and my Emma are a month apart.  I have so many great memories of spending time with this friend.  Most of our get-togethers revolve around the pool and the BBQ.  Or at least food of some sort.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(And the occasional margarita ;-)&lt;/span&gt;  We love to get together and eat and chat for hours.  Which reminds me, we're due for a date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I recently lost a K friend.  She was a scrapbooking buddy from way back.  We met when our middle kids were babies.  In fact, her daughter and my son share a birthday.  Despite the distance across country, we managed to keep in touch all these years. She was a great mom, a loving wife, a devoted friend, and a very talented gal. She was such an inspiration to me. Sadly, she passed away on Christmas Eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelly ... you will be missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you K friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-2992468810866895855?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/2992468810866895855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=2992468810866895855&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2992468810866895855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2992468810866895855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-k-friends.html' title='My K Friends'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TVNs8eizALI/AAAAAAAABHE/w8jD7TNutRI/s72-c/LovelyVintageLadies%2B%2528440%2Bx%2B275%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-4090307802614151698</id><published>2011-02-02T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:21:33.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Conversation with an Almost-6-year-old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our family is pretty good about all of us sitting down to dinner together.  Granted, there are a couple of nights a week where some of us are off playing floorball, or are at drama rehearsals.  But for the most part, we are a family that sits down to dinner together on a regular basis.  It is one thing I love and treasure about my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight however I had the pleasure of dining with just one of my children.  My husband was busy treating a patient and my older two kids were so engrossed in their homework I didn't have the heart to tell them to stop and come and eat.  (translation: one kid didn't want a full stomach before floorball practice and the other was busy on the computer and chose not to come when the dinner bell rang).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So my almost 6-year-old and I dined together.  The dinner conversation was fascinating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Below is the transcript:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUok2PPdkrI/AAAAAAAABG8/RzQKJBeKRes/s1600/IMG_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUok2PPdkrI/AAAAAAAABG8/RzQKJBeKRes/s400/IMG_0619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569304403419959986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emma:  So whatta you wanna talk about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  I don't know.  Do you want to talk about something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Well yes.  That's what you're supposed to do.  You sit down, you eat, and you talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  Ok, let's talk.  You go first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Well ok.  Did you know that Tom loves Becky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  Yes, I think I heard something about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Tom, he's so handsome.  He sat down with Becky and asked her to go 'gaged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  You mean, &lt;i&gt;en&lt;/i&gt;gaged?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Yeah, that's what I said.  He said, Becky have you ever been gaged before? And Becky said no, what does it mean to be gaged.  And Tom said I think you have to kiss.  And he gave her a ring.  And he said something about some other girl and Becky got mad and said she didn't want to gage him anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  That's interesting.  How do you know about Tom and Becky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  You know, from the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  Oh yes.  Well wait until you read the book.  Did you know it's a book?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Of course.  Just like &lt;i&gt;Huckberry&lt;/i&gt;.  He's in the movie too.  But the movie is much better than the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  Really?  Because I usually like the books much better than the movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Hmmm.  So when did you get gaged?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  In 1989.  By the way, do you know what engaged means?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Of course.  You have to kiss and get married.  It's very romantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  You think so?  What does romantic mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Mom, you know.  When he's handsome and everything.  That's romantic.  And do you remember when the 2 kids across the street moved away?  I was like 3 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  I remember.  What does that have to do with romantic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  And then Riley moved in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  I think you're changing the subject here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Riley is my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  Yes, I know.  What do you like about Riley?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  She's nice.  Can I have dessert?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  You have to finish your dinner.  You've been talking so much you haven't eaten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Well I'm done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me:  Eating or talking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em:  Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The End&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-4090307802614151698?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/4090307802614151698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=4090307802614151698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4090307802614151698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4090307802614151698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/02/dinner-conversation-with-almost-6-year.html' title='Dinner Conversation with an Almost-6-year-old'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUok2PPdkrI/AAAAAAAABG8/RzQKJBeKRes/s72-c/IMG_0619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6282454848671078019</id><published>2011-01-31T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T16:43:27.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons on Artists</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of an art lesson today, I had a lesson on artists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just finished watching a very impressive series called &lt;i&gt;The Impressionists&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUdPMJiIfvI/AAAAAAAABGo/gHjHeZpC990/s1600/5179FNETSHL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUdPMJiIfvI/AAAAAAAABGo/gHjHeZpC990/s400/5179FNETSHL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568506534403014386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a story of the great painters of the Impressionists era.  The story is told by the old Monet looking back on his life:  how he got started, his friendships with fellow artists, his inspirations, the struggles, the vast locations and subjects of the art.  It is truly a visual feast.  The landscapes and scenery are stunning.  The colors are amazing.  A scene will show one of the artists painting one of his famous works, then will still shot into the actual finished painting with the name captioned.  It's really like seeing the life behind the artwork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the younger Monet ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUdPGthLfTI/AAAAAAAABGg/491_nOKedf0/s1600/vlcsnap-00073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUdPGthLfTI/AAAAAAAABGg/491_nOKedf0/s400/vlcsnap-00073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568506440983477554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Played by, you guessed it ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUdO_CGDKPI/AAAAAAAABGY/8eGEy3m3zd4/s1600/Richard-Armitage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUdO_CGDKPI/AAAAAAAABGY/8eGEy3m3zd4/s400/Richard-Armitage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568506309067876594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Richard Armitage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love a chance to put his photo on my blog again.  Can you blame me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, it's tea time and I'm off to brew my new favorite:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUdOzpu_pII/AAAAAAAABGQ/FnU_NQkMlsg/s1600/IMG_3180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUdOzpu_pII/AAAAAAAABGQ/FnU_NQkMlsg/s400/IMG_3180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568506113550165122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it sounds like an odd combination ... chocolate and jasmine ... but it's quite lovely.  So I'll sip my tea and reflect on art for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oooxxxooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6282454848671078019?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6282454848671078019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6282454848671078019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6282454848671078019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6282454848671078019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/lessons-on-artists.html' title='Lessons on Artists'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUdPMJiIfvI/AAAAAAAABGo/gHjHeZpC990/s72-c/5179FNETSHL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6226264254726929970</id><published>2011-01-26T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T22:02:08.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Latest Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not a huge fan of housework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it has to be done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUED5UFtdeI/AAAAAAAABGI/AMNNCd3G4Rg/s1600/vintage-cleaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUED5UFtdeI/AAAAAAAABGI/AMNNCd3G4Rg/s400/vintage-cleaning.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566734897586730466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've flirted with &lt;a href="http://www.flylady.net/"&gt;Flylady&lt;/a&gt; for years.  She's very motivational, but I tend to get distracted or simply annoyed by the pressure and I don't keep up very well.  But occasionally my house looks, feels and smells pretty good.  You know, when all the stars align, I'm on a cleaning kick, and the kids have willingly and cheerfully completed their chores, above and beyond my impossibly high expectations.  Yeah, then.  It doesn't happen often, and the results are very brief before the mess starts up again.  But for a tiny bit of time, it's pure bliss to have a clean house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part of the bliss comes from these fine products ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUEDztYNnSI/AAAAAAAABGA/h6HfCLHTcBw/s1600/6a00d8341c81f953ef0120a6206c67970b-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUEDztYNnSI/AAAAAAAABGA/h6HfCLHTcBw/s400/6a00d8341c81f953ef0120a6206c67970b-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566734801296006434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; At one point I was going to start making my own cleaning products.  I was going for that non-toxic, healthy approach.  But seriously, I can only do so much.  I know it's not terribly time consuming to make your own products.  But I get such joy out of &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; having to do that one extra thing.  Mrs. Meyer's claims to be "earth-friendly, biodegradable, phosphate free".  Good enough for me.  The products work just as good as any others I've tried.  But what sold me was the smell!  They contain essential oils and smell absolutely divine.  My favorite scents are Basil, Lavender, and Lemon-Verbena.  I can't believe how often I'm cleaning my counters and kitchen table now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have no affiliation with Mrs. Meyer's.  Other than I will be a forever customer now.  I'm sold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6226264254726929970?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6226264254726929970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6226264254726929970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6226264254726929970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6226264254726929970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-latest-discovery.html' title='My Latest Discovery'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TUED5UFtdeI/AAAAAAAABGI/AMNNCd3G4Rg/s72-c/vintage-cleaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-1890431518221277124</id><published>2011-01-25T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T15:16:54.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Who's 17!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Happy Birthday Selena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TT9ZjLsZLYI/AAAAAAAABF4/xZhR-i-d3zU/s1600/IMG_0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TT9ZjLsZLYI/AAAAAAAABF4/xZhR-i-d3zU/s400/IMG_0579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566266125422505346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-1890431518221277124?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/1890431518221277124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=1890431518221277124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1890431518221277124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1890431518221277124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/look-whos-17.html' title='Look Who&apos;s 17!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TT9ZjLsZLYI/AAAAAAAABF4/xZhR-i-d3zU/s72-c/IMG_0579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-4680089689691002323</id><published>2011-01-21T20:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T21:25:36.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So today I had a clandestine meeting with some guy I met on the Internet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've been exchanging emails for a couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was offering me something I couldn't refuse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So today we met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he delivered everything he promised me he would.  And more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, ok ... so it wasn't as secretive and illicit as all that.  Don't be letting your minds wander.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really, what kind of a girl do you think I am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The truth is, I recently joined my local Freecycle group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TTpgXqZ5_iI/AAAAAAAABFw/tBDgm7BU6tQ/s1600/freecycle-TP-med.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TTpgXqZ5_iI/AAAAAAAABFw/tBDgm7BU6tQ/s400/freecycle-TP-med.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564866249205874210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you aware of Freecycle.org?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I wasn't until just a few months ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basically, it's an email group.  You join a group that's local to you.  Now you're a part of a community privy to items people are looking to give away.  Or you can post items you would like to pass along.  It's all free.  The idea is to share things you no longer want or need instead of tossing them.  And it creates a community of sharing and caring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have noticed all sorts of items up for grabs.  Everything from furniture and exercise equipment to baby formula and boxed mac and cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, this is what I scored ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TTpgTBc4DuI/AAAAAAAABFo/FcXazxwFtKA/s1600/Purple-Potatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TTpgTBc4DuI/AAAAAAAABFo/FcXazxwFtKA/s400/Purple-Potatoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564866169492999906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A very nice gentleman was sharing his abundance of purple potatoes, ready for planting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I'm talking about ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the whole sharing and caring community thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He grows potatoes, had way more seed potatoes than he needs for his own use, and is thoughtful enough to want to share with others.  What a blessing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He even threw in some garlic too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TTpgN5N1WCI/AAAAAAAABFg/rSyKSyZB2Vc/s1600/garlic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TTpgN5N1WCI/AAAAAAAABFg/rSyKSyZB2Vc/s400/garlic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564866081383077922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to get my garden tilled and ready to plant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I know sometimes things like this can go sour, and there are people who don't join the group for the right reasons, and others that flake on their promises, and all that.  But I have faith that by and large people are going to play nice and be fair.  Besides, I made sure my family knew where I was going.  And I took my now-taller-than-I-am, with-a-developing-deep-voice, son with me just in case.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I met a new friend!  And I gained some valuable knowledge about growing potatoes and garlic.  And even a tip on a good source for baby chicks whenever we get our backyard coop ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next step, cleaning out my garage so I can pass along some things we no longer need.  What's that saying ... one man's trash is another man's treasure.  Then I'm sure we can bless many people out there with our bounty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-4680089689691002323?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/4680089689691002323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=4680089689691002323&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4680089689691002323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4680089689691002323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/sharing.html' title='Sharing'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TTpgXqZ5_iI/AAAAAAAABFw/tBDgm7BU6tQ/s72-c/freecycle-TP-med.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-1534817501350437743</id><published>2011-01-17T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T20:59:01.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's cold here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sun didn't show itself all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been coughing for 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I made a home-remedy recipe for cough syrup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has ginger, honey, apple cider vinegar and cayenne pepper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cayenne pretty much makes your throat numb.  So in essence you could say it works in an odd way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My son cut off his long golden red locks today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My son is also now taller than me and closing in fast on his dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I hear my son's voice from another room and wonder who the strange man is in my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sat in our pool today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It didn't have any water in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I still froze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kids and I are working on a 1000 piece puzzle of San Francisco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A perfect activity for a cold, dreary day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was surprised at how well my almost 6-year old does with a puzzle like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I assumed she wouldn't be able to focus long enough on it, but she shows great concentration.  And she's very good at finding the exact piece I'm looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She amazes me on a daily basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Same daughter also talks non-stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chatter, chatter, chatter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just had to pause between typing those last 2 sentences because she had something to tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still watching British tele.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last series I completed was called Berkeley Square.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quaint little show about the divide between upper class society and their hired help.  Sadly the show only ran for one season.  It was good costuming homework for me though as we'll be using some turn of the century styles in our upcoming play production.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm now watching BBC's Robin Hood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll have to do a separate post on that one since a certain Richard Armitage stars in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, Mmm-hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like doing posts without photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's a random shot ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TTUZ2zd72-I/AAAAAAAABFY/ZXsPYgLVQ_E/s1600/Sandy%2BCay%2BCaribbean%2Bbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TTUZ2zd72-I/AAAAAAAABFY/ZXsPYgLVQ_E/s400/Sandy%2BCay%2BCaribbean%2Bbeach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563381344005512162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something warm and inviting to day-dream about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the color of that water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to paint my bathroom that color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm done rambling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-1534817501350437743?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/1534817501350437743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=1534817501350437743&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1534817501350437743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1534817501350437743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/random-ramblings.html' title='Random Ramblings'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TTUZ2zd72-I/AAAAAAAABFY/ZXsPYgLVQ_E/s72-c/Sandy%2BCay%2BCaribbean%2Bbeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-5580014842580897117</id><published>2011-01-13T21:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:51:59.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it interesting how memories can be linked to a specific smell?  Anytime I smell raisin pie I'm taken right back to my grandma's kitchen.  The smell of Coppertone reminds me of the summers of my youth.  And star jasmine in bloom reminds me of buying our first house.  Which we still live in, by the way, yet the star jasmine no longer grows along the front walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TS_eaTjz64I/AAAAAAAABFQ/dn3uShDF-sE/s1600/EsteeLauder-YouthDew-W500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TS_eaTjz64I/AAAAAAAABFQ/dn3uShDF-sE/s400/EsteeLauder-YouthDew-W500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561908608334293890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the smell of my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her signature fragrance was Estee Lauder's &lt;i&gt;Youth Dew&lt;/i&gt;.  She preferred the bath oil over the spray.  She would dab it on her wrists and neck and behind her ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She would always purchase her &lt;i&gt;Youth Dew&lt;/i&gt; at Gottschalk's department store.  Many times she would splurge and get the dusting powder too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I now have the last bottle of &lt;i&gt;Youth Dew&lt;/i&gt; my mom owned.  There is about half of a bottle left.  I keep it in my dresser drawer.  Every time I open the drawer I get a subtle whiff of my mother.  It's the smell of warmth, security, reassurance, tenderness, confidence, strength, compassion and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It always makes me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-5580014842580897117?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/5580014842580897117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=5580014842580897117&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5580014842580897117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5580014842580897117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/memories-of-mom.html' title='Memories of Mom'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TS_eaTjz64I/AAAAAAAABFQ/dn3uShDF-sE/s72-c/EsteeLauder-YouthDew-W500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-5486516949291614443</id><published>2011-01-12T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:10:50.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with Luna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Luna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TS6Q68Y19mI/AAAAAAAABFI/XBnOSzypuzM/s1600/IMG_0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TS6Q68Y19mI/AAAAAAAABFI/XBnOSzypuzM/s400/IMG_0457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561541932166280802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's the indoor cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks pretty sweet and innocent, doesn't she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deep down, I think this is who she really is ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TS6QwW6bRcI/AAAAAAAABFA/nhLzWl-dOQ4/s1600/cat079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TS6QwW6bRcI/AAAAAAAABFA/nhLzWl-dOQ4/s400/cat079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561541750307898818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's been a naughty kitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She wasn't always that way though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luna is about 7 years old.  We got her at the SPCA after our beloved Calorie died.  I've always had a cat in my life.  I can't imagine not having a cat.  The kids and I went and looked at all the kitties at the shelter ... and Luna chose us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's how it works you know.  Unlike a dog, you don't chose a cat, they chose you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well Luna settled right in and took over the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we all got along fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we did the unthinkable, inconsiderate act of having a baby and actually bringing it home.  To live in Luna's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was not happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few years later we err again and bring home a dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A DOG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Into a house dominated by a cat who was barely tolerating a baby at that point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, we took it a step too far last year and really blew it when we adopted 2 stray cats living behind our garden shed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These 2 cats are outdoor girls.  But it doesn't matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luna's had enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So guess what she does now to show her disapproval?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She pees on the carpet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eeeeegads ... there is nothing worse than cat pee on the carpet.  She has one spot in the hall that she returns to whenever she's feeling stressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I'm the one that's about to blow a fuse over her behavior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've tried everything to deter her.  I have used the enzyme products and cleaners.  I have ripped up the corner of the carpet to get all the way down to the concrete foundation to deodorize and clean it.  I bought her a new litter box that she loves.  She gets plenty of attention and food and treats and toys.  She certainly acts like life is good.  And yet, she still does it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrggghh ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-5486516949291614443?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/5486516949291614443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=5486516949291614443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5486516949291614443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5486516949291614443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-with-luna.html' title='Life with Luna'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TS6Q68Y19mI/AAAAAAAABFI/XBnOSzypuzM/s72-c/IMG_0457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-5573599164810627034</id><published>2011-01-10T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T14:14:51.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold January Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's freezing here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, I'm exaggerating.  It's 46 degrees.  Not quite freezing.  But I am COLD!  I'm wearing a knitted scarf in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's 10 days into the new year and I still can't seem to get myself in gear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made chicken and dumplings for dinner last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've started rehearsals for our spring play production.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids are doing a fabulous job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My oldest daughter will turn 17 in a few weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm planning my summer vegetable garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm wondering if I can get away with planting some veggies in the front yard.  Seems like such a waste of land for a lawn and shrubs that don't produce anything useful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This photo pops up on my desktop from time to time ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSuAkSzfoQI/AAAAAAAABE4/iN-Q15VFrQg/s1600/Exterior%2B-%2BAutumn%2BShot%2B%2B-%2BWallpaper%2BSmall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSuAkSzfoQI/AAAAAAAABE4/iN-Q15VFrQg/s400/Exterior%2B-%2BAutumn%2BShot%2B%2B-%2BWallpaper%2BSmall.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560679525930475778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have no idea where this is, but it always makes me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It looks so peaceful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This guy makes me smile too ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSuAeeM2OtI/AAAAAAAABEw/2YGYVW9c6hA/s1600/Richard%2BArmitage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSuAeeM2OtI/AAAAAAAABEw/2YGYVW9c6hA/s400/Richard%2BArmitage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560679425910389458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally watched &lt;i&gt;North and South&lt;/i&gt;.  My daughter has been bugging me to watch this for months.  I can't believe I waited so long.  Look at what I was missing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-5573599164810627034?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/5573599164810627034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=5573599164810627034&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5573599164810627034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5573599164810627034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/cold-january-randomness.html' title='Cold January Randomness'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSuAkSzfoQI/AAAAAAAABE4/iN-Q15VFrQg/s72-c/Exterior%2B-%2BAutumn%2BShot%2B%2B-%2BWallpaper%2BSmall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6222895546185019208</id><published>2011-01-08T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T21:42:03.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I recently revived tea time at my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every afternoon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we take a little break for tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSlG_xzDfgI/AAAAAAAABEo/_FpBXVTzZxI/s1600/victorian_tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSlG_xzDfgI/AAAAAAAABEo/_FpBXVTzZxI/s400/victorian_tea.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560053276478766594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone has their favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My oldest daughter likes Coconut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My son likes a fruity Swedish blend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My youngest daughter likes any kind as long it has sugar and milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm an Earl Grey lover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But my current favorite has to be Jasmine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm with my youngest, I have to have sugar and milk too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Christmas my sister-in-law and her family gave me one of these ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSlE0z_kh8I/AAAAAAAABEg/nFwPktdSMxA/s1600/numi_dragonlily1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSlE0z_kh8I/AAAAAAAABEg/nFwPktdSMxA/s400/numi_dragonlily1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560050889066317762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the cutest little tea pot with those blooming flower teas.  You pop that little pod in there and it blossoms into this sea urchin looking thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's quite fascinating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I haven't given up coffee.  It still starts my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But around 3:30 in the afternoon you'll find me putting on a pot of tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feel free to stop by and I'll share a cup!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6222895546185019208?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6222895546185019208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6222895546185019208&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6222895546185019208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6222895546185019208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/tea.html' title='Tea'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSlG_xzDfgI/AAAAAAAABEo/_FpBXVTzZxI/s72-c/victorian_tea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-3951311961325553829</id><published>2011-01-03T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T17:20:21.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kid photos pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Early in December, I took the kids to my dad's for a "country" photo shoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know ... every year, round 'em up, make 'em tolerate the elements - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and mom's quirky photo op ideas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- for the perfect Christmas card photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think they had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or at least they didn't complain too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I loved the results ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzhjxtfrI/AAAAAAAABEY/2a3GG89Rd1A/s1600/P1010011_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzhjxtfrI/AAAAAAAABEY/2a3GG89Rd1A/s400/P1010011_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558131910505234098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzZUcvbGI/AAAAAAAABEQ/LI7ae-Rpsfo/s1600/P1010020_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzZUcvbGI/AAAAAAAABEQ/LI7ae-Rpsfo/s400/P1010020_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558131768951794786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzPvgjKWI/AAAAAAAABEI/uk5G33MoXzk/s1600/P1010025_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzPvgjKWI/AAAAAAAABEI/uk5G33MoXzk/s400/P1010025_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558131604416833890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzJMNQt_I/AAAAAAAABEA/6FTEw-F1Yes/s1600/P1010035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzJMNQt_I/AAAAAAAABEA/6FTEw-F1Yes/s400/P1010035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558131491861477362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzCTeHUiI/AAAAAAAABD4/HKRLiI_HkGg/s1600/P1010031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzCTeHUiI/AAAAAAAABD4/HKRLiI_HkGg/s400/P1010031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558131373552128546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJy7MTO1PI/AAAAAAAABDw/qREn2Pr9B6Y/s1600/P1010022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJy7MTO1PI/AAAAAAAABDw/qREn2Pr9B6Y/s400/P1010022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558131251368350962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-3951311961325553829?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/3951311961325553829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=3951311961325553829&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/3951311961325553829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/3951311961325553829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/kid-photos-pt-2.html' title='Kid photos pt. 2'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSJzhjxtfrI/AAAAAAAABEY/2a3GG89Rd1A/s72-c/P1010011_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8463523756500770337</id><published>2011-01-02T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T20:47:02.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reviving the ol' Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yeehaw ... I'm starting this thing back up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've really missed blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So let's get going again ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thought I would start off with photos of my kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are the shots that made the 2010 Christmas card ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFT6rtTbeI/AAAAAAAABDI/gWxuPCiTY7s/s1600/P1010005_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFT6rtTbeI/AAAAAAAABDI/gWxuPCiTY7s/s400/P1010005_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557815682782162402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFT1aHnNoI/AAAAAAAABDA/HT0IZ2XVbSE/s1600/P1010007_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFT1aHnNoI/AAAAAAAABDA/HT0IZ2XVbSE/s400/P1010007_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557815592161326722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFTwZ19bDI/AAAAAAAABC4/gDNZasT8vys/s1600/P1010029_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFTwZ19bDI/AAAAAAAABC4/gDNZasT8vys/s400/P1010029_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557815506187938866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'll post a few more tomorrow and maybe chat a little bit too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy New Year Everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8463523756500770337?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8463523756500770337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8463523756500770337&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8463523756500770337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8463523756500770337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2011/01/reviving-ol-blog.html' title='Reviving the ol&apos; Blog!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFT6rtTbeI/AAAAAAAABDI/gWxuPCiTY7s/s72-c/P1010005_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8336311847997416592</id><published>2010-07-26T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T21:54:56.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year I decided that I would actually take the summer off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the past I've used the summer months to host classes, to take on projects around the house, to tackle previously put-aside crafts, or to catch up on schoolwork with the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After losing my mom this past spring I decided that I wanted to use these few months to just rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To reflect upon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really believe that sometimes we just need a season to rest and regroup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that's exactly what I've been doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been reading old favorites (deserves a post of its own), writing down my thoughts and memories (not quite ready for public display though, sorry) and watching some awesome television series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And just what have I been watching?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember how I was drawn to &lt;a href="http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-ive-been-watching.html"&gt;British TV shows and free DVDs from the library&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I have some more to share with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here we go ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RrCjKxqI/AAAAAAAABCk/DzsLoKjiXIY/s1600/FoylesWar_DunkirkToVEDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RrCjKxqI/AAAAAAAABCk/DzsLoKjiXIY/s400/FoylesWar_DunkirkToVEDay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498421994926556834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Foyle's War&lt;/i&gt;.  You may be familiar with this one if you're a fan of Masterpiece on PBS.  This show has everything I enjoy.  Mystery, history and engaging main characters.  I love the setting and costuming of the WWII era.  And Michael Kitchen as Detective Foyle is outstanding! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RljPlnUI/AAAAAAAABCc/ftjoZNKuJ3A/s1600/Cold_Feet_series_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RljPlnUI/AAAAAAAABCc/ftjoZNKuJ3A/s400/Cold_Feet_series_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498421900623584578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always love a show that has a good mix to it.  The drama keeps me interested and the comedy makes me laugh out loud.  &lt;i&gt;Cold Feet &lt;/i&gt;is a show I stumbled across at the library and I'm so glad I did.  It reminds me of &lt;i&gt;Friends&lt;/i&gt; with a British twist.  And I found another favorite actor to follow in James Nesbitt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RekZoVZI/AAAAAAAABCU/SN8aEQvaCtU/s1600/35907657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RekZoVZI/AAAAAAAABCU/SN8aEQvaCtU/s400/35907657.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498421780675057042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I don't even know how to describe the show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cracker&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;.  And I don't know why my typing is now showing up underlined.  ????  I don't know how to make the line go away.  I hope it's not linking to something.  Eeek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cracker&lt;/i&gt;, yes that is Robbie Coltrane, aka Hagrid from Harry Potter.  He plays a psychologist who smokes too much and drinks too much and messes up his own life in many ways but is so brilliant he can tap into the mind of even the darkest of criminals and help the police solve cases.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I must issue a parental warning here though ... this show isn't for my younger readers.  The subject matter, language and violence are pretty intense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RekZoVZI/AAAAAAAABCU/SN8aEQvaCtU/s1600/35907657.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RekZoVZI/AAAAAAAABCU/SN8aEQvaCtU/s1600/35907657.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RXvTsCJI/AAAAAAAABCM/3ZH2OzJ2C0I/s1600/51j-9Y45I-L._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RXvTsCJI/AAAAAAAABCM/3ZH2OzJ2C0I/s400/51j-9Y45I-L._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498421663343839378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clatterford&lt;/i&gt; ... ok another one of those shows I happened to stumble across.  Talk about cute, heartwarming, charming and hysterically funny.  Do not try to drink iced tea when you're watching this or you risk blowing it out your nose!  This show has an assortment of women brought together by the local woman's club.  You just have to get to know them and see what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RNJkLtvI/AAAAAAAABCE/r4JSB8hqwxE/s1600/DVD_Rebus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 378px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RNJkLtvI/AAAAAAAABCE/r4JSB8hqwxE/s400/DVD_Rebus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498421481413785330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course I couldn't leave out a Scottish pick for you.  &lt;i&gt;Rebus&lt;/i&gt; is the series based on Scottish author Ian Rankin's detective books.  My mother's maiden name was Rankin, so I could quite possibly be related!  I'm looking into that.  I've read a couple of his books but I love the series even better.  Mainly because actor Ken Stott is exactly how I saw Rebus in my head when I was reading.  I love when they get casting right.  So again, a little mystery, a crime to solve, an endearing yet flawed main character, and it's Scottish ... need I say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RMkRbOzI/AAAAAAAABB8/1_8s9SL0u0I/s1600/Murphy%27sLaw_S1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RMkRbOzI/AAAAAAAABB8/1_8s9SL0u0I/s400/Murphy%27sLaw_S1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498421471402998578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally ... &lt;i&gt;Murphy's Law&lt;/i&gt;.  Remember James Nesbitt from &lt;i&gt;Cold Feet&lt;/i&gt; up above?  Here he plays an undercover detective with a very sad past.  He is charming and witty, but also tough and troubled.  I've only been able to get Season 1 from the library, but it was enough to suck me in and wanting to see more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(viewer discretion advised for all of the above mentioned shows ... teens have your parents preview first, and parents don't call me to complain ... be cautious is all I'm saying if you have young 'uns in the house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that's what I've been watching this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and I started doing Yoga too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, another post for another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8336311847997416592?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8336311847997416592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8336311847997416592&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8336311847997416592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8336311847997416592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TE5RrCjKxqI/AAAAAAAABCk/DzsLoKjiXIY/s72-c/FoylesWar_DunkirkToVEDay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-4522990799334145449</id><published>2010-06-11T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:31:26.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where oh where ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;... has my little blog gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TBL9oJVqB5I/AAAAAAAABB0/AwqySqerdeI/s1600/the-twilight-zone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TBL9oJVqB5I/AAAAAAAABB0/AwqySqerdeI/s400/the-twilight-zone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481722562606663570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, I'm still here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But I haven't been keeping up on this blog very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Life got busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The last few months have been difficult.  I'm doing OK though.  Don't worry.  I just haven't had the desire or the time to really think about my blog.  And when I did, I really didn't know what I wanted to say.  I still don't.  But I'll be thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And I'll get back to you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;In the meantime ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Enjoy your summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Enjoy time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Enjoy the time you have with those that are with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Make memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Take pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-4522990799334145449?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/4522990799334145449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=4522990799334145449&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4522990799334145449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4522990799334145449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2010/06/where-oh-where.html' title='Where oh where ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TBL9oJVqB5I/AAAAAAAABB0/AwqySqerdeI/s72-c/the-twilight-zone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-79157423266015889</id><published>2010-04-16T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:54:54.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S8lLwB-fyOI/AAAAAAAABBg/XqrwWQFRojA/s1600/P4160035_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S8lLwB-fyOI/AAAAAAAABBg/XqrwWQFRojA/s400/P4160035_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460979311699806434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Claudene Harland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3/4/1934 - 4/13/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-79157423266015889?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/79157423266015889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=79157423266015889&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/79157423266015889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/79157423266015889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-mom.html' title='My Mom'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S8lLwB-fyOI/AAAAAAAABBg/XqrwWQFRojA/s72-c/P4160035_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-7586699989757720377</id><published>2010-04-11T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:35:37.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are the strongest, bravest, most generous, loving,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kind and caring soul I've ever known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have shown me what it means to be a true woman of faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life hasn't always been fair or easy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you have handled it with dignity and grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have fought the good fight ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Mama, it's okay now to let go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I pray for you to finally be free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Eternal peace, love and healing ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;is waiting for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;in God's loving embrace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It won't be easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will miss you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we will always love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we will be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-7586699989757720377?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/7586699989757720377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=7586699989757720377&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7586699989757720377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7586699989757720377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-my-mother.html' title='For My Mother'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-5120404520588001121</id><published>2010-02-26T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T17:18:10.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've Been Watching ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Do you remember my obsession with this ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S4htAfvh-zI/AAAAAAAABBY/J1R1-sMj3rY/s1600-h/monarch-of-the-glen-dvd-collection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 348px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S4htAfvh-zI/AAAAAAAABBY/J1R1-sMj3rY/s400/monarch-of-the-glen-dvd-collection.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442720004965530418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You know ... Scottish, castle, quirky and lovable characters ... cute laird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My kinda show.  Well I'm up to season 5 now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And then I got sidetracked a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;With this ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S4hs8fv13NI/AAAAAAAABBQ/u0LuNRNaF6Q/s1600-h/ballykissangel_dvd_the_complete_colleection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S4hs8fv13NI/AAAAAAAABBQ/u0LuNRNaF6Q/s400/ballykissangel_dvd_the_complete_colleection.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442719936247356626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;... Irish, quaint village, quirky and lovable characters ... cute priest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;How come I didn't know about these shows when they were actually on television?  I'm just so glad I found them now.  I'm really enjoying them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I actually purchased the DVDs of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Monarch of the Glen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  But I went a different route with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ballykissangel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I went here ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S4hs3W_kEzI/AAAAAAAABBI/ecO30ZKvXH8/s1600-h/Woodward+Park+Library5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S4hs3W_kEzI/AAAAAAAABBI/ecO30ZKvXH8/s400/Woodward+Park+Library5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442719847998034738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My local public library.  About a mile from my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I can check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ballykissangel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;... for FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Not only that, I have checked out tons of movies.  Yeah, all FREE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well, except when I'm a day or two late returning them and have to pay the 25 cents a day fine.  But it's still better than renting or buying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; And they have pretty much everything I've been looking for.  If it's not at my local branch I can request it.  I really haven't had to wait more than a week or two to get most of the DVDs I want.  I keep a running list of titles I'm interested in and I add a few more to my queue every week.  And then I get a phone call when they arrive at my local branch.  I've done this for several years with books.  As homeschoolers we're always requesting various books to supplement our studies.  I guess it just didn't occur to me to put DVDs on hold.  I'm sure glad I figured it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's been fabulous!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In my next post I'll tell you about a great mini-series I stumbled across.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So stay tuned ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-5120404520588001121?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/5120404520588001121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=5120404520588001121&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5120404520588001121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5120404520588001121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-ive-been-watching.html' title='What I&apos;ve Been Watching ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S4htAfvh-zI/AAAAAAAABBY/J1R1-sMj3rY/s72-c/monarch-of-the-glen-dvd-collection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8504421149117624581</id><published>2010-02-23T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T13:30:32.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Miss Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I know ... it's been ages since I've blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think about it.  I create posts in my head.  I get on the computer and check other blogs.  But I never get around to writing my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'll try and get back in the swing of things here.  Soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In the meantime ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I entered Pioneer Woman's canine photo contest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S4RE2W5HJaI/AAAAAAAABBA/HGOz2Q-LMAs/s1600-h/P9020044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S4RE2W5HJaI/AAAAAAAABBA/HGOz2Q-LMAs/s400/P9020044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441549950419150242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not a great photographer ... but I love this photo of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tonka&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makes me smile every time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8504421149117624581?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8504421149117624581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8504421149117624581&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8504421149117624581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8504421149117624581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-you-miss-me.html' title='Do You Miss Me?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/S4RE2W5HJaI/AAAAAAAABBA/HGOz2Q-LMAs/s72-c/P9020044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6756196226310105779</id><published>2009-12-28T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:36:56.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Year With No Christmas Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year I did not send out Christmas cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But if I had, I might have used these photos ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SzlbeiAX49I/AAAAAAAABA4/e-R_nlkks3A/s1600-h/P9080007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SzlbeiAX49I/AAAAAAAABA4/e-R_nlkks3A/s400/P9080007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420464206599676882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one was taken in Cambria over the summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SzlbR5DIeDI/AAAAAAAABAw/FhXea98VdJw/s1600-h/PA170022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SzlbR5DIeDI/AAAAAAAABAw/FhXea98VdJw/s400/PA170022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420463989446965298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are sitting on the waterfall at my mother-in-law's new house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Szla1BaKpKI/AAAAAAAABAo/AGHhyteGWFM/s1600-h/PB260037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Szla1BaKpKI/AAAAAAAABAo/AGHhyteGWFM/s400/PB260037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420463493474854050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was taken at Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SzlahZbFFyI/AAAAAAAABAg/YwxQTTmRsdc/s1600-h/PC240044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SzlahZbFFyI/AAAAAAAABAg/YwxQTTmRsdc/s400/PC240044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420463156323751714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And finally, all of us on Christmas Eve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you all many blessings in the New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6756196226310105779?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6756196226310105779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6756196226310105779&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6756196226310105779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6756196226310105779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-with-no-christmas-card.html' title='The Year With No Christmas Card'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SzlbeiAX49I/AAAAAAAABA4/e-R_nlkks3A/s72-c/P9080007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-4957288135899919880</id><published>2009-12-21T09:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T09:44:53.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sy-0BMXMBvI/AAAAAAAABAA/Tp0t9sBdEGs/s1600-h/a_merry_christmas_tree_postcard_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sy-0BMXMBvI/AAAAAAAABAA/Tp0t9sBdEGs/s400/a_merry_christmas_tree_postcard_a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417746809341347570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-4957288135899919880?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/4957288135899919880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=4957288135899919880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4957288135899919880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4957288135899919880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sy-0BMXMBvI/AAAAAAAABAA/Tp0t9sBdEGs/s72-c/a_merry_christmas_tree_postcard_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-9209525767044235941</id><published>2009-12-03T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:40:32.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're How Old?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it was bound to happen again this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am another year older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know ... it happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So in honor of my 42&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, I'm being honest ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;42!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;... I'm re-posting my favorite TV commercial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I love this ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;these women are who I want to be when I grow up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(and yes it's a commercial promoting mammograms, which has been a subject of controversy lately.  And yes, I have an opinion on the whole issue, but I'll save that for another post.  In the meantime, just enjoy the spirit of these "old" women!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oOcIWo6Hdfg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oOcIWo6Hdfg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-9209525767044235941?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/9209525767044235941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=9209525767044235941&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/9209525767044235941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/9209525767044235941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/12/youre-how-old.html' title='You&apos;re How Old?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8636806627799156314</id><published>2009-11-10T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T14:10:14.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I seem to be good at the pointless, random blog posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's another one ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was scrolling through my iPhoto library and came across this one ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvndJ4KiKcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/p7nY_WIc6H8/s1600-h/P8290067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 361px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvndJ4KiKcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/p7nY_WIc6H8/s400/P8290067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402592389772749250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone borrowed my camera for a very creative photo shoot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder what Teddy is listening to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Probably some Diana Krall or Michael Buble by the way he's all kicked back and chillaxin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Egg rolls just aren't the same the day after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You don't really realize that you mostly chew your food on the same side of your mouth all the time until you get a tooth worked on and can't chew on that side for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally spent some of last year's Christmas gift cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I bought myself this ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvndEPN29PI/AAAAAAAAA_w/nnPsfubOE6U/s1600-h/51AcroF8PPL._SL500_.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvndEPN29PI/AAAAAAAAA_w/nnPsfubOE6U/s400/51AcroF8PPL._SL500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402592292881495282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Svnc-Zr0IKI/AAAAAAAAA_o/p9mNTk5wDTA/s1600-h/gerard.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to make every single cookie in this book!  But I'm not going to blog about it.  There are people already doing/done that.  Well I might.  Because it will be random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm allergic to seafood.  But I love shrimp.  And occasionally I eat it anyhow.  And it makes my lips and tongue itch.  And if I eat too much I get these nice little hives all over.  If you could see me now, you'd see my swollen upper lip!  Not pretty.  But the shrimp was yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I went to the Goodwill last week.  Spent $20 and came home with 7 brand new, listen ... BRAND NEW! ... sweaters.  Ann Taylor, Liz Claiborne, Ralph Lauren.  I'm not kidding!  I am someone that really does not clothes shop for myself.  If I can't pick up a top or pants at Target, because I'm there anyhow, then I just don't take the time or the money to shop for myself.  But I'm definitely going to do the Goodwill thing again.  It made me very happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know this is the same Scottish treat at last post ... but his birthday is in 3 days, and he's always worth another glimpse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Svnc-Zr0IKI/AAAAAAAAA_o/p9mNTk5wDTA/s1600-h/gerard.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Svnc-Zr0IKI/AAAAAAAAA_o/p9mNTk5wDTA/s400/gerard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402592192612278434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my Jamie Fraser.  Do y'all know what I'm talking about?  If you don't ... ask me ... I have an entire world of books to lay on you.  You'll never be the same!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If he does the longer hair look, he is it.  I know Kris, Kat and Shawn probably have opinions on this one.  Tell me girls ... who's your Jamie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8636806627799156314?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8636806627799156314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8636806627799156314&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8636806627799156314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8636806627799156314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/11/did-you-know.html' title='Did You Know?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvndJ4KiKcI/AAAAAAAAA_4/p7nY_WIc6H8/s72-c/P8290067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-2693207965074443413</id><published>2009-11-03T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:05:14.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a slacker blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been so long since I've done a blog post, I should have tons of stuff to write about.  Well you would think.  But then when I sit down to actually do it, I have nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'll just randomly throw out whatever pops into my mind as we go along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we go ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvCtY5hczPI/AAAAAAAAA_g/RbpL7QOrots/s1600-h/PB030030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvCtY5hczPI/AAAAAAAAA_g/RbpL7QOrots/s400/PB030030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400006596486810866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did the responsible pet owner thing and had these two cuties spayed last week.  Remember, these are the kittens we rescued from behind our garden shed last spring.  They are now official members of the family.  The gray one is Fluffy Pants, and the black one is June Bug.  It's hard to imagine they came from the same litter.  They are so different.  June Bug is a true outdoor cat with survival skills.  She catches birds and bugs and is lean and fit.  Fluffy Pants, on the other hand, would rather lounge in the house, and cries if she finds herself alone.  I think this photo sums them both up pretty well ... see ... June Bug looking at something moving in the dirt and planning her next move.  Fluffy Pants looking a bit confused as if to say, "what am I doing here?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My husband just got back from a 10 day business trip to Hawaii.  I know what you're thinking ... is it really work if you're in Hawaii?  And why didn't I go along?  Well I thought about it.  But I'm not quite ready to leave the 4-year old.  Not just yet.  Ask me again next year.  It was cool to be able to video chat with him every evening though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of the 4-year old ... we've been making lapbooks for school.  I should do an entire post on that.  We find a subject to study and make up various projects to coordinate with it, and put it all in a little book.  So far we've studied the farm, the fair, and apples.  Next up ... leaves and Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Halloween my oldest daughter dressed as a gypsy, my son was sort of a mad scientist, but ended up taking off the costume after about 5 minutes.  And the 4-year old was a pink and purple fairy.  Complete with wings that flutter when she walks.  I would show you a photo, but my husband had the camera in Hawaii.  I'll have them put their costumes back on this week just for pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvCtM4I5-8I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/R1J6G49AXLw/s1600-h/%2BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvCtM4I5-8I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/R1J6G49AXLw/s400/%2BG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400006389957000130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My previous posts were Scottish in nature.  So I thought I'd continue the trend with this fine photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's see ... what else ... oh yeah, my mother-in-law and her husband have moved into town from Sacramento.  It's nice to have them closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love playing Farmville on Facebook.  Does anyone else play this?  What a cute little game.  I'm currently growing squash, watermelons and peppers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm rooting for Donny Osmond on &lt;i&gt;Dancing With The Stars&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has taken me most of the year, but I am almost finished reading &lt;i&gt;The Odyssey&lt;/i&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bet my son $20 he wouldn't jump in the pool today (water temp was 60*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess who won?  Or lost, depending on how you look at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And on that note ... nothing else is popping into my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'll leave you with this ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... what I'm making for dinner tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvCtHQu-wpI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/kn84frM8Ny8/s1600-h/16edf09_e_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvCtHQu-wpI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/kn84frM8Ny8/s400/16edf09_e_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400006293479932562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know what it is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-2693207965074443413?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/2693207965074443413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=2693207965074443413&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2693207965074443413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2693207965074443413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-slacker-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m a slacker blogger'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SvCtY5hczPI/AAAAAAAAA_g/RbpL7QOrots/s72-c/PB030030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-5240735402533955224</id><published>2009-10-18T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:56:08.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Get a New Hair-Do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the last few days we have had unusually humid weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a tad cloudy, a bit overcast and slightly foggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And since I've had Scotland on my mind for a while now ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StveIbOTn2I/AAAAAAAAA-w/yZSd7surU84/s1600-h/scotland.JPG.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StveIbOTn2I/AAAAAAAAA-w/yZSd7surU84/s400/scotland.JPG.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394149215034384226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... I'll show you what it has looked liked here with a picture from there.  I like to use visuals whenever possible to tell such enchanting stories on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Except for the gorgeous hills, the quaint little stream and the overall greenness part, this photo could have been taken from my house.  After all, the cloudy, overcast, foggy look is spot on.  And if I look out my window, and ignore all the flat suburban sprawl, concrete, asphalt and traffic ... well it's just like I'm in Scotland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love using my imagination whenever possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the downsides of this misty weather is the effect it's having on my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what happened.  But after my last pregnancy my hair got wavy.  The texture changed and it took on this kinky, curly, frizzy thing.  Now this was just weird for me because I've had straight, flat hair my entire life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Except for that time during the 80's where I looked like this ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StveCrkDeVI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Cp-X0NKXKdA/s1600-h/bon-jovi-BigHair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StveCrkDeVI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Cp-X0NKXKdA/s400/bon-jovi-BigHair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394149116341352786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can only imagine the massive amounts of fussing and Aqua-Net hairspray I used to achieve that look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now I don't even need to try.  I let my hair air dry and it goes all wavy and frizzy by itself.  It takes some time and some serious hair product to get it to behave now.  And that's on normal days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Throw in the humidity of the last few days ... and look out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Stvd9wxQS2I/AAAAAAAAA-g/5nBofkGZDSg/s1600-h/big-hair-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Stvd9wxQS2I/AAAAAAAAA-g/5nBofkGZDSg/s400/big-hair-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394149031839550306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course this photo isn't really me.  But it could be.  Except for the flawlessly youthful complexion.  Focus on the hair and she could be my twin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm wondering if I'd look like this all the time in Scotland?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-5240735402533955224?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/5240735402533955224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=5240735402533955224&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5240735402533955224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5240735402533955224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/10/did-you-get-new-hair-do.html' title='Did You Get a New Hair-Do?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StveIbOTn2I/AAAAAAAAA-w/yZSd7surU84/s72-c/scotland.JPG.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-2084514079099710576</id><published>2009-10-13T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:02:18.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Scottish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I almost forgot to mention another thing I did this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent some time here ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StT1kuPVPKI/AAAAAAAAA-M/I0kffqLH5cQ/s1600-h/monarch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StT1kuPVPKI/AAAAAAAAA-M/I0kffqLH5cQ/s400/monarch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392204665105759394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, that's a real Scottish castle.  In Scotland.  It's called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Glenbogle&lt;/span&gt;.  And I spent many hours there.  Getting to know these fine people ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StT1WYFqEeI/AAAAAAAAA98/JAcbLanACgg/s1600-h/monarch-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StT1WYFqEeI/AAAAAAAAA98/JAcbLanACgg/s400/monarch-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392204418641433058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The handsome laird in the center is Archie MacDonald.  He's quite charming.  The staff is pretty quirky and entertaining.  But his dad, Hector, is a real hoot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to spend some time with these fun people, and drool over the gorgeous Scottish countryside  ... then do what I did ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Get it on DVD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StT1b3xjdBI/AAAAAAAAA-E/LAiYgR2SxWY/s1600-h/monarch-of-the-glen-dvd-collection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 348px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StT1b3xjdBI/AAAAAAAAA-E/LAiYgR2SxWY/s400/monarch-of-the-glen-dvd-collection.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392204513046393874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me know what you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-2084514079099710576?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/2084514079099710576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=2084514079099710576&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2084514079099710576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2084514079099710576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-scottish.html' title='Something Scottish'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/StT1kuPVPKI/AAAAAAAAA-M/I0kffqLH5cQ/s72-c/monarch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-1302947702346281931</id><published>2009-10-09T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T16:44:56.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Summer in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So by now you're probably wondering what I did all summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After all, my "little" break from blogging actually turned into a few months of being absent.  I'd love to be able to report that I went on exotic vacations and spent the summer totally relaxing and renewing.  But that's still just a fantasy I'm afraid.  But if that's how you spent your summer, please don't tell me. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In reality, I actually had quite a wonderful summer.  But it was busy.  We had several activities going on, a couple of projects, a few parties and BBQs, a little trip, and some fun visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here's the recap in photos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-77C1r6-I/AAAAAAAAA90/X9VhwzAsA_M/s1600-h/P5200004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-77C1r6-I/AAAAAAAAA90/X9VhwzAsA_M/s400/P5200004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390733902034496482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Of course we spent most days enjoying the pool.  And it's always more fun with friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-7lTrvKlI/AAAAAAAAA9s/9COzkVQG--w/s1600-h/P7230021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-7lTrvKlI/AAAAAAAAA9s/9COzkVQG--w/s400/P7230021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390733528599046738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We rescued these cuties from behind our garden shed.  The black one is Junie Bug and the gray one is Fluffy Pants.  They are incredibly entertaining!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-6zwzviqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/1OBPl3BW1WA/s1600-h/500full-ioan-gruffudd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-6zwzviqI/AAAAAAAAA9k/1OBPl3BW1WA/s400/500full-ioan-gruffudd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390732677423794850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;True confessions time ... I had a little summer love affair with this guy!  I couldn't help myself.  He sucked me right into his world and melted my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If you don't know who he is ... you should!  It's ok, a friend shared him with me, I'm happy to share him with you.  You won't be sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-46r5oXxI/AAAAAAAAA9E/u3_QxX9p0gQ/s1600-h/6449_132307923948_60441733948_3332716_309207_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-46r5oXxI/AAAAAAAAA9E/u3_QxX9p0gQ/s400/6449_132307923948_60441733948_3332716_309207_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390730597342142226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It was another wonderful summer of Shakespeare!  This the cast of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Richard III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  The show was fabulous.  And those costumes were amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And speaking of Shakespeare ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-404hJduI/AAAAAAAAA88/ALbKr-s8Q6o/s1600-h/6015_1123263354860_1025390403_30324705_1379109_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-404hJduI/AAAAAAAAA88/ALbKr-s8Q6o/s400/6015_1123263354860_1025390403_30324705_1379109_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390730497649899234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;... my oldest daughter had a great time taking part in a Summer Shakespeare Workshop.  Here she is playing Romeo.  Can you tell by the look on her face that she can't believe she just killed Tybalt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-4lDOikqI/AAAAAAAAA80/mip47Kw_Y24/s1600-h/18457072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-4lDOikqI/AAAAAAAAA80/mip47Kw_Y24/s400/18457072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390730225646736034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hubby and I went and saw these guys in concert.  This is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Counting Crows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, along with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Augustana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Michael Franti and Spearhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  (Thanks again to Jimmy Bogios for hooking us up!)  But here's how old I'm getting ... I wore earplugs for the entire concert!  Reality.  Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-4cg_0sJI/AAAAAAAAA8s/TkbNmeExi2A/s1600-h/P7250023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-4cg_0sJI/AAAAAAAAA8s/TkbNmeExi2A/s400/P7250023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390730079019249810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We had a bountiful harvest in the garden this year.  The basil overfloweth.  I made 14 batches of pesto.  And the tomatoes were insane.  I canned a dozen quarts.  And we ate tomatoes at every meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-4D051phI/AAAAAAAAA8k/UUS60z_g0RY/s1600-h/P7250024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-4D051phI/AAAAAAAAA8k/UUS60z_g0RY/s400/P7250024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390729654866126354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then I went back to my hometown of Dinuba to get a bunch of this fabulous fruit ... and I made jam!  Plum, pluot and nectarine.  It makes me smile just thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-3wTstlvI/AAAAAAAAA8c/4e0E101boWw/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-3wTstlvI/AAAAAAAAA8c/4e0E101boWw/s400/P1010033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390729319535187698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I also made chow-chow.  Who knows what that is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-3foQSlNI/AAAAAAAAA8U/sVSnXgP_XdU/s1600-h/P8190054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-3foQSlNI/AAAAAAAAA8U/sVSnXgP_XdU/s400/P8190054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390729032995345618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Last summer we hosted a spectacular Shakespeare class.  So how did we top that this summer?  Why a Book/Movie Club of course!  We read something like 9 books and then watched the movie version(s) of the book.  Fun and great ones like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Princess Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Persuasion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  Good stuff.  And what a great group of kids ... here they are dressed as characters from the books/movies.  Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-3NWFiCxI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Z-N2lrd1hAU/s1600-h/P9080001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-3NWFiCxI/AAAAAAAAA8M/Z-N2lrd1hAU/s400/P9080001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390728718880738066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We took a little vacation.  Well Tonka is always on vacation.  Just look at that roly-poly chunk of sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But we took it up a notch and went to Cambria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-3AMc4alI/AAAAAAAAA8E/gWA7a0KO3zY/s1600-h/P9080007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-3AMc4alI/AAAAAAAAA8E/gWA7a0KO3zY/s400/P9080007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390728492956019282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ah ... one of my most favorite places in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-2lWzK9LI/AAAAAAAAA78/hjsHgfRsI68/s1600-h/P9260027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-2lWzK9LI/AAAAAAAAA78/hjsHgfRsI68/s400/P9260027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390728031877395634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Finally ... this guy celebrated his 13th birthday.  I'm still trying to figure how this happened.  Thirteen years?  Wow.  It probably wasn't the most festive celebration for him as the girls in the family all had the flu.  So we still owe him a night out for dinner and bowling as he requested.  Happy Birthday Alex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And that my friends wraps up my summer adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So what did you do this summer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-1302947702346281931?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/1302947702346281931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=1302947702346281931&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1302947702346281931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1302947702346281931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-summer-in-review.html' title='My Summer in Review'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Ss-77C1r6-I/AAAAAAAAA90/X9VhwzAsA_M/s72-c/P5200004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8195882498061867366</id><published>2009-10-07T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T11:02:18.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Really True?.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The moment you've all been waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;is almost here ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SszWgxGCjFI/AAAAAAAAA70/ixW9icICJhE/s1600-h/james-crowd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SszWgxGCjFI/AAAAAAAAA70/ixW9icICJhE/s400/james-crowd1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389918712478469202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;... my return to the blogging stage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know ... the excitement is overwhelming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Stay tuned ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8195882498061867366?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8195882498061867366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8195882498061867366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8195882498061867366'/><link 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type='text'>I'm BAAAACK ... well, almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;In the meantime ... check &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://robynnsravings.blogspot.com/2009/08/30-day-throw-down.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://robynnsravings.blogspot.com/2009/08/30-day-throw-down.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Robynn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; has it going on ... and you won't want to miss this great challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6307147665611871179?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6307147665611871179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6307147665611871179&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6307147665611871179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6307147665611871179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-baaaack-well-almost.html' title='I&apos;m BAAAACK ... well, almost'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8021365761284134133</id><published>2009-06-18T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T16:31:43.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Break ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SjrM_1Q--oI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ULxuEgw0YqI/s1600-h/BN1569_11-FB~Woman-Floating-In-Pool-At-Calinda-Quality-Hotel-Morelia-Michoacan-De-Ocampo-Mexico-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SjrM_1Q--oI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ULxuEgw0YqI/s400/BN1569_11-FB~Woman-Floating-In-Pool-At-Calinda-Quality-Hotel-Morelia-Michoacan-De-Ocampo-Mexico-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348812904458025602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm taking a little break from blogging.  This summer is packed full of fun and exciting things to do.  I'm going to put my focus on those things for a while and enjoy time with my family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I may get around to a blog post here and there, but then again, I may not.  If you want to keep up with what's going on with us, follow me on Twitter (see the link on the side bar).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'll still be checking in on my favorite blogs from time to time ... so I'm sure our paths will cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love and best summer wishes to you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8021365761284134133?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8021365761284134133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8021365761284134133&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8021365761284134133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8021365761284134133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-break.html' title='Taking a Break ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SjrM_1Q--oI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ULxuEgw0YqI/s72-c/BN1569_11-FB~Woman-Floating-In-Pool-At-Calinda-Quality-Hotel-Morelia-Michoacan-De-Ocampo-Mexico-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6160311683696270700</id><published>2009-06-07T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:39:20.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Score!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been lazy about blogging lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Actually I think I've been lazy about everything lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I say ... it's summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've clicked into kick-back mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which is nice on the one hand, but not such a great idea on the other hand, because there's still stuff to be done, but I'd rather just pretend like I'm on summer vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To me, summer always means diving into new reading adventures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like to always have a book (or three or four!) in progress.  I love to read away the summer afternoons while lounging at the pool with iced tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is bliss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of books ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last week I was waiting for my son to finish up some end of the year testing.  About every 2 years I have the kids tested at their grade level to see how well we're doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So far, so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow, to kill the time, I went into a thrift store to browse around.  I wasn't really looking for anything in particular, but I ended up gravitating towards the book section.  You won't believe what I found ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SiwssshEZ5I/AAAAAAAAA7I/0eYLLC1XdGM/s1600-h/P6060023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SiwssshEZ5I/AAAAAAAAA7I/0eYLLC1XdGM/s400/P6060023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344696004157663122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOOK!  LOOK!  LOOK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at all those books!  About 94 or so.   Plus a few more duplicate titles that we already own, plus a stack of coloring books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's the best part ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;guess how much I paid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;$8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me say that again ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only EIGHT DOLLARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all those wonderful books!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you believe it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were all bundled into about 5 stacks.  Many of the titles I couldn't even see.  Most of the books look new.  Several of them have Mrs. Nelson's name written on them, but they are in excellent condition.  I have a feeling a teacher cleaned out her classroom and I hit the jackpot.  So to Mrs. Nelson, whoever you are, where ever you are, THANK YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SiwsmqyZL0I/AAAAAAAAA7A/NYCD-o0FR54/s1600-h/P6060025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SiwsmqyZL0I/AAAAAAAAA7A/NYCD-o0FR54/s400/P6060025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344695900614242114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 4-year old is pretty happy too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, while we're on the topic of summer and reading ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm hosting a summer book/movie club for the teens in our home school group.  We will get together several times this summer and read the book and watch the movie.  I can't wait to see what titles they come up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Summer and Happy Reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6160311683696270700?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6160311683696270700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6160311683696270700&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6160311683696270700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6160311683696270700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/06/score.html' title='Score!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SiwssshEZ5I/AAAAAAAAA7I/0eYLLC1XdGM/s72-c/P6060023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-1338942939276815510</id><published>2009-05-27T12:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T13:02:41.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Let's Get Cookin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you haven't tried cooking with a 4-year old, you don't know what you're missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week my little one has been studying the letter "G".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So she pulls out this fabulous cookbook she received for her birthday, flips to a recipe for Granola, and says, "This is a G, can we make it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, brilliant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you haven't heard of &lt;a href="http://www.molliekatzen.com/"&gt;Mollie Katzen&lt;/a&gt;, I encourage you to check her out.  She has some great cookbooks, for adults and little people.  My favorites are &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Moosewood-Cookbook-Katzens-Classic-Cooking/dp/1580081304/ref=pd_bbs_2/002-0535875-5234418?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1177385270&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;The Moosewood Cookbook&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Moosewood-Restaurant-Simple-Suppers-Weeknight/dp/0609609122/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1243453263&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Simple Suppers&lt;/a&gt;.  My 4-year old loves &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pretend-Soup-Other-Real-Recipes/dp/1883672066/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1243453403&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Pretend Soup&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Salad-People-More-Real-Recipes/dp/1582461414/ref=pd_bxgy_b_text_b"&gt;Salad People&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VvFofPTI/AAAAAAAAA6k/mgEANIxfkEU/s1600-h/slad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 387px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VvFofPTI/AAAAAAAAA6k/mgEANIxfkEU/s400/slad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340589369329663282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So let's make Granola!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First ... collect the ingredients ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VqqfpAFI/AAAAAAAAA6c/oeq7UGxnkc8/s1600-h/P5260031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VqqfpAFI/AAAAAAAAA6c/oeq7UGxnkc8/s400/P5260031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340589293325320274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... make sure you pose ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... show Mommy the step by step instructions ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VlYOMNcI/AAAAAAAAA6U/gVSVsz1s14Q/s1600-h/P5260033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VlYOMNcI/AAAAAAAAA6U/gVSVsz1s14Q/s400/P5260033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340589202520946114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... put it all in the bowl and start mixing ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VbDUZTyI/AAAAAAAAA6M/qImTpIacxok/s1600-h/P5260039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VbDUZTyI/AAAAAAAAA6M/qImTpIacxok/s400/P5260039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340589025111133986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... like totally get your hands in it and squish away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... and when Mommy's not looking ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VVPTFP8I/AAAAAAAAA6E/Cwwx8mVcxgY/s1600-h/P5260041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VVPTFP8I/AAAAAAAAA6E/Cwwx8mVcxgY/s400/P5260041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588925247635394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... sneak a taste.  I mean, who wouldn't do that?  You know you would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spread it in the pan and bake it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VQhuayMI/AAAAAAAAA58/qMXLBzKxhsQ/s1600-h/P5260042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VQhuayMI/AAAAAAAAA58/qMXLBzKxhsQ/s400/P5260042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588844294785218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When it comes out of the oven you add the dried fruit ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it looks like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VKtH1tJI/AAAAAAAAA50/zvZR3y1YWcw/s1600-h/P5270046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VKtH1tJI/AAAAAAAAA50/zvZR3y1YWcw/s400/P5270046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588744274982034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Totally yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the recipe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Letter "G" Granola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(adapted from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salad People &lt;/span&gt;by Mollie Katzen)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*mix together:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 cups of old fashioned oats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 cups of raw pecans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup brown sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*whisk together:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup honey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 TBS vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*pour over dry ingredients and mix well to coat.  Spread into greased pan and bake at 350 degrees for about 30 minutes, stirring once or twice during cooking time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remove from oven and add 2 cups of dried fruit.  We used raisins and cranberries.  Toss well and let cool completely.  Then break up into chunks.  We love sprinkling it into yogurt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VDEqvXGI/AAAAAAAAA5s/hFbImweuvME/s1600-h/P5200001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VDEqvXGI/AAAAAAAAA5s/hFbImweuvME/s400/P5200001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588613156428898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... after all that hard work and learning, take a much deserved break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-1338942939276815510?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/1338942939276815510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=1338942939276815510&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1338942939276815510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1338942939276815510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-get-cookin.html' title='Let&apos;s Get Cookin&apos;'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sh2VvFofPTI/AAAAAAAAA6k/mgEANIxfkEU/s72-c/slad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-587721188416222165</id><published>2009-05-26T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:29:51.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is my 100&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Just thought you might like to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-587721188416222165?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/587721188416222165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=587721188416222165&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/587721188416222165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/587721188416222165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/05/100.html' title='100?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6602537817737724932</id><published>2009-05-19T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T15:59:33.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls&apos; room'/><title type='text'>The Girls' Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When our 3-year old became a 4-year old we figured it was time to get her out of our bedroom and move her in with her older sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I know what you're thinking ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, we had the baby in our master retreat love nest ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for 4 YEARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know.  It was time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine the excitement our oldest daughter had at this prospect.  She has had her own room for 15 years.  And now she has to share it with a little sister?  Yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now the bedrooms in our house are pretty small.  So we needed to be creative with how to fit everyone and everything in the space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I searched the Internet for bunk beds.  And I found a great corner unit that is actually called a captain's bunk.  This would be perfect, I though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until I saw the price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good grief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you priced children's bedroom furniture lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Obviously I had not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We needed to tackle this from another direction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I called my daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have I mentioned before that my dad is a master carpenter, painter, craftsman, and all around amazing handyman?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously.  He can make, do, craft, create and fix ANYTHING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now my girls have the coolest bedroom ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all thanks to Papa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my 4-year old to take you on the grand tour ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMqbx_oxnI/AAAAAAAAA5M/-lk9ICRw80M/s1600-h/P5130057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMqbx_oxnI/AAAAAAAAA5M/-lk9ICRw80M/s400/P5130057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337656640129255026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMplvGO9LI/AAAAAAAAA5E/UL6w2ufRcgA/s1600-h/P5130068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMplvGO9LI/AAAAAAAAA5E/UL6w2ufRcgA/s400/P5130068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337655711638680754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So my dad actually built this bunk bed from scratch ... it's way better than anything I saw online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 4 year-old LOVES the steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMpgRMrm4I/AAAAAAAAA48/vlHhg09Gtek/s1600-h/P5130056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMpgRMrm4I/AAAAAAAAA48/vlHhg09Gtek/s400/P5130056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337655617713314690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has the top bunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My oldest is on the bottom, which is actually her existing bed.  My dad built the bunk addition to fit right over the top!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMpTgildpI/AAAAAAAAA40/CkDrA4JcSH0/s1600-h/P5130059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMpTgildpI/AAAAAAAAA40/CkDrA4JcSH0/s400/P5130059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337655398493419154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at all the great cubby holes for books and storage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take a look at the books my oldest has on her headboard ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMpNnP1x0I/AAAAAAAAA4s/qNGrso5irRI/s1600-h/P5130062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMpNnP1x0I/AAAAAAAAA4s/qNGrso5irRI/s400/P5130062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337655297214629698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Austen, Defoe, Bronte, Dickens, Shakespeare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Impressive, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's super smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alas, we still haven't purchased a twin-sized mattress for the 4-year old.  So for now, she sleeps on her crib mattress and has this extra fun space around it to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMpIB-CSdI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Zi7orZdrXtQ/s1600-h/P5130058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMpIB-CSdI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Zi7orZdrXtQ/s400/P5130058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337655201308494290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see the ABC border on the wall above the bed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, we're always thinking education around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wall paint colors are Cheery Pink and Lettuce Alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ceiling is a mix of white and blue ... sponged on all sky-like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The flower accents are something we made out of a foam craft kit from Oriental Trading Company.  I put Sticky-Tac on the back and let my 4-year old place them where she wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look over the edge ... there's even some room to hang all those pretty princess dresses!  Not an ounce of space was wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMo4yZbA1I/AAAAAAAAA4U/CvKP_puf8YA/s1600-h/P5130063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMo4yZbA1I/AAAAAAAAA4U/CvKP_puf8YA/s400/P5130063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337654939430355794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the shelves underneath the top bunk where my oldest keeps books, DVDs and other important stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMoyUxBaxI/AAAAAAAAA4M/duQQ_cuQF70/s1600-h/P5130065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMoyUxBaxI/AAAAAAAAA4M/duQQ_cuQF70/s400/P5130065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337654828397062930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Across the room is a $29 shelving unit that I found at Lowe's a few years ago.  It works perfectly for storing games, toys, knick-knacks, and the TV and VCR for watching the old beloved Disney tapes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMooTWx7OI/AAAAAAAAA4E/zYFyab3thik/s1600-h/P5130066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMooTWx7OI/AAAAAAAAA4E/zYFyab3thik/s400/P5130066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337654656219868386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Behind that green sheer curtain is a little bay window area ... a great space for playing or hanging out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of hanging out ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShModmdMmTI/AAAAAAAAA38/3meED_Lf8Po/s1600-h/P5170027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShModmdMmTI/AAAAAAAAA38/3meED_Lf8Po/s400/P5170027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337654472368494898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMoZo3riQI/AAAAAAAAA30/Ud3qUrIzQrw/s1600-h/P5170029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMoZo3riQI/AAAAAAAAA30/Ud3qUrIzQrw/s400/P5170029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337654404296968450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So a HUGE thanks to my Daddy/their Papa for the awesome new bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How cool is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6602537817737724932?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6602537817737724932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6602537817737724932&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6602537817737724932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6602537817737724932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-room.html' title='The Girls&apos; Room'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/ShMqbx_oxnI/AAAAAAAAA5M/-lk9ICRw80M/s72-c/P5130057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6909517821896240758</id><published>2009-05-12T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:15:38.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hippy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth mother'/><title type='text'>Doin' My Part, part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided to step it up in doing my part to save the environment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you don't know by now, deep down I'm really a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hippy&lt;/span&gt; earth mother-type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or at least I want to be.  I'm trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I grind my own wheat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a compost box in the backyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I take my own reusable bag to the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exciting, no?  But that's just the tip of the iceberg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There has to be more I can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to be political about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to be wise and take care of the earth God has so generously given to us.  I think we can all do a better job at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I also want to save money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So call it what you want ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hippy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;earth mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eco&lt;/span&gt;-friendly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;frugal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thrifty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm calling it smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm going to try and do something or make a change every week.  Some will be little, some will be big, but they all count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am hanging a clothes line, 2 actually, across my back patio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sgn8FzcrsrI/AAAAAAAAA3c/xWAx0Zlw0cY/s1600-h/44918779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sgn8FzcrsrI/AAAAAAAAA3c/xWAx0Zlw0cY/s400/44918779.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335072410237121202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot believe that I have never had a clothesline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Growing up, it seemed like everyone had one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember helping my grandma hang clothes outside to dry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They always smelled so good.  There was just something about watching fabric flutter in the breeze that made me think everything was well and good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was doing some research on clotheslines.  Did you know it's actually illegal to have a clothesline in some neighborhoods in some towns?  I don't know, I may be breaking the law.  (wait until I get a few chickens ... I'm sure I'll be a criminal!) But I'm hanging my clotheslines this week and I'll be back to post photos for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So do you do your part?  Are you frugal?  What do you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm taking notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6909517821896240758?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6909517821896240758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6909517821896240758&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6909517821896240758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6909517821896240758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/05/doin-my-part-part-1.html' title='Doin&apos; My Part, part 1'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sgn8FzcrsrI/AAAAAAAAA3c/xWAx0Zlw0cY/s72-c/44918779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-5363201906314564910</id><published>2009-05-07T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T13:02:43.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this commercial!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This just makes me smile every time I see it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; I want to be one of these when I grow up!  Wanna join me?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What fun we'll have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oOcIWo6Hdfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oOcIWo6Hdfg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-5363201906314564910?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/5363201906314564910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=5363201906314564910&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5363201906314564910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5363201906314564910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-this-commercial.html' title='I love this commercial!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6750493882255214166</id><published>2009-05-05T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:51:45.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent a Week ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's what I did for a week when I was sick and I really didn't venture out of my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used a lot of these ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD3WkCLpVI/AAAAAAAAA3U/qqlbpmNfWQg/s1600-h/kleenex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD3WkCLpVI/AAAAAAAAA3U/qqlbpmNfWQg/s400/kleenex.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332533925808678226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I watched the entire first season of this on DVD ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD3PxFiS5I/AAAAAAAAA3M/kky1F3N8a94/s1600-h/heroes_casttitel_2_w573_h_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD3PxFiS5I/AAAAAAAAA3M/kky1F3N8a94/s400/heroes_casttitel_2_w573_h_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332533809053322130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I discovered &lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/"&gt;hulu&lt;/a&gt; ... who knew?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I watched all the episodes of this short-lived show ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD3KKhe1NI/AAAAAAAAA3E/qY2v80-Ipck/s1600-h/key_art_journeyman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD3KKhe1NI/AAAAAAAAA3E/qY2v80-Ipck/s400/key_art_journeyman.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332533712802206930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I read through a bunch of old copies of one of my favorite magazines ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD2V7MQLCI/AAAAAAAAA20/OrolJCA-WXU/s1600-h/cover93-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 330px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD2V7MQLCI/AAAAAAAAA20/OrolJCA-WXU/s400/cover93-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332532815333436450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And along those same homesteading, farm-living, organic life-stylin', romantic country notions, I drooled over &lt;a href="http://www.maryjanesfarm.org/"&gt;MaryJane Butters&lt;/a&gt;' books and discovered this great magazine too ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD2PpxH14I/AAAAAAAAA2s/z6sJoKsTVWA/s1600-h/shes-a-keeper-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD2PpxH14I/AAAAAAAAA2s/z6sJoKsTVWA/s400/shes-a-keeper-cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332532707577026434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I revisited some old dreams and plans about living on a few acres, raising chickens, milking a cow and growing our own veggies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the only thing I ate (drank) the entire week was this ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD13oEgXOI/AAAAAAAAA2k/35uKd4zglIw/s1600-h/chocolate_milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD13oEgXOI/AAAAAAAAA2k/35uKd4zglIw/s400/chocolate_milk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332532294804593890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate Milk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I lost weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I may be on to something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6750493882255214166?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6750493882255214166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6750493882255214166&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6750493882255214166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6750493882255214166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-i-spent-week.html' title='How I Spent a Week ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SgD3WkCLpVI/AAAAAAAAA3U/qqlbpmNfWQg/s72-c/kleenex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-801270061528961315</id><published>2009-05-04T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:58:36.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just where have we been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I could say we have been on a grand vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've all been sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, not the swine flu.  At least I don't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know because we don't go to the doctor for stuff like that.  All we needed was time to rest and heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought of a bunch of blog topics while I was resting.  Of course none of them come to mind now that I'm actually blogging again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(sigh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I can give you this ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sf-oZ8H0NEI/AAAAAAAAA2c/U2VV0To4Fto/s1600-h/P1010042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sf-oZ8H0NEI/AAAAAAAAA2c/U2VV0To4Fto/s400/P1010042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332165647419061314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 4-year old playing Candy Land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In her pretty pink princess dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-801270061528961315?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/801270061528961315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=801270061528961315&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/801270061528961315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/801270061528961315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-where-have-we-been.html' title='Just where have we been?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sf-oZ8H0NEI/AAAAAAAAA2c/U2VV0To4Fto/s72-c/P1010042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-3668503702944486157</id><published>2009-04-20T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:24:43.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the day ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... way back before Blue-Ray, digital, or even DVDs ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... we had a video cassette recorder/player.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, the old VHS VCR thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can even go &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waaaay&lt;/span&gt; back to my high school days when we had a BetaMax.  Remember those?  I would set it every morning before school to record General Hospital.  Then I'd keep my fingers crossed that my mom wouldn't come home for lunch and turn it off.  I still have the tape of the episode where Luke was mayor, drinking on the balcony of the mayor's mansion, and Laura (whom he thought was dead and gone) comes walking up the front lawn.  That was true daytime drama there.  Of course I can't view that tape since I'm pretty sure there isn't a BetaMax player in existence anymore.  But hey there's YouTube ... I bet that clip is on there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow ... where am I going with all this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah ... well I've been cleaning out closets and trying to get rid of a bunch of junk.  Our VCR died a long time ago, yet we still had a huge  box of VHS tapes.  Tons of Disney movies from when my oldest was a toddler.  I was so close to chucking them all.  Then my aunt gave me her old VCR (although it's practically new since she barely used it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Se01dS32N_I/AAAAAAAAA2U/1U44ExUxk0I/s1600-h/PBSShowcase_Webber2_1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Se01dS32N_I/AAAAAAAAA2U/1U44ExUxk0I/s400/PBSShowcase_Webber2_1200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326972711647721458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And look what I found!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Donny Osmond in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE this video.  When my oldest was younger we would watch it daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sing along.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course I could probably get it on DVD now, but there's something so retro about watching a tape.  Now we get to experience it all over again with my 4-year old.  Who loves to sing and is destined for Broadway, I'm sure.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good thing I saved all those tapes, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you still have a VCR?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p.s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;yup ... it's on YouTube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H6OwajqshQk"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Luke and Laura 1883&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-3668503702944486157?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/3668503702944486157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=3668503702944486157&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/3668503702944486157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/3668503702944486157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-in-day.html' title='Back in the day ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Se01dS32N_I/AAAAAAAAA2U/1U44ExUxk0I/s72-c/PBSShowcase_Webber2_1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-7769109275453324250</id><published>2009-04-14T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:10:20.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am FOUR years old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my youngest is officially 4 years old today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SeTCzU6leUI/AAAAAAAAA2M/rO79W7ENUwk/s1600-h/P1010035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SeTCzU6leUI/AAAAAAAAA2M/rO79W7ENUwk/s400/P1010035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324594846502320450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(updates coming soon ...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-7769109275453324250?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/7769109275453324250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=7769109275453324250&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7769109275453324250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7769109275453324250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-four-years-old.html' title='I Am FOUR years old!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once he was home, we sat down to watch American Idol that we had recorded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FLASH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BANG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DUMP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... it let loose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The dog started jumping and barking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our almost 4-year old bolts out of bed and comes running.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And American Idol went over it's time slot and we missed Adam Lambert's performance.  Thank goodness for YouTube! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sdzfsdb08MI/AAAAAAAAA2E/VrX10MQ1hAQ/s1600-h/clock-tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sdzfsdb08MI/AAAAAAAAA2E/VrX10MQ1hAQ/s400/clock-tower.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322374814553665730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So ... do you know what movie this photo is from?  It's one of my favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you like storms?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you watching American Idol?  Who's your pick?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6862092991497414504?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6862092991497414504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6862092991497414504&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6862092991497414504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6862092991497414504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-it-rains.html' title='When it rains ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sdzfsdb08MI/AAAAAAAAA2E/VrX10MQ1hAQ/s72-c/clock-tower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8462285465600954222</id><published>2009-04-01T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:57:00.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Max and Ruby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Max and Ruby&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my almost 4-year old's favorite show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I have to admit, it's one of my favorites too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SdOjsyix3fI/AAAAAAAAA18/qDwnwVrunes/s1600-h/maxandruby_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SdOjsyix3fI/AAAAAAAAA18/qDwnwVrunes/s400/maxandruby_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319775574731906546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This brother and sister pair are just too cute for words.  Max is a curious, active and clever little guy.  Ruby thinks she is the mature and wise older sister.  She usually thinks she knows what's best but many times Max ends up showing her a new way to look at things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Max and Ruby have a charming grandma that shows up every now and then, usually with some ice cream.  What they don't seem to have are parents.  Minor detail I suppose in the bunny world.  A bunny world where they live in a house of their own.  Where Max can drive a little car ... Ruby bakes cakes and hosts Bunny Scout meetings ... they take a bus across town ... go shopping ... attend the carnival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All by themselves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm guessing I'm the only one that notices these things because my 4-year old doesn't question it.  But then again, she also likes a show where a hamster, chick and turtle sing and travel all over the world saving animals in distress.  Nothing wrong with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I appreciate the imagination involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The show is based on the books by Rosemary Wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are 2 of our favorites ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SdOjowgsJTI/AAAAAAAAA10/5CUpbZhc6lA/s1600-h/9780142501627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SdOjowgsJTI/AAAAAAAAA10/5CUpbZhc6lA/s400/9780142501627.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319775505466795314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SdOjU1FiWWI/AAAAAAAAA1s/N2pNrsFFpho/s1600-h/AAAAAhPLKL0AAAAAAN0bFw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SdOjU1FiWWI/AAAAAAAAA1s/N2pNrsFFpho/s400/AAAAAhPLKL0AAAAAAN0bFw.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319775163097700706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We own both of these books.  Yet every time we go to the library my little one insists on checking them out.  Isn't that funny?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After an over abundance of Dora the Explorer, Max and Ruby is a welcome new favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I may have a theme for the next birthday party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8462285465600954222?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8462285465600954222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8462285465600954222&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8462285465600954222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8462285465600954222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/04/max-and-ruby.html' title='Max and Ruby'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SdOjsyix3fI/AAAAAAAAA18/qDwnwVrunes/s72-c/maxandruby_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-7920291849163160894</id><published>2009-03-27T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:22:12.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing this and that ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love to sew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My grandmother and my mother taught me to sew when I was a kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was younger my grandma used to make shorts, tops and dresses for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom was more of a Vogue seamstress.  She would make her own gorgeous, fashionable dresses.  I still have some of her patterns.  But they're like a size 2 or something insane like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In junior high I took Home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ec&lt;/span&gt;.  One semester of cooking and one semester of sewing.  Mrs. Meadows was our sewing teacher.  I loved her.  I think we were required to complete 3 projects.  I, of course, over-excelled and made about a dozen outfits!  I wish I would have kept some of the culottes I made way back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(my oldest daughter will have to look up culottes when she reads this;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sc1U7ZLBTiI/AAAAAAAAA1k/hs9WNjgVoyU/s1600-h/singer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sc1U7ZLBTiI/AAAAAAAAA1k/hs9WNjgVoyU/s400/singer.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318000114340548130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of oldest daughter ... I made a lot of clothes for her when she was a baby and toddler.  Then along came my son and I just didn't find the time to sew much anymore.  I still made costumes for them at Halloween though.  The mermaid, pirate, medieval princess and the gallant knight were so cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow ... I just don't get to sew as much as I used to.  And I miss it.  But I've got my machine out now and I'm working on costumes for our drama production of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret Garden&lt;/span&gt;.  And of course it makes me want to start sewing cute outfits for my almost 4-year old now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made a trip to the fabric store, just to get some elastic and thread mind you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I got so incredibly side-tracked ... look out ... my heart started racing and my mind was spinning and I had to touch all the fabrics.  It made me very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes me wonder why we tend to let go of things.  We all have hobbies and creative outlets that nourish our souls.  But why do we let them fall by the wayside?  I know life gets in the way, but there has to be a balance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still trying to find it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-7920291849163160894?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/7920291849163160894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=7920291849163160894&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7920291849163160894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7920291849163160894'/><link 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here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you to those who were wondering where I went and if things were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've just been busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know ... stuff ... sometimes it's a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're in the last few weeks of countdown to our drama production.  So that means I've been eating, breathing and dreaming costumes and set designs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And speaking of eating ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to do this cleansing diet last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What was I thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All I know is a week without coffee made me grumpy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad to say, I'm back on track now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had a latte this morning and life is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is a weird mix of rain, sunshine, hail and wind.  A perfect day for staying indoors and catching up on things.  I have many blogging buddies to visit.  I've missed y'all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since I love to put photos in my posts, and I really don't have one that fits today, I'll leave you with a video.  My son is studying the American Revolution.  I immediately thought of "The Shot Heard 'Round the World".  So I looked up the old Schoolhouse Rock videos.  Remember those?  For some reason my kids didn't think they were as cool as I did when I was their age.  Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope everyone has a great week ahead.  I hope it doesn't take me another week to post on my blog.  But it might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7VQA5NDNkUM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7VQA5NDNkUM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-3588060403690799684?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/3588060403690799684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=3588060403690799684&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/3588060403690799684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/3588060403690799684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainy-day-sort-of.html' title='Rainy day ... sort of ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-967094486134131123</id><published>2009-03-13T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:17:23.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soup's On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a stressful week, my soul craves some good ol' comfort food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have I ever shared my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 Cheese Mac and Cheese&lt;/span&gt; recipe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll have to do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll need to prepare yourself though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd start running marathons now, just to balance out the calories you'll consume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the meantime ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my almost 4-year old has prepared an ultra-healthy, yet incredibly soul-warming soup to share with everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She says it's called ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Veggie Soup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clever, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbqN9dhhFpI/AAAAAAAAA1c/BefclVvmVBk/s1600-h/P1010003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbqN9dhhFpI/AAAAAAAAA1c/BefclVvmVBk/s400/P1010003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312714797473666706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has agreed to let me post the recipe ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in her own words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First, you get a pot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not that one, the other one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then you open the fridge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pick out some veggies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not the yucky ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You need to cut them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a cutting board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But don't cut your finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't help me.  I can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Put the purple one in the pot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like carrots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is that purple one called again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Eggplant)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, eggplant is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Put the green one in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(The bell pepper?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, it's not hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mom, get Tonka out of here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Tonka's the dog, with her nose in everything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like tomatoes too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then you stir it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You need a spoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get a bowl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can sit down and eat it on your lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(What's that on top?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's a french fry on top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because it's for the top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now you eat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbqN5vuZgWI/AAAAAAAAA1U/nKjkvneLyZ4/s1600-h/P1010005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbqN5vuZgWI/AAAAAAAAA1U/nKjkvneLyZ4/s400/P1010005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312714733640057186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How yummy does that look?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The soup bowl comes from JC Penney's and is in the ever-popular High School Musical pattern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is even a matching tray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbqN0e286ZI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ttTMbr2XCNg/s1600-h/P1010007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbqN0e286ZI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ttTMbr2XCNg/s400/P1010007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312714643213183378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You just can't have enough Troy Bolton dinnerware in your life, I say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So get busy and make some &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Veggie Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-967094486134131123?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/967094486134131123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=967094486134131123&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/967094486134131123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/967094486134131123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/03/soups-on.html' title='Soup&apos;s On!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbqN9dhhFpI/AAAAAAAAA1c/BefclVvmVBk/s72-c/P1010003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-5224480535744885244</id><published>2009-03-10T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:08:55.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did not need this ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone broke into my car last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They tried to pry the back window hatch open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead, they ended up busting out the entire window!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sbbg9_h0ScI/AAAAAAAAA1E/qhFmnw4sL-o/s1600-h/P1010002_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sbbg9_h0ScI/AAAAAAAAA1E/qhFmnw4sL-o/s400/P1010002_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311680166159993282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what we woke up to this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glass all over the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And much of it is fine powdery little shards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All over the inside of the car and all over the driveway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sbbg3ul2MHI/AAAAAAAAA08/ATjzmy18Biw/s1600-h/P1010004_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sbbg3ul2MHI/AAAAAAAAA08/ATjzmy18Biw/s400/P1010004_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311680058534277234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what they stole out of the car?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A diaper bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That didn't even have diapers in it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure they were thinking it was a purse, with money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead they got ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a pack of baby wipes, a pair of size 4T Cinderella panties and a cute little pink tee and shorts set (also size 4T), 3 tampons, a mini-first aid kit, my favorite lip gloss, a pair of nail clippers, and a box of Altoids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope they're happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's what we get ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;damage that will cost $925 to repair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We do not have $925.  I don't know what we're going to do.  But I have to have a car.  So we'll find a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sincerely hope that whoever did this finds their way to a much better path than they're on now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-5224480535744885244?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/5224480535744885244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=5224480535744885244&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5224480535744885244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5224480535744885244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-did-not-need-this.html' title='We did not need this ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sbbg9_h0ScI/AAAAAAAAA1E/qhFmnw4sL-o/s72-c/P1010002_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-4315249561040329231</id><published>2009-03-07T22:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:35:14.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Blossoms ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week we visited my folks out in the country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of the peach and nectarine trees are in bloom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love wandering through the orchard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my favorite time of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at these gorgeous trees ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look at those amazing clouds ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbNjztROCrI/AAAAAAAAA00/76w_vs2s_JA/s1600-h/P1010010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbNjztROCrI/AAAAAAAAA00/76w_vs2s_JA/s400/P1010010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310698125576243890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found several very busy workers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were doing such an important job.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just stood and watched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They didn't seem to mind and one of them let me take a close up photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbNjtAZhfjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/l2TMMmDpCGE/s1600-h/P1010016_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbNjtAZhfjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/l2TMMmDpCGE/s400/P1010016_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310698010452262450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think about how year after year I see the happenings of spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see the trees blossom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see the bees working faithfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And year after year I am still amazed by the awesomeness and beauty of God's creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-4315249561040329231?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/4315249561040329231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=4315249561040329231&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4315249561040329231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4315249561040329231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-blossoms.html' title='Spring Blossoms ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SbNjztROCrI/AAAAAAAAA00/76w_vs2s_JA/s72-c/P1010010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-2327972075692110048</id><published>2009-03-04T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:16:56.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today we celebrated my Mom's 75th birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sa9DhYkNxTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/8CwFlPZDXlg/s1600-h/P1010028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sa9DhYkNxTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/8CwFlPZDXlg/s400/P1010028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309536726502196530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Birthday Mom ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-2327972075692110048?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sa9DhYkNxTI/AAAAAAAAA0k/8CwFlPZDXlg/s72-c/P1010028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-4827297586446933853</id><published>2009-03-03T14:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:53:58.283-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Oh Yes You Can!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are tons of slow cooker chicken recipes out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But did you know that you can just stick a chicken in the thing and turn it on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't.  I thought you had to add stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now I know ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sa2wRQA7BSI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ZeQNyREsotM/s1600-h/P1010017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sa2wRQA7BSI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ZeQNyREsotM/s400/P1010017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309093346142782754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is no recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's just a chicken in the pot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With a little of &lt;a href="http://www.wchstv.com/gmarecipes/essence.html"&gt;Emeril's essence&lt;/a&gt; sprinkled on top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No prep, no liquid, no extras, no fuss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just plug it in and turn it on for about 5 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then go clean out your closets.  Because you know you need to do that.  And then put all your junk out in the garage and refuse to acknowledge that you'll have to deal with it all again at some point if you ever want to park a car in there again.  Which will give you anxiety attacks.  And embarrass you when your son has friends over and they open the garage door to get the bikes and basketballs out and it's such a nice day that all your neighbors are outside and they can see your junky garage from every angle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, I tend to over-share sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow ... the chicken ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been doing its thing for several hours and is now done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just like an oven roasted chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It came out fabulous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have to try this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Unless you've known all along that you can do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In that case, well, never mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-4827297586446933853?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/4827297586446933853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=4827297586446933853&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4827297586446933853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4827297586446933853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-yes-you-can.html' title='Oh Yes You Can!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sa2wRQA7BSI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ZeQNyREsotM/s72-c/P1010017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-803808001351895465</id><published>2009-03-01T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:53:48.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Yucky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My almost 4-year old LOVES smoothies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I would show you her favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at the ingredients you may think ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But if you try it, I think you might be surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sath9ZLs42I/AAAAAAAAA0M/1y63MCeoTe4/s1600-h/P1010008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sath9ZLs42I/AAAAAAAAA0M/1y63MCeoTe4/s400/P1010008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308444293146141538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oatmeal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spinach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Banana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blueberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kefir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fish Oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oatmeal&lt;/span&gt;:  whole grain, good carbs, fiber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spinach&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;a href="http://www.whfoods.com/genpage.php?tname=foodspice&amp;amp;dbid=43"&gt;amazing source&lt;/a&gt; of vitamins, minerals and phytonutrients, considered a &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/a-to-z-guides/features/superfoods-everyone-needs"&gt;superfood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Banana&lt;/span&gt;:  potassium and &lt;a href="http://www.whfoods.com/genpage.php?tname=foodspice&amp;amp;dbid=7"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;, and it adds that sweetness essential to a smoothie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blueberries&lt;/span&gt;:  antioxidants and &lt;a href="http://www.whfoods.com/genpage.php?tname=foodspice&amp;amp;dbid=8"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;, also consider a &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/a-to-z-guides/features/superfoods-everyone-needs"&gt;superfood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aldo.com/sgt/TesslerOnKefir2.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kefir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:  an excellent source of protein and probiotics.  Similar to yogurt, but with more diverse colonies of probiotics.  Kefir is typically thinner than yogurt, which makes it perfect for smoothies.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just obtained some kefir grains so I can make my own using raw milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Double healthy score!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(warning: inserting opinionated preaching right here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whether you choose yogurt or kefir the key is to get it plain and unsweetened.  In my opinion, if you're trying to get probiotic benefits yet the product is full of sugar or high fructose corn syrup, not only are you adding unwanted calories, you're negating your efforts by feeding the bad bacteria in your gut with the sugar.  So to answer your question ... yes, you should only consume plain, unsweetened yogurt or kefir.  What about artificial sweeteners?  Stay away from those too!  So many, many reasons why.  I could do a whole 'nuther post right there.  Don't think you like plain yogurt or kefir?  Well, in this smoothie you don't need it sweet.  But on it's own, if you have to have it sweet, stir a little fresh fruit or honey in it.  If you must.  But give plain a try, it's really not so bad.  I promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(stepping off my soap box now to get back to smoothie making)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;:  so &lt;a href="http://www.healthdiaries.com/eatthis/10-health-benefits-of-cinnamon.html"&gt;many&lt;/a&gt; benefits are being found, and it just adds a nice flavor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fish Oil&lt;/span&gt;:  I know, here's where you go, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eeew!  &lt;/span&gt;But it's just a teaspoonful and you can't even tell it's in there.  Don't go overboard though or it will taste peculiarly fishy.  It's a sneaky way of getting in your essential fatty acids.  Google it if you want more info.  Again, I could do an entire post on fish oil.  Maybe I will.  Later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you have a Magic Bullet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or you can use a blender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE my Magic Bullet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Start by finely grinding the oatmeal ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sath4BDa9EI/AAAAAAAAA0E/pIKkpoMeHro/s1600-h/P1010010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sath4BDa9EI/AAAAAAAAA0E/pIKkpoMeHro/s400/P1010010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308444200769614914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It will be nice and powdery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then add all the other ingredients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cram as much as you can in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SathvgzAwCI/AAAAAAAAAz8/BbXvu3XMPdc/s1600-h/P1010011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SathvgzAwCI/AAAAAAAAAz8/BbXvu3XMPdc/s400/P1010011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308444054671900706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give it a good whirl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sathl0eLCdI/AAAAAAAAAz0/GIQTqTMIHp0/s1600-h/P10100135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sathl0eLCdI/AAAAAAAAAz0/GIQTqTMIHp0/s400/P10100135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308443888154511826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to the blueberries and the spinach it will turn this nice greenish, purply color.  It does taste better than the color looks.  But my almost 4-year old thinks the green color is cool.  It's like magic when it starts blending and the color emerges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beauty of smoothies is that you can customize it and add, or not add, whatever you choose.  But I think that this particular smoothie shows that you can add a few odd things, like oatmeal, spinach and fish oil, get some great health benefits, and it still tastes good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So go ahead, sneak some healthy stuff in your next smoothie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SathI7n7FEI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Y9zSXkDg4Q8/s1600-h/P1010015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SathI7n7FEI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Y9zSXkDg4Q8/s400/P1010015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308443391858250818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See?  It's not yucky at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-803808001351895465?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/803808001351895465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=803808001351895465&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/803808001351895465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/803808001351895465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-not-yucky.html' title='It&apos;s Not Yucky!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/Sath9ZLs42I/AAAAAAAAA0M/1y63MCeoTe4/s72-c/P1010008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6361433246158946087</id><published>2009-02-25T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:35:19.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating the Pantry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something you may not know about me ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I used to sell Tupperware.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Way back when my middle kid was still a baby and I needed a night out, I went to a friend's Tupperware party and came home a consultant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine my husband's surprise when I came home and announced my new career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My friend was far more successful with Tupperware than I was.  But I stuck it with long enough to be a manager.  And I accumulated a ton of product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still have a lot of the plastic stuff around my house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how I store my flour and sugar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SaXQemoMn0I/AAAAAAAAAzc/pR0IIJKaszo/s1600-h/P1010042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SaXQemoMn0I/AAAAAAAAAzc/pR0IIJKaszo/s400/P1010042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306876960109797186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now don't get me wrong.  I think Tupperware is a fine company.  And they have great products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just not sure if I want my food in plastic anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of my Tupperware has changed over the years.  The colors are fading.  The plastic gets all gross and gummy.  I just wonder if any chemicals are leeching into my food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure this is more of a concern if I heat things in the plastic containers.  Which I try not to do anymore.  But is it an issue with food &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;storage&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I'm still converting all my pantry items into glass containers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It just makes me feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it's way cuter ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SaXQa6c-PPI/AAAAAAAAAzU/LOeATqJgyOY/s1600-h/P1010038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SaXQa6c-PPI/AAAAAAAAAzU/LOeATqJgyOY/s400/P1010038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306876896711949554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, yes, those are marshmallows.  And yes, I'm on a super duper healthy eating lifestyle campaign.  But marshmallows are a great treat and just a necessity of life.  They make me happy.  And I'm not going to hide it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I stole the green topped container from my mom.  It's pretty old and it used to hold coffee.  Now it holds tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found the rest at Target.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SaXQVXyLUvI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Fh_GRLQYwzU/s1600-h/P1010039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SaXQVXyLUvI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Fh_GRLQYwzU/s400/P1010039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306876801506300658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure you can tell one of these houses popcorn.  The other one is full of raisins.  Which my daddy grew, dried and stemmed for me.  These are healthy snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need several more glass containers to convert everything out of the plastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this is a start.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6361433246158946087?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6361433246158946087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6361433246158946087&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6361433246158946087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6361433246158946087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/02/updating-pantry.html' title='Updating the Pantry'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SaXQemoMn0I/AAAAAAAAAzc/pR0IIJKaszo/s72-c/P1010042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-2801710265254589078</id><published>2009-02-24T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:13:27.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharin' the Love ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I seriously have nothing to blog about today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just haven't had anything to say for a few days now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm stuck.  I'm empty.  Boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some days are just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided to send you on a little field trip instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My friend &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02619286823020924023"&gt;Robynn&lt;/a&gt; over at &lt;a href="http://robynnsravings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robynn's Ravings&lt;/a&gt; is having a &lt;a href="http://robynnsravings.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-did-it.html"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;You seriously need to check out her blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She always has something worthy to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She cracks me up every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's witty and honest and entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you'll head over there and enter her contest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then hopefully you'll click around and read some of her past posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then you'll find yourself nodding your head in agreement and laughing out loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm sure you'll want to check back regularly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So go on ... get over to &lt;a href="http://robynnsravings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robynn's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-2801710265254589078?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/2801710265254589078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=2801710265254589078&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2801710265254589078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2801710265254589078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/02/sharin-love.html' title='Sharin&apos; the Love ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-4300820896686721515</id><published>2009-02-19T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T11:57:10.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Year May Be Different</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I usually find the Oscars to be way too long.  I usually haven't seen any of the movies nominated.  I usually only watch the Red Carpet festivities so I can say things like, "Why oh why did she pick THAT dress?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year may be different ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZ24DC0_XZI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ojtSpA8Gl5U/s1600-h/hugh_jackman_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZ24DC0_XZI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ojtSpA8Gl5U/s400/hugh_jackman_photo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304598298550558098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I may be able to endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-4300820896686721515?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/4300820896686721515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=4300820896686721515&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4300820896686721515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4300820896686721515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-year-may-be-different.html' title='This Year May Be Different'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZ24DC0_XZI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ojtSpA8Gl5U/s72-c/hugh_jackman_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6959867613006588393</id><published>2009-02-16T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:28:07.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My oldest daughter likes to say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That was random!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usually when I say something out of the blue, with no precursors, totally unrelated to anything else we had been talking about at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like when we're talking about the latest episode of Heroes and I say, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did you know I still have the same chipped toenail polish on since Christmas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So have you seen that tagging thing going around blogs and emails saying to post the 6th photo from the 6th album in your digital files?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well this is my version.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bit of randomness, with a small rule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I chose the number 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NINE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Number nine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like the number 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here we go ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoIKmNjQcI/AAAAAAAAAyk/kmkAzHmsCuU/s1600-h/P7280133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoIKmNjQcI/AAAAAAAAAyk/kmkAzHmsCuU/s400/P7280133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303560489331278274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the 9th photo from my 9th album.  It is July 2004 and we're at Knott's Berry Farm.  My oldest daughter was 10 and my son was 7.  And little did I know at the time, but I was pregnant with my youngest daughter during this trip.  I probably would not have gone on the roller coasters if I had known.  But no harm done evidently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoIFS2H-JI/AAAAAAAAAyc/mciygV7ms7Y/s1600-h/nutmeg-2518-13dec05-399w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoIFS2H-JI/AAAAAAAAAyc/mciygV7ms7Y/s400/nutmeg-2518-13dec05-399w.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303560398233401490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I looked at my spice shelf and this was the 9th one in line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NUTMEG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love nutmeg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always grate it fresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite is to grate nutmeg on chard, spinach or kale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoH_CE343I/AAAAAAAAAyU/Juzdq2o3xH0/s1600-h/emailIcon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoH_CE343I/AAAAAAAAAyU/Juzdq2o3xH0/s400/emailIcon.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303560290652644210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 9th email in my inbox this afternoon was from my Father-in-law.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a link to this &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,494064,00.html"&gt;Fox News Story&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Father-in-law would be my phone-a-friend on current news events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoH6Z84j7I/AAAAAAAAAyM/jbz8M6Y9kPE/s1600-h/518GTgZstfL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoH6Z84j7I/AAAAAAAAAyM/jbz8M6Y9kPE/s400/518GTgZstfL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303560211162238898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you use Library Thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the 9th book I listed when I first started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome book ... check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoH2J7MOzI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Tz8SU1-AUWk/s1600-h/518G3PRA6ML._SL500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoH2J7MOzI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Tz8SU1-AUWk/s400/518G3PRA6ML._SL500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303560138140695346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 9th item on my pantry shelf is my favorite breakfast item.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No explanation needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it's good for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoHpihH6lI/AAAAAAAAAx8/zzVzI_psyOo/s1600-h/51DLfytc0cL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoHpihH6lI/AAAAAAAAAx8/zzVzI_psyOo/s400/51DLfytc0cL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303559921403947602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 9th movie on the DVD shelf.  I haven't seen this one yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But Russell Crowe is one of my favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I have high hopes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoHo1N0d2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/MMeSsS5CyZw/s1600-h/419cxoIimIL._SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoHo1N0d2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/MMeSsS5CyZw/s400/419cxoIimIL._SS400_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303559909243385698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The 9th song on my iPod when I hit shuffle is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I knew how to add music to my blog it would be playing for you right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoHeRYTy8I/AAAAAAAAAxs/Sl3gt2lTj-8/s1600-h/89d8225b9da03a217ed6e010.L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoHeRYTy8I/AAAAAAAAAxs/Sl3gt2lTj-8/s400/89d8225b9da03a217ed6e010.L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303559727825013698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John Steinbeck ... I have all his works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the 9th book on my Steinbeck shelf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you've never read Steinbeck, you should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a good one to start with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the 9th item in my Amazon cart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which means I hope to actually purchase it someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you put stuff in your Amazon cart and save it for later?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I had 93 items at last count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I loved this version of Jane Eyre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Toby Stephens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I highly recommend you check this one out too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoHNq9CtGI/AAAAAAAAAxk/QvSiphcevJg/s1600-h/51BbEyzSXKL._SS500_.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoHNq9CtGI/AAAAAAAAAxk/QvSiphcevJg/s400/51BbEyzSXKL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303559442632193122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6959867613006588393?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6959867613006588393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6959867613006588393&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6959867613006588393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6959867613006588393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/02/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZoIKmNjQcI/AAAAAAAAAyk/kmkAzHmsCuU/s72-c/P7280133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-3654939821005602162</id><published>2009-02-12T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:59:53.072-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Valentine's Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Valentine's Day is almost here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you still looking for the perfect token of love for that special person in your life?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can help you out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My husband and I exchanged gifts early and I'm here to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's what I got for my husband ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZSy9ANIURI/AAAAAAAAAxc/rdYq5uGCiKY/s1600-h/073088120625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZSy9ANIURI/AAAAAAAAAxc/rdYq5uGCiKY/s400/073088120625.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302059422418751762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How adorable is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing proclaims my undying love to the man in my life like a new toilet seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now normally I don't get too excited about Valentine's Day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other than a few Hershey's Kisses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's really not an occasion I pay much attention to.  So hubby and I just don't buy Valentine's gifts for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this year was an exception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We felt that after 18 years of marriage maybe we should take the time to really think about our relationship and what gift would really touch each other's hearts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I knew exactly what I could get him that would show and share my love on a daily basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And when I told him I found it at Lowe's he gushed with appreciation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just look at how special this is ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZSygCE_sOI/AAAAAAAAAxU/ZyXaSA5DOoM/s1600-h/040688692586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZSygCE_sOI/AAAAAAAAAxU/ZyXaSA5DOoM/s400/040688692586.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302058924705296610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What man wouldn't appreciate it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then hubby's gift to me was this ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZSyVyIIUXI/AAAAAAAAAxM/RugRtuyIJSQ/s1600-h/51lr8PWuFvL._SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZSyVyIIUXI/AAAAAAAAAxM/RugRtuyIJSQ/s400/51lr8PWuFvL._SS400_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302058748624785778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A new knife block set!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, I really needed this too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe how dull my old knives were.  It's almost embarrassing to admit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZSyRrBOVnI/AAAAAAAAAxE/TWVcC4BR1zw/s1600-h/41gcuDDMxIL._SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZSyRrBOVnI/AAAAAAAAAxE/TWVcC4BR1zw/s400/41gcuDDMxIL._SS400_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302058677997295218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just look at all those blades?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been dicing, slicing and chopping anew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like falling in love all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So if you give gifts for Valentine's Day, I'm really thinking you can't go wrong here.  Flowers and candy are so over-rated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-3654939821005602162?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/3654939821005602162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=3654939821005602162&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/3654939821005602162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/3654939821005602162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/02/ultimate-valentines-present.html' title='The Ultimate Valentine&apos;s Present'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZSy9ANIURI/AAAAAAAAAxc/rdYq5uGCiKY/s72-c/073088120625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-4600891823600017372</id><published>2009-02-09T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T14:47:59.573-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Bestest Pasta Dish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a favorite pasta dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I invented myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most likely I saw a recipe somewhere and thought, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can make that&lt;/span&gt;, and then attempted to do so, but ultimately ended up doing my own thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do that a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And thus, created my very own favorite bestest pasta dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wanna see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the necessities ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZH0pxBhgBI/AAAAAAAAAw8/xmoP1PoFS2A/s1600-h/P2090005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZH0pxBhgBI/AAAAAAAAAw8/xmoP1PoFS2A/s400/P2090005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301287234763325458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pasta&lt;/span&gt; ... I like penne or bowties.  These were mini penne (say that 3 times fast).  Ideally I like the normal sized ones.  But when it's dinner time and I still haven't made dinner I usually find out normal isn't going to happen.  So you go with what you've got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bacon&lt;/span&gt; ... no explanation needed.  Bacon equals happiness.  I've done the research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Garlic&lt;/span&gt; ... once a month I roast about 6 heads of garlic.  Then I have to open all the windows, turn on the whole house fan, light candles and wash my hair.  But it's worth it.  I love the flavor of roasted garlic.  I would usually use about 6 roasted cloves in this dish, but I only had 3 left.  Guess it's that time of the month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know what I meant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sun-dried tomatoes&lt;/span&gt; ... these babies just ooze love.  My dad dries a bunch of tomatoes every summer and I julienne them up, stick 'em a canning jar and cover with olive oil.  But I ran out, so these are from the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cannellini beans&lt;/span&gt; ... aka white kidney.  Or you could use great northern, or navy beans.  The key is that they're white beans. Whatever floats your boat.  I like the cannellini ... nice size, texture and flavor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Parmesan Reggiano cheese&lt;/span&gt; ... I buy it by the wedge and grate it or shave it myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pecans&lt;/span&gt; ... I use raw.  But you could toast them first if you feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basil&lt;/span&gt; ... yeah I know, it's not in the photo ... I didn't realize that until later.  Basil is one of my favorites and a must in my herb garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But there is this in the photo ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZH0jCO1PBI/AAAAAAAAAw0/C8USntExviY/s1600-h/P2090004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZH0jCO1PBI/AAAAAAAAAw0/C8USntExviY/s400/P2090004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301287119123463186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not in the dish, it's just for fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok ... so I don't have a recipe.  I just basically toss it all together.  You start by frying up the bacon and boiling the pasta.  I dice the bacon and fry it in my cast iron skillet.  Then drain the bacon but leave the good little yummies in the skillet and add a bit of olive oil and the rest of the ingredients, except for the basil and cheese.  Drain the beans first of course.  You just want to heat everything up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then shave some of the Parmesan cheese to sprinkle on top,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; and tear the basil and add it at the very end ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there it is! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZH0eQ-mM0I/AAAAAAAAAws/CDbP4gsgQq8/s1600-h/basil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZH0eQ-mM0I/AAAAAAAAAws/CDbP4gsgQq8/s400/basil.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301287037182554946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll want to season with fresh ground pepper ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZH0Ln9AIYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/EZ0zC6HoAQk/s1600-h/P2090008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZH0Ln9AIYI/AAAAAAAAAwc/EZ0zC6HoAQk/s400/P2090008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301286716932366722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don'tcha just love my gigantic pepper mill?  I got this when I worked at Pottery Barn.  Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then you toss all that yumminess with the pasta and serve it up in a really fun dish like this one ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZHz8KDyRjI/AAAAAAAAAwU/CYAfwgXxP9w/s1600-h/P2090012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZHz8KDyRjI/AAAAAAAAAwU/CYAfwgXxP9w/s400/P2090012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301286451209717298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course you totally neglect to take a photo of the finished product because by now, even though it only took about 20 minutes to make this dinner, you are still late getting it on the table ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because someone needs to go potty and someone else forgot to set the table and someone else didn't finish their math lesson yet and ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone better get in here for dinner now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And when you're done eating, you realize you forgot to take a photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well it doesn't really matter because you've already had that glass of wine, so it's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plus, you can just take a photo of the leftovers you had for breakfast ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZHz2yuT3WI/AAAAAAAAAwM/BwIFQw3vWSQ/s1600-h/P2100002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZHz2yuT3WI/AAAAAAAAAwM/BwIFQw3vWSQ/s400/P2100002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301286359046282594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love leftovers for breakfast.  Especially when it's my favorite, bestest pasta dish ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-4600891823600017372?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/4600891823600017372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=4600891823600017372&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4600891823600017372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4600891823600017372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/02/bestest-pasta-dish.html' title='The Bestest Pasta Dish'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SZH0pxBhgBI/AAAAAAAAAw8/xmoP1PoFS2A/s72-c/P2090005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6240398422933428914</id><published>2009-02-08T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:46:25.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our home school group has a drama club.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We put on a production every spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year we are doing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret Garden&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SY9ifUsi9AI/AAAAAAAAAv0/9nODVoDVMPc/s1600-h/51HTYRN363L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SY9ifUsi9AI/AAAAAAAAAv0/9nODVoDVMPc/s400/51HTYRN363L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300563576709379074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret Garden&lt;/span&gt; has always been one of my favorite books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm very excited about our upcoming play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids are amazing.  We really do have some very talented actors in our little group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am honored to be working on costumes this year.  I will also be assisting with sets and props.  This is a home school group remember.  So parents have to do all the work or it just doesn't happen.  This can be a lot of fun but it's still a lot of work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find myself dreaming, literally, about this play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I see costumes and sets designs in my sleep.  This isn't always pleasant or restful.  Actually it creates a bit of anxiety.  I wake up and can't remember what I'm sure was the perfect costume or set design idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SY9ibXNrO5I/AAAAAAAAAvs/oiKztstTnBY/s1600-h/le_jardin_secret_the_secret_garden_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SY9ibXNrO5I/AAAAAAAAAvs/oiKztstTnBY/s400/le_jardin_secret_the_secret_garden_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300563508665727890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have viewed a few of the movie versions of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;The Secret Garden&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some are very good.  Some are just OK.  Of course none get exactly what I saw in my head when I read the book.  Isn't it interesting how we all see something different?  But I still appreciate other's creative effort and vision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just hoping our creative efforts with our production of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret Garden&lt;/span&gt; will please the audiences that see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sure I'll post more about our progress as the season goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are allowed to tape our production so I can even share video!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So do you have a book to movie where you think they got it right?  Or maybe they went tragically wrong?  What's the best book to movie you've seen?  The worst?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Discuss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6240398422933428914?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6240398422933428914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6240398422933428914&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6240398422933428914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6240398422933428914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/02/secret-garden.html' title='The Secret Garden'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SY9ifUsi9AI/AAAAAAAAAv0/9nODVoDVMPc/s72-c/51HTYRN363L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-2973920275222970321</id><published>2009-02-04T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:09:49.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has sprung ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weather is warming, the birds are singing, the sun is shining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spring is in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know how I can tell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My patio has fresh green growth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYorfcz4VOI/AAAAAAAAAvE/OucBk0JkjaM/s1600-h/P2040054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYorfcz4VOI/AAAAAAAAAvE/OucBk0JkjaM/s400/P2040054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299095730864542946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the winter I seriously hibernate.  I do not do outdoor activities.  And it's obvious by these photos, I do not pull weeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just look at the height on this one ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYora6cFphI/AAAAAAAAAu8/HHY5wN-9Qx8/s1600-h/P2040055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYora6cFphI/AAAAAAAAAu8/HHY5wN-9Qx8/s400/P2040055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299095652918470162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 3-year old brought this one to my attention ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look mommy, a flower!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYorV6UPPII/AAAAAAAAAu0/GpEBmZFbke8/s1600-h/P2040056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYorV6UPPII/AAAAAAAAAu0/GpEBmZFbke8/s400/P2040056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299095566986198146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope my garden grows with as much gusto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-2973920275222970321?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/2973920275222970321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=2973920275222970321&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2973920275222970321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2973920275222970321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/02/spring-has-sprung.html' title='Spring has sprung ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYorfcz4VOI/AAAAAAAAAvE/OucBk0JkjaM/s72-c/P2040054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-1652761969860659704</id><published>2009-02-02T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:33:24.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Juice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Living in the Central Valley of California there is always an abundance of fruits and vegetables right in my backyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYd4zzbnJMI/AAAAAAAAAus/T-wkk80v57c/s1600-h/P1010006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYd4zzbnJMI/AAAAAAAAAus/T-wkk80v57c/s400/P1010006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298336317999359170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So last year I bought a Jack LaLanne Juicer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This thing is awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYd4vAjjeiI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ordRNDyXtPI/s1600-h/P1010009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYd4vAjjeiI/AAAAAAAAAuk/ordRNDyXtPI/s400/P1010009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298336235622988322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I checked out a few juicing books from the library and found recipes for all sorts of health-inspiring juice combinations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You need energy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Want to boost brain power?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heal from disease?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Improve your circulation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cleanse your colon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Juicing can do that for ya.  Of course I don't remember exactly which fruits and veggies do exactly what, or in what combination, but they all do something important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do know that beets are great for cleansing.  Trust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just juice whatever I happen to have on hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I never know exactly what I'm going to get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Antioxidants, phytonutrients, enzymes ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's all in there and it's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you juice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYd4ooSxBJI/AAAAAAAAAuc/pN0wvkQbdxw/s1600-h/Juices190606_593x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYd4ooSxBJI/AAAAAAAAAuc/pN0wvkQbdxw/s400/Juices190606_593x600.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298336126030906514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-1652761969860659704?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/1652761969860659704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=1652761969860659704&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1652761969860659704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1652761969860659704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-juice.html' title='I Juice!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYd4zzbnJMI/AAAAAAAAAus/T-wkk80v57c/s72-c/P1010006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-7200110440914097300</id><published>2009-01-29T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:01:03.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honestly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI4zehsECI/AAAAAAAAAuE/p1O0Buee7mk/s1600-h/honest_award_black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI4zehsECI/AAAAAAAAAuE/p1O0Buee7mk/s400/honest_award_black.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296858568759971874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://robynnsravings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robynn&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://sondrelyn.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sondre Lyn&lt;/a&gt; passed along an Honest Scrap Award.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THANK YOU girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am supposed to tell you 10 honest things.  About ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whew, where do I begin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a family friendly blog, so I'm not going to dig too incredibly deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I'll try to keep it somewhat interesting and tell you a few things you may not already know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.  I watch General Hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started watching it with my Grandma when I was a kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot justify why I spend an hour of every day watching a soap opera (actually it's only about 38 minutes, I Tivo it and skip through all the commercials), but it's my hour and I'm happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI3Ewkl4SI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4bEk1LoKbiA/s1600-h/weddingbig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI3Ewkl4SI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4bEk1LoKbiA/s400/weddingbig.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296856666638508322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah ... the good ol' days of Luke and Laura ... to the present days of Johnny and Jason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, can you see where I'm coming from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI29jJAO2I/AAAAAAAAAt0/ONKb5Kkiby8/s1600-h/general-hospital_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI29jJAO2I/AAAAAAAAAt0/ONKb5Kkiby8/s400/general-hospital_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296856542774049634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.  I learned how to curse in Spanish when I used to work at a small country market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Ironically, it was called Country Market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI1SMDzViI/AAAAAAAAAts/AaXdPKlQrhg/s1600-h/bynum_general_store-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI1SMDzViI/AAAAAAAAAts/AaXdPKlQrhg/s400/bynum_general_store-full.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296854698332214818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents bought the store in 1980 and it became the location of my after school and summer job.  The majority of our customers were migrant farm workers.  Thus the vocabulary lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was hard work and long hours, but there were some fun times at that store.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even so, I can honestly say, I don't miss it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.  I met my husband the first week of our freshman year of college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In speech class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI1OCB4RjI/AAAAAAAAAtk/pWgJWyalmKo/s1600-h/fresn_2829.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI1OCB4RjI/AAAAAAAAAtk/pWgJWyalmKo/s400/fresn_2829.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296854626920318514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He tried to transfer out of the class because it conflicted with football practice (he was in the athletic training program) but he couldn't get out of the class.  Lucky for him huh?  Our speech professor put us in the same group to work on a project and we've been together ever since.  I can honestly say, it turned out to be the best class I've ever taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh a side note ... hubby, when he was just boyfriend, also worked at Country Market with me during the summers.  He almost burned the store down once.  But that's a story for another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4.  I used to have a career with Pottery Barn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI1IRXLLWI/AAAAAAAAAtc/-AW3-XS8kZ0/s1600-h/potteryBarn-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI1IRXLLWI/AAAAAAAAAtc/-AW3-XS8kZ0/s400/potteryBarn-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296854527956954466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well to be honest it was only a job.  But it was great.  Pottery Barn is owned by the Williams Sonoma Company.  So I was occasionally called to work in that store too.  My favorite part of the job was designing header displays.  But check out this deal ... employees received a 40% discount!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;40%!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure I actually ever brought a paycheck home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5.  Almost exactly one year ago today I suffered a back injury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI1AqGAFTI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yhQvmTXCryc/s1600-h/backpainhands.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI1AqGAFTI/AAAAAAAAAtU/yhQvmTXCryc/s400/backpainhands.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296854397156857138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was auditioning for Dancing with the Stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was much more glamorous than that.  I was walking down the hallway when the doorbell rang.  So I pivoted around and POP, something went terribly wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I barely made it to the bed before I passed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can honestly tell you that I have never felt pain like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would gladly go through 100 labor and deliveries sans medication than go through that back pain again.  I was down for 2 weeks, unable to anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't even get to the bathroom by myself much less sit on the potty unassisted.  This is where a loving and understanding husband comes in handy.  Seriously, with him seeing me in that capacity ... well let's just say he must honestly love me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6.  I home school my kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI0XjAQn_I/AAAAAAAAAtE/4erf0CJMqWQ/s1600-h/P1010034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI0XjAQn_I/AAAAAAAAAtE/4erf0CJMqWQ/s400/P1010034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296853690879090674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've posted about our homeschooling adventures before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But here's the honest part ... it's not always easy but it is the best thing I've ever done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It works for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7.  My heritage is a mix of Scottish, Irish and Welsh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My husband is Swedish, Danish and German.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIz18TDMqI/AAAAAAAAAs0/rSAaZIUZfOo/s1600-h/LonePiper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIz18TDMqI/AAAAAAAAAs0/rSAaZIUZfOo/s400/LonePiper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296853113553236642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was raised somewhere between Southern Baptist and the Church of Christ.  I went to a Mennonite high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My husband was raised between the Methodist and Lutheran churches but he attended a Catholic high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were married in an Evangelical Christian Church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIzwEqhHwI/AAAAAAAAAss/a6bY5z20TqI/s1600-h/OhoopeeBaptistChurch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 396px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIzwEqhHwI/AAAAAAAAAss/a6bY5z20TqI/s400/OhoopeeBaptistChurch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296853012719935234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I honestly doesn't know what that makes my kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8.  I haven't met a chip I don't like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly.  They are my weakness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIzSWwDQ7I/AAAAAAAAAsc/9DUO0pRoR-I/s1600-h/chips.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIzSWwDQ7I/AAAAAAAAAsc/9DUO0pRoR-I/s400/chips.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296852502178907058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We do a pretty good job of eating healthy ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We support a CSA farm and get a weekly produce box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIygsTm--I/AAAAAAAAAsU/EwNQ58Ty55E/s1600-h/P8070010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIygsTm--I/AAAAAAAAAsU/EwNQ58Ty55E/s400/P8070010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296851648971733986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We shop at a local farmers' market and we drink raw milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All wonderfully healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIxygNlRiI/AAAAAAAAAsM/80QCosF-wgo/s1600-h/20080610_edin_family_23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIxygNlRiI/AAAAAAAAAsM/80QCosF-wgo/s400/20080610_edin_family_23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296850855451248162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this doesn't take away from the fact that my all time favorite snack is chips. And the best is Laura Scudder's Barbecue Chips.  I can no longer find them in my local grocery store.  Do they even exist anymore? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9.  I have had a library card my entire life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIxsjm0GdI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Ed0aKt3Z_dM/s1600-h/Library.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIxsjm0GdI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Ed0aKt3Z_dM/s400/Library.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296850753283168722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was a kid my dad or grandma used to take me to the library every week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I've moved one of the first things I've done is to go get a new library card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I usually have 2 or 3 books going at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I take my own kids to the library every week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's just that important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10.  I love Mexican food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIxkH-Y9NI/AAAAAAAAAr8/STCwgxtwc3g/s1600-h/richmond_mexican_food_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIxkH-Y9NI/AAAAAAAAAr8/STCwgxtwc3g/s400/richmond_mexican_food_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296850608426906834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ultimate test of a good Mexican restaurant is it's chile relleno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can honestly tell you that the best can be found in my old hometown of Dinuba at Sandoval's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was only supposed to list 10 things, but I love you enough to give you a bonus ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;11.  I have a tattoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIxdykhtrI/AAAAAAAAAr0/qo1zwlsuntQ/s1600-h/tattoo-bride-photo-by-nahpan-at-flickr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYIxdykhtrI/AAAAAAAAAr0/qo1zwlsuntQ/s400/tattoo-bride-photo-by-nahpan-at-flickr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296850499602069170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was young and it was a dare.  But I love my tattoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, that photo is not me, and my tattoo is much smaller and discrete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyone want to take a guess as to what my tattoo is?  And where it is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now it's your turn ... I pass along this Honest Scrap Award to anyone who wants to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was very therapeutic and a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-7200110440914097300?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/7200110440914097300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=7200110440914097300&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7200110440914097300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7200110440914097300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/01/honestly.html' title='Honestly?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SYI4zehsECI/AAAAAAAAAuE/p1O0Buee7mk/s72-c/honest_award_black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-7463942709403414324</id><published>2009-01-26T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:46:03.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Some Birthday Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Saturday was a big day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess who had a birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6IiY7uoqI/AAAAAAAAArs/qWOQFE6WsMA/s1600-h/NEIL+DIAMOND+V2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6IiY7uoqI/AAAAAAAAArs/qWOQFE6WsMA/s400/NEIL+DIAMOND+V2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295820336224182946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup ... Neil Diamond ... 68 years and still making it work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then there's this &lt;a href="http://kristen-thehappygardener.blogspot.com/"&gt;chicky&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-i-know-you.html"&gt;I know her&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6IbAq0txI/AAAAAAAAArk/bNZKm82cAbE/s1600-h/pic1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6IbAq0txI/AAAAAAAAArk/bNZKm82cAbE/s400/pic1_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295820209451742994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't mention her age ... but she hasn't changed a bit in all these years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this is the one that steals my heart ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6IUfW93SI/AAAAAAAAArc/SA5AMo6Ke5E/s1600-h/P1220007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6IUfW93SI/AAAAAAAAArc/SA5AMo6Ke5E/s400/P1220007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295820097430871330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first born.  She let me practice being a mom.  She was such a good baby.  She never complained or judged when I didn't have a clue how to do the new mom thing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's the kid I could take with me anywhere and I didn't have to worry that she would be disruptive or troublesome.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the girl that went through an appendectomy without so much as a whine, a groan or tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is the most patient, kind, loving person I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's a wonderful example for her younger brother and sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now she's well into her teenage years and I'm proud to say we get along great.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is growing into a beautiful woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we had a party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My assistant and I baked a cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6En3qXSAI/AAAAAAAAArU/tJVyQ-7Htec/s1600-h/P1240014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6En3qXSAI/AAAAAAAAArU/tJVyQ-7Htec/s400/P1240014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295816032325683202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate cake with chocolate frosting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As requested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6Ej1wylDI/AAAAAAAAArM/H_H6UeZyecQ/s1600-h/P1240026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6Ej1wylDI/AAAAAAAAArM/H_H6UeZyecQ/s400/P1240026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295815963096290354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday sweet daughter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-7463942709403414324?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/7463942709403414324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=7463942709403414324&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7463942709403414324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7463942709403414324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-birthday-love.html' title='Some Birthday Love'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SX6IiY7uoqI/AAAAAAAAArs/qWOQFE6WsMA/s72-c/NEIL+DIAMOND+V2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-5064722862627575762</id><published>2009-01-20T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:05:52.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Peek ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm here for you ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This should make everyone feel a bit better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take a peek into my house ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SXZkdZn_SCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/FSkScXk-igs/s1600-h/P1190017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SXZkdZn_SCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/FSkScXk-igs/s400/P1190017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293528868278192162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laundry ... a bunch of it ... waiting to be folded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been there for over 28 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SXZkYLxbWeI/AAAAAAAAAqk/ybkx1M9p1aM/s1600-h/P1190018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SXZkYLxbWeI/AAAAAAAAAqk/ybkx1M9p1aM/s400/P1190018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293528778660338146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My wonderful hubby did his part and Swiffered the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there it still sits.  Waiting for someone to vacuum it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SXZkSmfffKI/AAAAAAAAAqc/7YKUZ8G3yxI/s1600-h/P1190024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SXZkSmfffKI/AAAAAAAAAqc/7YKUZ8G3yxI/s400/P1190024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293528682753653922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is a rule in our house ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all dishes must be out of the sink and in the dishwasher before going to bed.  The sink must be empty, clean and shiny.  This is just the way it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is the way it looked when I got up this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just the way it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So ... now don't you feel better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And ... there's always tomorrow.  At least I'll have something to do, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and one more thing ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my 3-year finally picked out her Inaugural ensemble ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SXZkLLYaR7I/AAAAAAAAAqU/HCNDWeqvmrk/s1600-h/P1200002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SXZkLLYaR7I/AAAAAAAAAqU/HCNDWeqvmrk/s400/P1200002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293528555217110962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-5064722862627575762?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/5064722862627575762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=5064722862627575762&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5064722862627575762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/5064722862627575762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-peek.html' title='Take a Peek ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SXZkdZn_SCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/FSkScXk-igs/s72-c/P1190017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-2866128098124825744</id><published>2009-01-14T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:39:44.223-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft'/><title type='text'>The Craft Corner ... Circles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few years ago I decided to do something creative with all the old Christmas cards I had in a box.  I had been saving them for years.  These were the regular old cards, not photo cards.  I put all the photo cards in a scrapbook.  It's great to go back and see how every one's kids have grown over the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But all those old regular cards ... here's what I did ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got out my trusty Creative Memories circle cutter ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SW5j_1gsWAI/AAAAAAAAAqM/xcb2vdBR4lY/s1600-h/P1140006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SW5j_1gsWAI/AAAAAAAAAqM/xcb2vdBR4lY/s400/P1140006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291276560554022914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;... and I made garland out of the cards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I chose the best spot on the card to cut out a circle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I even used a circle punch on some of the smaller ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SW5j1lNpI4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/t7VqLkvjCOM/s1600-h/P1140005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SW5j1lNpI4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/t7VqLkvjCOM/s400/P1140005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291276384380461954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I dug some gold thread out of my sewing box.  You know, the gold thread that cost something like $11 a spool, but I absolutely had to have it in order to sew the detailed top-stitching on my oldest daughter's maiden costume when she was younger, because I decided it would be so cute to dress my kids as characters right out of history since we were studying the renaissance period?  Yeah, that thread.  Good thing I saved it huh?  But you could use any color thread, embroidery floss, yarn, or even fishing line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhow, I sandwiched the thread between 2 circles of the same size, and used double-sided tape to hold the thread in place and stick the 2 circles together.  So you can look at the garland from both sides!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have 3 garlands put together and enough circles cut out to make a couple more.  Next Christmas season I should have enough to hang them in 5 different areas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SW5jtrKt-WI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GyYiqqSwdyQ/s1600-h/P1140007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SW5jtrKt-WI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GyYiqqSwdyQ/s400/P1140007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291276248539855202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here it is hanging between the kitchen and family room.  That's my son, supposedly doing his math, sitting at the table.  I can see that my dishwasher drawers are sticking out.  I never run the dry cycle on my dishwasher.  I just open the thing up when it's still hot and let them air-dry.  Am I the only that does that?  All I know is that I constantly run into it when it's open and I have perpetual bruises on my shins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there ya go ... something crafty that will make you smile every time you look at it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-2866128098124825744?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/2866128098124825744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=2866128098124825744&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2866128098124825744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2866128098124825744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/01/craft-corner-circles.html' title='The Craft Corner ... Circles!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SW5j_1gsWAI/AAAAAAAAAqM/xcb2vdBR4lY/s72-c/P1140006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-1513625262640474387</id><published>2009-01-12T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:00:16.743-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><title type='text'>Cooties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cooties have come a long way since I was a kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look how cute they are now ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWvReToBdbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/1Vk7yVpSqtg/s1600-h/P1120021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWvReToBdbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/1Vk7yVpSqtg/s400/P1120021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290552505871201714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's my 3-year old in the middle ... she's pretty cute too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today we played a very competitive round of Cootie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're trying to learn how to take turns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is harder than you realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why should you have to wait until it's your turn to roll the dice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why should you roll the dice at all when you can just pick up any old bug part you want and build your Cootie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is this a toy or a game?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't you just steal your opponent's bug eyes because you like them better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do we have to have rules?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rules like ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't stick bubble gum up your nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did you know that you cannot blow a bubble by shoving gum up your nose?  This has nothing to do with Cooties, other than ... eeeew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yeah, my 3-year old tried it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Mom, my bubble gum is stuck."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Where?" I ask as I frantically start digging through her hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Here!" Finger goes up the nose.  Way up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You're kidding?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Nope.  It's there.  See?"  Finger back in nose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"You stuck your gum up your nose?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Yeah, I want to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a bubble!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Duh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ok, blow away then."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pop, out flies the gum.  No bubble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I consider it a homeschool science experiment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lesson learned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember playing Cootie with my Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't remember that the game had rules back then either.  I just remember putting together the bugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what they looked like when I was a kid ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWvRZk6BxbI/AAAAAAAAAps/n2RXIY9P2J4/s1600-h/icn3500_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWvRZk6BxbI/AAAAAAAAAps/n2RXIY9P2J4/s400/icn3500_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290552424610776498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the retro-ishness of it, don't you?  My kids took one look at the box ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One kid says, "Wow, that's OLD!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other says, "You mean they had Cooties way back then?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(sigh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-1513625262640474387?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/1513625262640474387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=1513625262640474387&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1513625262640474387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1513625262640474387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/01/cooties.html' title='Cooties'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWvReToBdbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/1Vk7yVpSqtg/s72-c/P1120021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8745825795040888156</id><published>2009-01-11T14:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:29:27.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Point?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well ... I'm not sure I have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; A point that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is one of those days where I just have so much running through my head I can't really focus on one thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the stuff in my head seems worthy of the energy required to think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubby has a work trip to Houston again this week.  It's just not the same when he's not here.  I feel all out of sorts and I don't sleep well.  And I just miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom is doing somewhat better.  She was hospitalized last week but is home now.  But I still worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad is caring for my mom all by himself.  That leaves me feeling guilty because I can't be there to help.  And I worry about the toll it's taking on my daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My house is a disaster and I have several friends coming over at different times this week.  They're all really great friends and I know they won't judge, but it stresses me out to have a messy house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I have those other things wasting space in my brain ... stuff like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can DeAnna come back and mess things up for The Bachelor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will the Chargers beat the Steelers, in the snow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I remember to record the latest episode of The Unit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When was the last time I cleaned out the cheese drawer in the fridge?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So no, I don't have much of a point today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still thought I'd share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait ... I will leave you with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWpspo-iw_I/AAAAAAAAApk/2WwDoYjB8kI/s1600-h/P1010018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWpspo-iw_I/AAAAAAAAApk/2WwDoYjB8kI/s400/P1010018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290160174930248690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sun came out yesterday and today after numerous days of fog and gloom.&lt;div&gt;That made one house cat very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8745825795040888156?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8745825795040888156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8745825795040888156&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8745825795040888156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8745825795040888156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-your-point.html' title='What&apos;s Your Point?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWpspo-iw_I/AAAAAAAAApk/2WwDoYjB8kI/s72-c/P1010018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-292833018540396448</id><published>2009-01-08T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:55:18.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's in Town?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Look ... just look at who's in town ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWaB4PgIAnI/AAAAAAAAApc/Zm6wEduDTWk/s1600-h/0000032222_20061026040055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWaB4PgIAnI/AAAAAAAAApc/Zm6wEduDTWk/s400/0000032222_20061026040055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289057615627158130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doesn't that just make you want to smile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Extreme Makeover Home Edition has hit Fresno.  They are building a house for a very deserving family.  I had heard on the local news that they were coming.  Yet it didn't fully register until today when we saw Ty Pennington!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, well we didn't actually see Ty ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but we saw the bus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am the parent sponsor for our homeschool group's student newspaper.  So we were at our planning meeting this morning when another mom told us that Ty and the gang were just up the street.  Today they knocked on the door and announced that this particular family had been chosen.  Saturday they will demolish the house and get started building.  On our way home we drove by to take a look.  Of course the street is completely blocked off, but we were able to see all the activity and the big ol' bus sitting in the street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How exciting is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-292833018540396448?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/292833018540396448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=292833018540396448&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/292833018540396448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/292833018540396448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-whos-in-town.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s in Town?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWaB4PgIAnI/AAAAAAAAApc/Zm6wEduDTWk/s72-c/0000032222_20061026040055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-1042723037856375157</id><published>2009-01-05T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:50:19.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Dream ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 3-year old daughter has a crush on a guy named Phillip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWKoc-iY9WI/AAAAAAAAApU/W-zDj2ytTbU/s1600-h/Phillip_nods.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWKoc-iY9WI/AAAAAAAAApU/W-zDj2ytTbU/s400/Phillip_nods.sized.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287974128263427426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, he's handsome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can ride a horse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He can dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And ... he's a hero ...  he can slay dragons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If that's not enough to make a girl's heart skip a beat, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWKmfBdeKeI/AAAAAAAAApE/6JSohTS0gwA/s1600-h/3637157_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWKmfBdeKeI/AAAAAAAAApE/6JSohTS0gwA/s400/3637157_std.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287971964384586210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah, and he's a prince!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm guessing money is no problem.  He's due to inherit a kingdom some day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And don't tell anyone, but I had quite a crush on the same guy when I was her age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the stuff fairy-tales are made of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And no matter how old you are ... it's still magical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-1042723037856375157?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/1042723037856375157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=1042723037856375157&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1042723037856375157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/1042723037856375157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/01/once-upon-dream.html' title='Once Upon a Dream ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SWKoc-iY9WI/AAAAAAAAApU/W-zDj2ytTbU/s72-c/Phillip_nods.sized.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-2362893775069770869</id><published>2009-01-01T18:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:57:05.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year ... New Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My oldest daughter decided to start the new year with a new look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She asked me to cut her beautiful long hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brave girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SV2BLsZydxI/AAAAAAAAAo8/D-Kq-EsGzik/s1600-h/P1010005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SV2BLsZydxI/AAAAAAAAAo8/D-Kq-EsGzik/s400/P1010005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286523575500699410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cut 12 inches off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SV2BLvTkwRI/AAAAAAAAAo0/SK2OUUSIoQQ/s1600-h/P1010007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SV2BLvTkwRI/AAAAAAAAAo0/SK2OUUSIoQQ/s400/P1010007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286523576279941394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is going to donate her hair to &lt;a href="http://www.locksoflove.org/"&gt;Locks of Love&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SV2BLgOPoWI/AAAAAAAAAos/waxmHDpTrAM/s1600-h/P1010008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SV2BLgOPoWI/AAAAAAAAAos/waxmHDpTrAM/s400/P1010008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286523572231053666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a new look for a new year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SV2BLTI8LII/AAAAAAAAAok/RGau-taDK8Q/s1600-h/P1010010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SV2BLTI8LII/AAAAAAAAAok/RGau-taDK8Q/s400/P1010010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286523568719146114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-2362893775069770869?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/2362893775069770869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=2362893775069770869&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2362893775069770869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/2362893775069770869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-style.html' title='New Year ... New Style!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SV2BLsZydxI/AAAAAAAAAo8/D-Kq-EsGzik/s72-c/P1010005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-2028141779047302640</id><published>2008-12-30T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:19:30.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring It On!</title><content type='html'>Are you ready for a new year?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you ready to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get Organized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking for ways to Be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clutter Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe you need a little &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waist Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keeping Your House Running Like Clockwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or do you need &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meal Solutions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Closet Makeover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All Season Tips for Gardening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you spare &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;31 Days to a Healthier You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tips for Saving Money All Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How to Make Changes to Last a Lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or simply some &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fresh Thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;??????????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how all the January magazines entice you and promise that THIS year will be your best year yet.  If you just follow their simple little tips.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like this one:  to keep clutter from accumulating on kitchen counters, have a place for everything and put everything away when not in use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, like I never thought of that before.  However, what would really be useful is a tip on how to actually get the members in my house to realize that everything has a place and that they're perfectly capable of finding it.  Without my assistance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of suggesting that I get all organized with a chart and calendar system to let everyone in the family know when appointments are and who has what chore, how about a tip to remind them to actually LOOK at it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need suggestions on how to plan a week's worth of menus and make a shopping list.  I need someone to actually go to the grocery store for me.  That would make my life easier in '09.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't need a master plan for what to plant in my garden this spring.  I need someone to weed it for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't care how many useful tips there are for cleaning a bathroom, it still never gets done unless someone is willing (or forced) to do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fully understand that exercising daily, eating healthier, following a daily skin care routine, and a deep conditioning treatment on my hair once a week will make me look thinner, feel sexier and just glow with self-confidence.  But what I really want to know is when will my laundry get done, who's going to scoop the dog poop and why do we have yet another over-due library book?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so glad I took the time to investigate some of these so-called time-saving, life-changing tips.  With all the magazines I've read, I figure I wasted probably an entire day and who knows how many trees, but now I'm armed and ready.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I have to say is ... 2009 ... bring it on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-2028141779047302640?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6945529947176363506</id><published>2008-12-28T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:06:05.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I Know You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christine, over at &lt;a href="http://smilesandtrials.blogspot.com/"&gt;Smiles and Trials&lt;/a&gt;, has a great idea.  It's a game to see who knows who in the blogging world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are my friends from the blog list on my side bar ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, I have to start with &lt;a href="http://kristen-thehappygardener.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristen&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is the one that got me started blogging.  We have been best friends since our freshman year in high school.  We were both band geeks and exceptionally PE challenged, especially on the tennis courts.  Therefore, we were instant friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVfb8PFgNHI/AAAAAAAAAnU/-q4KHdTw3kg/s1600-h/meandk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVfb8PFgNHI/AAAAAAAAAnU/-q4KHdTw3kg/s400/meandk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284934515630814322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And is evident by this photo ... neither one of us has changed in the last 22 years!  If you've seen me lately, and disagree, just don't tell me.  I like to live in my delusional world.  And I know Kristen will support my delusions, she's that good of a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I met &lt;a href="http://susansmusings.wordpress.com/"&gt;Susan&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://sfelkins.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shawn&lt;/a&gt;, gosh I think it's been well over 10 years ago, in an online scrapbook loop.  We all bonded over our mutual scrapbooking obsession and became friends.  Shawn even hosted a get-together at her house several years ago.  That was so much fun!  I think it's amazing we've managed to stay in touch all these years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://voiceofdon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Don&lt;/a&gt; was a really close friend in high school.  We were "neighbors", which in country living means we lived about a mile apart.  We could visit each other by riding our ATCs down the orchard, across the ditch and through a few more orchards.  I have so many great memories of hanging out with Don, his good buddy Mike, and Mike's sister, Marla, who was one of my friends.  Sadly, I am no longer friends with Marla, and I don't think Don and Mike keep in touch anymore either.  But I recently found Don through Facebook and it's been great to reconnect.  I have tons of photos of Don from high school that I'm sure he's grateful I did NOT post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I met &lt;a href="http://laughtilyoudie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Robynn&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://tetertots.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reginia&lt;/a&gt; through our home school group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reginia was so kind to me when I was new to the group.  She made me feel so comfortable.  I love her willingness to listen and her offerings of prayer.  She has been a wonderful example for me over the years.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Robynn is such a cool gal.  She is the one in the room you gravitate towards because she always has something interesting to say.  Her blog has some great observations on life.  And she's funny!  Robynn and I also bonded over our love of raw milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speaking of raw milk ... one of the first blogs I began following was &lt;a href="http://www.thecompletepatient.com/journal/"&gt;The Complete Patient&lt;/a&gt;.  David writes about the happenings in the real food world.  Raw milk is an always-going subject on the table.  And my own personal friend and dairy man, Mark McAfee, is a frequent contributor and topic of conversation.  If you're not interested in the real food, raw milk movement, this blog will probably bore you.  But how many of you can claim to have your own personal dairy man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found &lt;a href="http://smilesandtrials.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt; through my friend Kristen.  She is a wonderful mom with a blog documenting her life with a great hubby and 11 amazing kids!  I had the chance to meet Christine and her son, Dennis, in person just a couple of weeks ago.  Dennis had a surgery out at Children's Hospital and my son and I went to meet them.  Dennis is such a cutie.  And Christine is a great person.   I'm so glad we had a chance to meet.  And if you check out her blog, you'll want to be her friend too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't had a chance to meet, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in person&lt;/span&gt;, the other bloggers on my list.  But I still feel like we're friends.  I've looked into their lives, I know what their houses, spouses and children look like, I've tried their recipes, I've entered some of their contests, and I've laughed and cried right along with them.  That's the cool part about blogging ... you really do get to know people.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I look forward to "meeting" other bloggers out there soon and adding new "friends" to my list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So ... who do you know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6945529947176363506?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6945529947176363506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6945529947176363506&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6945529947176363506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6945529947176363506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-i-know-you.html' title='Do I Know You?'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVfb8PFgNHI/AAAAAAAAAnU/-q4KHdTw3kg/s72-c/meandk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-4147346928036091872</id><published>2008-12-26T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:40:45.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day Photos ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great Christmas at our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I managed to get up early enough to make cinnamon rolls.  My parents were able to join us for brunch and opening presents which was really nice.  My husband and father-in-law insisted for the umpteenth year in a row that we include pickled herring in the Christmas breakfast menu.  It's some Swedish thing apparently.  Somehow they think this is a tradition.  But I don't argue.  I just cook some bacon to balance things out.  I wish I had some photos of breakfast to share with you, but pickled herring isn't exciting to look at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little one, however, was all about the excitement ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 3 year-old exclaimed ...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; this is my favorite thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... when she saw her new kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtjVgq13I/AAAAAAAAAnM/k7DJ55vndX4/s1600-h/PC250004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtjVgq13I/AAAAAAAAAnM/k7DJ55vndX4/s400/PC250004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284250191626164082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She immediately figured out how to turn on the oven and cook some pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtdCni0rI/AAAAAAAAAnE/9qlneKZY5XI/s1600-h/PC250005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtdCni0rI/AAAAAAAAAnE/9qlneKZY5XI/s400/PC250005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284250083475509938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She also received a little digital camera, which is really nice since she's always trying to sneak mine away from me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to take just one picture Mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How cute is the little chef's hat and apron?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtcwh_S5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/P0ALLZYrV-E/s1600-h/PC250038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtcwh_S5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/P0ALLZYrV-E/s400/PC250038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284250078620371858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My son is happy with his new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RipStik&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you can see outside behind him, it was too rainy to go out and ride it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtcumXZ2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/BCiUb7FNtiY/s1600-h/PC250021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtcumXZ2I/AAAAAAAAAm0/BCiUb7FNtiY/s400/PC250021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284250078101858146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My oldest is a huge Clue fan.  She was so excited to get the Harry Potter edition of the board game plus the movie &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clue&lt;/span&gt;.  Which has several different endings I hear.  We managed to get in a game while I was preparing dinner.  Just for the record, I have never lost at the game of Clue.  So now at least my kids have a goal when they play ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;beat Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtcEGkE7I/AAAAAAAAAms/qnarbxF-1Fk/s1600-h/PC250043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtcEGkE7I/AAAAAAAAAms/qnarbxF-1Fk/s400/PC250043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284250066694181810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For our Christmas dinner I did a prime rib, with mashed potatoes and gravy.  I threw in a side dish of some assorted braised greens, just for fun.  Yes, I love greens ... chard, spinach, mustard ... I even used some beet tops.  It's super healthy.  I'm just passing along some nutritional FYI there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Then I made &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;Pioneer Woman&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/10/whiskey-glazed-carrots-major-league-yum/"&gt;Whiskey Glazed Carrots&lt;/a&gt;.  Let me just tell you this ... you HAVE to make these carrots!  Here's why ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do not like cooked carrots.  I just don't.  I'm sorry.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But ... we get carrots in our weekly produce box.  Like every week!  That's a lot of carrots.  I will juice them, but that's about it.  Well, after seeing &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/"&gt;Ree&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/10/whiskey-glazed-carrots-major-league-yum/"&gt;recipe for these carrots&lt;/a&gt; ... I thought what the heck, it looked so easy and at least I'll have another side dish for Christmas dinner.  They were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; yummy!  That glaze ... it just oozed delicious.  Seriously.  So needless to say, I will be excited to get carrots every week from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made a Christmas rum cake for dessert.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait a minute ... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whiskey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; glazed carrots, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cake ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no wonder we had such a happy Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ended the evening with a few hands of poker.  My son received a World Series of Poker set.  The kind where the chips click together with that nice chip-clicking sound when you play with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there's a little glimpse into our apparently liquor-enhanced, friendly gambling, sort of Christmas celebration!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was more ... a lot more ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; But look what my 2 girls end up playing with ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtcO83MsI/AAAAAAAAAmk/eb_1Rzw4zZo/s1600-h/PC250044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtcO83MsI/AAAAAAAAAmk/eb_1Rzw4zZo/s400/PC250044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284250069606281922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-4147346928036091872?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/4147346928036091872/comments/default' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVVtjVgq13I/AAAAAAAAAnM/k7DJ55vndX4/s72-c/PC250004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-6815716932813023342</id><published>2008-12-24T16:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T16:44:21.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candied Nuts and A Cool Thing-a-ma-jig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are Penuche Nuts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVLRRqHO_3I/AAAAAAAAAl0/jZFKRHHGrW8/s1600-h/PC240008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVLRRqHO_3I/AAAAAAAAAl0/jZFKRHHGrW8/s400/PC240008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283515414151626610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom has made these nuts for Christmas every year that I can remember.  Now I'm carrying on the tradition.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She always used walnuts.  I was always using walnuts.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year I tried pecans.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Equally as yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are so simple to make.  And if you wrap them up in a cellophane or a pretty tin they made excellent gifts.  This might not help you at this stage of the game, but you can file it away for next Christmas.  Or make them for New Year's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll be glad you did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the amazingly easy recipe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Penuche Nuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 cup brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1/2 cup granulated sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1/2 cup sour cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2 1/2 cups nuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cook the sugars and sour cream until the temp reads 246* on a candy thermometer.  Remove from heat, stir in vanilla and nuts.  Spread on waxed paper to cool.  Break up into chunks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVLRKyQhiQI/AAAAAAAAAls/rMNCm1GNXBI/s1600-h/PC240010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVLRKyQhiQI/AAAAAAAAAls/rMNCm1GNXBI/s400/PC240010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283515296078989570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's another fun thing to do ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This could be a great project during the remaining winter break when your kids are bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Make a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Treasure Bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVLRFyBa90I/AAAAAAAAAlk/nBWlgLKhB9o/s1600-h/PC240014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVLRFyBa90I/AAAAAAAAAlk/nBWlgLKhB9o/s400/PC240014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283515210116298562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll need a label-free, empty, clean and dry water or soda bottle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fill it with several "treasures" ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we used buttons, beads, tiny toys, marbles, coins, shells ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and some star confetti ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the possibilities are endless, as long as it fits into the bottle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you see the Monopoly hotel and the green turtle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then fill the bottle with sand, leaving about an inch of empty space so you have some room to move things around.  Did you know you can get a 50 pound bag of sand at the hardware store for less than $5?  This totally made my day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're worried about little ones removing the cap, you can hot glue it on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then hunt for the treasures inside the bottle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can make a game out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is so cute, and it's really a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merry Christmas to all my blogging buddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hope you create wonderful memories with your families this Christmas ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wishing you all many blessings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-6815716932813023342?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/6815716932813023342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=6815716932813023342&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6815716932813023342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/6815716932813023342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2008/12/candied-nuts-and-cool-thing-ma-jig.html' title='Candied Nuts and A Cool Thing-a-ma-jig'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVLRRqHO_3I/AAAAAAAAAl0/jZFKRHHGrW8/s72-c/PC240008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-4240193986888866988</id><published>2008-12-23T21:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:52:22.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Pop Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we went to hubby's office party last Saturday night.  It was quite an amazing evening.  I might share more details in a later post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But for now, here was the gift I came home with ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVHLMMzh8pI/AAAAAAAAAlc/6UktbbfEwQo/s1600-h/PC230002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVHLMMzh8pI/AAAAAAAAAlc/6UktbbfEwQo/s400/PC230002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283227248338530962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A new popcorn popper!  Now how many of you get a gift from your husband's boss?  I was quite surprised.  So today I decided to put it to use and make some caramel and nut popcorn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVHLFi6Wa3I/AAAAAAAAAlU/KtOrqDbHBIE/s1600-h/PC230009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVHLFi6Wa3I/AAAAAAAAAlU/KtOrqDbHBIE/s400/PC230009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283227134013631346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look how clean the inside of my oven is!  I hope hubby notices that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I started thinking ... what do you give the boss who gave you a popcorn popper?  Um, some of that caramel corn of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVHK6RN_xVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ylLG-zRwkzg/s1600-h/PC230010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVHK6RN_xVI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ylLG-zRwkzg/s400/PC230010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283226940285633874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you could smell this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I'm off to make Penuche Nuts.  Stay tuned ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-4240193986888866988?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/4240193986888866988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=4240193986888866988&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4240193986888866988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/4240193986888866988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2008/12/pop-pop-pop.html' title='Pop Pop Pop'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVHLMMzh8pI/AAAAAAAAAlc/6UktbbfEwQo/s72-c/PC230002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-580011011590508590</id><published>2008-12-22T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:48:09.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Good ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made these ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My son said they are "wicked good!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVAibYISNNI/AAAAAAAAAlE/OJKM9RCrK_k/s1600-h/PC220015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SVAibYISNNI/AAAAAAAAAlE/OJKM9RCrK_k/s400/PC220015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282760216634602706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're called &lt;a href="http://noblepig.com/2008/12/09/ballsey.aspx"&gt;Port Balls.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found the recipe at &lt;a href="http://noblepig.com/"&gt;Noble Pig.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you haven't checked out this blog ... you must!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have found so many great recipes there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Cathy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I don't eat them all, I will wrap them up and give them away as a gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight for dinner we're having &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/christmas-soup-recipe/index.html"&gt;Alton Brown's Christmas Soup&lt;/a&gt;, potato latkes and &lt;a href="http://noblepig.com/2008/12/16/unsexy-jewish-food.aspx"&gt;kugel.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kugel recipe, once again, comes from Cathy over at &lt;a href="http://noblepig.com/"&gt;Nobel Pig&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did I mention how much I love that site?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're also watching a Christmas movie tonight.  Haven't decided if it's going to be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A Christmas Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's a Wonderful Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Santa Clause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Christmas Carol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What's your favorite Christmas movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-580011011590508590?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/580011011590508590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8769352632607511388</id><published>2008-12-19T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:16:37.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up to This ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Several posts back I talked about how I love my morning &lt;a href="http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-i-start-my-morning.html#comments"&gt;Latte&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And how I love it in this mug ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUvgnPQaBCI/AAAAAAAAAk8/_OJ0fgORzCI/s1600-h/P8040019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUvgnPQaBCI/AAAAAAAAAk8/_OJ0fgORzCI/s400/P8040019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281561952736904226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had it down to a science with the perfect amount of milk and sugar.  It was the perfect mug.  And then last Sunday hubby took it out of the dishwasher and the handle fell off.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These things happen.  Oh well.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So all week I've had to have my coffee in a Scooby-Doo cup.  As much I love good ol' Scooby, it just wasn't the same as my Salt Lake City mug.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well it just so happens that hubby had a business trip to Houston this week.  He had to change planes in Salt Lake City.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And being the thoughtful hubby that he is ... he found another, almost identical ... mug for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one has a logo on BOTH sides ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUvgfygvHII/AAAAAAAAAk0/gkmWNqRZ1ds/s1600-h/PC190015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUvgfygvHII/AAAAAAAAAk0/gkmWNqRZ1ds/s400/PC190015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281561824761683074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUvgaKlXKJI/AAAAAAAAAks/ZWxZtZR0SsU/s1600-h/PC190014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUvgaKlXKJI/AAAAAAAAAks/ZWxZtZR0SsU/s400/PC190014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281561728144320658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Honey, when I saw this mug I immediately thought of you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosh, I love that man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8769352632607511388?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8769352632607511388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8769352632607511388&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8769352632607511388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8769352632607511388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2008/12/wake-up-to-this.html' title='Wake Up to This ...'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUvgnPQaBCI/AAAAAAAAAk8/_OJ0fgORzCI/s72-c/P8040019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-7359515193710303866</id><published>2008-12-17T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:31:10.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolaty Pretzel Thingies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;These Chocolaty Pretzel Thingies are so yummy and so super easy to make.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We made these a few Christmases ago and gave them out at gifts to all our neighbors.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think I found the recipe in Family Fun Magazine, but I can't really recall.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Nevertheless, I think whoever thought of it is brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You can make them too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are the ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUnYTn0VaKI/AAAAAAAAAkk/XiWu5R-4wvs/s1600-h/PC170015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUnYTn0VaKI/AAAAAAAAAkk/XiWu5R-4wvs/s400/PC170015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280989869686220962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You'll need some those square waffle-looking pretzels.  This brand calls them Snaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And some M&amp;amp;Ms.  Get all festive and pick the red and green ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Some Kisses or Hugs.  We used both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I even threw in some Caramel Kisses.  They all work, they're all good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;First off ... unwrap all the Kisses.  This is where kids come in handy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Just don't try and keep score of how many they unwrap vs how many they eat.  Because they turn the tables on you and start counting how many you're eating.  They think they're so clever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUnYOEAaazI/AAAAAAAAAkc/dAfJ9-SDxpE/s1600-h/PC170013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUnYOEAaazI/AAAAAAAAAkc/dAfJ9-SDxpE/s400/PC170013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280989774173858610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Next ... line some baking sheets with foil (just in case you have some chocolate leaks, you won't have to wash the baking sheets later).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cover the foil-lined baking sheets with pretzels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heat your oven to 175 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Put one Kiss on top of each pretzel square.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUnYFb3E_UI/AAAAAAAAAkU/63bD38fxvYk/s1600-h/PC170014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUnYFb3E_UI/AAAAAAAAAkU/63bD38fxvYk/s400/PC170014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280989625958333762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then ... put in the oven for about 5 to 8 minutes.  You want the Kisses to get nice and soft.  You'll know they're ready when they get shiny looking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Take them out of the oven and immediately start pressing one M&amp;amp;M down into the middle of each Kiss.  The Kiss will squish all nicely down into the cracks of the pretzel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I forgot to take a photo of the squishing process.  But I'm sure you can visualize it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then let them cool completely until the Kiss firms back up nicely.  You can stick them in the fridge for several minutes if you want to speed up the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUnX-zShipI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ld1bCe9WTIo/s1600-h/PC170023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUnX-zShipI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ld1bCe9WTIo/s400/PC170023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280989511988382354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Then pack them up all nice and pretty.  That is, if you haven't eaten the majority of them already.  I got some Chinese take-out containers and lined them with silver tissue paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now you have a practically instant homemade holiday gift that anyone would be thrilled to receive.  Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-7359515193710303866?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/7359515193710303866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=7359515193710303866&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7359515193710303866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7359515193710303866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2008/12/chocolaty-pretzel-thingies.html' title='Chocolaty Pretzel Thingies'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUnYTn0VaKI/AAAAAAAAAkk/XiWu5R-4wvs/s72-c/PC170015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-7151545957527980269</id><published>2008-12-14T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:48:03.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Mouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My son's pet mouse died.  This time last year his hamster died.  It's something about the holiday season that causes our rodents to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the hamster died I gave in and let him get another "pet".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, actually two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two Mice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUXOecPDw9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/0aSdc2o469g/s1600-h/P3020003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUXOecPDw9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/0aSdc2o469g/s400/P3020003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279853160532526034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one on the left is Ginger.  The one on the right is Liquorish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liquorish is the one that is no longer with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About 3 nights ago my husband noticed that Liquorish was getting sort of fat.  Poor little thing was struggling to run on her mouse wheel.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But bless her heart, she was still trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next day ... well you know.  These things happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My poor son still got very emotional about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to lose a pet.  Even a mouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-7151545957527980269?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/7151545957527980269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=7151545957527980269&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7151545957527980269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/7151545957527980269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2008/12/dead-mouse.html' title='Dead Mouse'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUXOecPDw9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/0aSdc2o469g/s72-c/P3020003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-8452246180364714187</id><published>2008-12-13T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:15:41.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Lucia Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every year on December 13 we celebrate St. Lucia Day.  My husband has some Swedish blood in his family.  Funny thing though, he didn't even know what St. Lucia Day was until I told him about it when we were first married.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm all about starting traditions and being cultural.  Someday my kids will thank me for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUR1P0xIpuI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Jinw-mdOQzU/s1600-h/santalucia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUR1P0xIpuI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Jinw-mdOQzU/s400/santalucia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279473577908283106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd love to give you the history of the holiday.  But it's bath night for my 3-year old, and I haven't fed the dog, and I don't even have the lights on the Christmas tree yet, and I have 40 Christmas card envelopes to address, and my kitchen is a mess ... and well, I'm just tired.  So you can Google it if really want to know more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I will tell you that the holiday involves baking these Lucia buns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made 4 dozen this year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(minus the one in the middle that was my "tester" bun.  Yeah, I ate it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUR1IBi7H8I/AAAAAAAAAj0/kVJ2k-4lYr8/s1600-h/PC130015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUR1IBi7H8I/AAAAAAAAAj0/kVJ2k-4lYr8/s400/PC130015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279473443899383746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a yeast dough flavored with cardamom and shaped into an "S" and studded with raisins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUR1DEoamJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/arIUKmb7Y1Y/s1600-h/PC130021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUR1DEoamJI/AAAAAAAAAjs/arIUKmb7Y1Y/s400/PC130021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279473358828378258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you could walk into my house right now ... you'd trip over 3 pairs of shoes, a box of ornaments and a large plastic horse ... but you'd also smell these wonderful buns.  Heavenly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now ... I have to go do all that stuff I mentioned above and then polish off at least 2 dozen of these yummy buns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy St. Lucia Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/743389176452752956-8452246180364714187?l=linduhe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/feeds/8452246180364714187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=743389176452752956&amp;postID=8452246180364714187&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8452246180364714187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/743389176452752956/posts/default/8452246180364714187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://linduhe.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-st-lucia-day.html' title='Happy St. Lucia Day!'/><author><name>Linda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11744990295380469372</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/TSFWXP_dTpI/AAAAAAAABDQ/I8omqJBWb8A/S220/IMG_0176_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dJC5YlKo11I/SUR1P0xIpuI/AAAAAAAAAj8/Jinw-mdOQzU/s72-c/santalucia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-743389176452752956.post-1722188324379043893</id><published>2008-12-12T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:15:04.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Christmas Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few days ago I finished our Christmas card ... and placed the order ... they should
